Last week I ran into Anna, an acquaintance of mine that completed the Ironman this year. She said that if she could do, so could I.
Anna had quite a few obstacles in her way to complete the Ironman. She injured her leg which made it nearly impossible for her to run over a few miles without pain. She had to take a lot of time off of training to get back on her feet again. She also has a demanding full-time job which required her to travel a lot and took up a lot of her training time. She is in her mid 40’s with 2 children. She didn’t feel prepared. She had a severe panic attack during the competition while she was surrounded by people in the water. She was tempted to give up, but didn’t.
Anna made it through, she persevered. One of the saddest parts of her competition was that she did not have the loving support of her family. Her husband stayed at home, not because he had other things to do but because he didn’t want to go. She only had a few friends accompany her, but not just for her since our mutual friend Cori competed too.
Despite the obstacles, Anna succeeded. Why can’t I??
Really, why can’t I??
I never saw myself competing in the full Iron, but Anna really made me reconsider.
Maybe I should have a new goal to complete the full Iron by 45. Then I could get my first tattoo, an Ironman insignia.
Thanks Anna for motivating me!
I am terrified, but I really want to give this a tri!
**One thing I’ve always wondered is what Ironmen do after the big event is over (since they literally invested years into the sport). I asked Anna and Cori what was next on their list. Neither seemed to know. Anna said that Ironman recovery wasn’t all that bad. But she also said that she wanted to take some time to heal. Cori said that she would do whatever. I really don’t understand, but maybe someday I will.**