the wall

camp finished up strong.  i surprised myself for most of the four days we were there.  i do so much better when the pressure is on, always have, in every facet of my life. camp was no exception.   i went into the experience with the expectation of leaving with nothing more than a few sore muscles and a mental view of the course.  what i took away was much more than that.

nervous energy helped me through  6 am swims, 50 mile bike rides, and trail runs. (and that was just day 1) i discovered that pacing myself is not, in fact, going to be my arch enemy.  my biggest or shall i say steepest hurdle will be that of the wall, before the wall and the wall itself.  my redundancy is deliberate. the wall is a name given lovingly by the st george locals to a climb that is done on the bike.  it has been said that ironman st george is the most difficult ironman distance course in the world.  so my newest fear is not completing destroying my legs in the bike portion and making a liar of myself with running as  "my strength".  I feel mentally prepared and really that is 80% of it (in my humble opinion).  the scenery is breathtaking and although this has been an emotional journey all together.  while riding solo on parts of the course i had time to reflect.

thank you my new wonderful amazing friends.  thank you everyone at camp for teaching me that athleticism isn't just about "being prepared" its about overcoming your own demons, your own fears, beating whatever brought you down, its about spite (yes just a little), its about discovering your self worth, its about finishing what you started.