I think it’s fascinating, the way your body and your mind work together (or against each other). This whole Ironman training has often been about this: what I think I can do versus what my body can really do. So often, the mind says one thing that has little to do with what the body is willing and able to do.
Since we found out the water temperature was going to be colder than expected, I’ve been making a point to swim colder (I wear my sleeveless top, and I begin swimming without easing into the water). Coach Amy has us do some swims where we start out strong, and it’s amazing how quickly my heart rate climbs. Woosh! There it goes–and all of a sudden, I feel like I can’t breathe. This is a smart thing to practice; it happened at PlayTri and caught me completely off-guard. I had never felt like that before. There, it was the combination of cold (both outside and water temp), jumping in off the platform, and almost immediately starting.
The funny thing about today was that I found myself discombobulated by the bubbles.
Do You Breathe Underwater?
See…it’s entirely psychological. Yes, there are physiological things going on, but what makes it feel yucky is the psychological. My mind doesn’t want me to do half the things I’m doing lately, it seems. Recognizing this has made me realize all the things my so-called “logical” brain has talked me out of over the last few years.
I have been my own worst enemy.
Seismic shift–I need to be my own best fan.
I ran so much better today with Cathy. It sure wasn’t any cooler (we were running late in the morning; I forgot to sunscreen the back of my neck, and you should see it), the route wasn’t any easier (Barton Hills…but she spared me Wilke), and I wasn’t any more rested.
Yet falling in step with my friend made it all seem so much easier.