Tonight I can't sleep. It could be for a number of reasons, but I can't seem to settle on one. It is the four coffees I had today? I don't think so, I can drink double that and still get to sleep by a reasonable hour. Is it the light day of training I had today? Possibly. Is it because of the 90 minute nap I had at 9AM that I rarely have? Maybe (who has time to nap these days?). But whatever, it's not important. What is important though is that I can't wait to wake up and have a crack at my tempo run in the morning.

Sitting here thinking about the session sparked a desire to re-read an email conversation I had recently with a well-known age grouper here in Oz. I asked him what his training plans were for the weekend & the resulting colloquy went something like this...

 

Ah mate trying to do Port but training patchy at best due to work plus got flu. 

Swam 6km this morn

Will do 3hrs on trainer tonight

 

Tomoz 5.5hrs on bike if not wet inc. 2x1hr tt plus jog 1hr off

Swim 1hr at Bondi in arvo

 

Sun plan to get big run day - 40km in morn

Then do another 8km in arvo

 

I was stunned. This guy trains more than me, and probably everyone else too. After my reply, he knocked me away again with a late night 9-10am reply...

 

Yep, just finished training now. 

On the bike at 4:45am. 

Still have to have dinner etc too. 

So, those times when you feel like it is a struggle take my word - make everyday count mate. It is fleeting. 

Enjoy the struggle. 

Life doesn't get better than chasing your dream. 

And like the Kenyans say celebrate quickly the good ones, move on very quickly after the bad ones. 

 

So with these thoughts I'll eventually fade away tonight, knowing that tomorrow I'll be out there running through the trails and living my dream. There will be no audience like on race day, no one to share the moment with; just my own consciousness, some black metal tunes and the beautiful Australian bush. It's all for the fantasy of winning, but in a sick way like every endurance junkie I'll be loving every minute of it. I wont be taking it for granted. And when I'm engulfed with pain & lactic acid, I certainly wont need reminding that I wouldn't want to be anywhere else...

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