Weeks 15 and 16 have proven to be the most difficult
yet. Week 15 brought about a 3 hour bike
workout on the Ironman bike course around my home town of Verona (funny that
this was difficult considering I’m going to be on the bike over 6 hours on race
day). Week 16 was the 3rd
time I’ve ridden the course and each time, and I’m sure every ride between now
and September 7th, reiterates that I need to get stronger on the
bike. I’ve got a little over 4 months
until race day and come hell or high water I’m going to get stronger on the
bike, that’s my new obsession.
A question has been floating around my house lately as to
which will prove to be more difficult, the Ironman race or childbirth? I am kidding of course! I have to keep reminding myself (and I’m
doing a horrible job) to not complain to Jess about any of my aches or pains
due to self-inflicted training. Jess has
been a champ throughout my training thus far.
She’s always there to listen to me talk about training, which frankly is
a boring topic if you’re not training for an Ironman. Jess does all the food shopping which can be
a full time job feeding an Ironman-in-training and a pregnant woman. She makes healthy meals for me to eat (my Dad
and I both believe we could survive on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches). Jess keeps me grounded when I get worked up
about some aspect of training (see the obsession with biking above). She cheers me on and keeps me going when I
start to waver in my resolve to complete this race. Quite simply, and I know this is a bold
statement, she is the greatest wife in the world!
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