Some days you have it, some days you don’t.
Yesterday, for me, was one of those days that I just…didn’t.
A disappointing seventh, with a bike and run collectively twenty minutes off my time from last year, when I placed 3rd, was my result at the Ironman 70.3 World Championships in Vegas.
Chalk it up to not being as mentally ‘in it’ as normal, allowing random stresses typical of daily life to infiltrate my usual game day focus and having been feeling a bit physically ‘off’ for a couple of days leading up to the big day.
I don’t want to write this post with the intention of appearing whiny or making excuses.
The conditions couldn’t have been more perfect. A nice hot day, which I love, no wind, and a pristine bike course and extremely spectator friendly run course.
My husband was there as well as my coach to cheer me on, but for whatever reason, I didn’t feel myself and, as a result, I didn’t execute what I am able to.
I think it’s important to write about the not so good days just as much as the great days. When I read about other athletes having a less than perfect race, I feel it makes it easier to identify with, as opposed to someone who presents themselves as always winning.
At any rate, I went through all the emotions including being frustrated, then sad and now I’ve pretty much turned it into a roaring fire in the belly for my next race, Ironman World Championships in Kona.
Watch this space!