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Refocus

I find it hard to keep up a blog and as with most things it down to mindset. When things are fantastic I've no time to write and when things are bad or tough well, I'm just too embarrassed or guilty. What's the point. It's sounds stupid but it's honest.
The last few weeks have been tough. Life and work have been busy. The snow arrived and time was lost and excuses made. That's all normal I assume. Getting into a solid training streak is so important. And I did have one good week. But to be honest I've fallen out of love with swimming, unable to muster the energy and time to cycle and generally regretting all things triathlon. I find myself wishing I should have stuck with running and wondering what I could have achieved if I'd stuck it out.
But I've made my decision and for now at least until August and the Half I'm going to have to stick to it.
I've gotten a coach to make my training sessions have more purpose and direction. Also I want the schedule of training to be taken away from me so I can just follow the plan and not have the guilt and worry of am I doing enough. Also the experience of a coach who's achieved everything in triathlon is most valuable as well as someone to keep me accountable on the harder days and weeks.
First race is in 3 weeks and although I'm not worried about completion understanding how things are done will be a big focus.
Then there's swimming. I feel like I'm going backwards, literally. And I need to sort it out. When I visualise my A race once I come out of the water I feel nothing can stop me. Obviously there's a cycle I'm not ready for and the related cramps to manage so it's going to be a tough day.

But for now I need to refocus, my new training schedule starts tomorrow and I want to deliver it well. It's important to remember the more work I put in now, the more I'll enjoy race day. That's the key.
My coach continually talks about people getting to race day and wanting to get it our of the way. What a waste of a journey travelling that path to rush the finish and just get it over with.

So refocused as I am, I need to deliver training and manage my mindset. Not be scared to document the tough days. But really it has to be about relishing the challenge. The challenge I've set myself. I've no-one else to blame.

I caused this so I better go and enjoy it.
To a new focus, and targeted training.
Here we go.

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