|Post-13 miles this weekend|
Then life got in the way.
I know there are 24 usable hours in a day because the past few months, I've been using most of them. Between work and training and moving and the day-to-day, I've been burning the midnight oil and spinning my wheels for a while. What this all boils down to is I'm worried about my ability to cover 140.6 miles without breaking something.
- Biking 60 miles Sunday was hard. Really hard. The two-mile transition run afterwards felt like I might die.
- I don't have my bike trainer yet (thanks, movers), so my ability to hop on for 30 miles before work is nonexistent.
- Because I work on central time, I'm at my desk at 6 a.m. This does mean I'm done by 3:30, but I'm also wrapping up work at the hottest point of the day, and the most crowded.
|"But mom, I need|
- The longest I've ran since the Vermont City Marathon was 16 miles.
- My longest bike ride to date is 92 miles.
- I've only worn my wetsuit once this season.
- My longest swim has been two miles.
- I haven't practiced open water swimming this season.
- I have no other triathlons on the books.
The reality of the situation is that I'm nine weeks out and won't be reunited with my gear for another two weeks. Logically, I know I can finish the race. If I make all the time cut offs, I could walk a marathon in the time allotted, but it might be really unpleasant. And mentally, I'm not sure if I can overcome my lackluster training.
So, Internet, what say you? Do I try to scrape together a finish, or defer until I can conquer the race with confidence?