Ok, here we go again, following an Achilles tendon rupture that happened back in August, I am starting a very slow process to build stamina and condition on the road to a half Iron man.
Frankly, I am not sure why I keep doing this, just like drugs that tell your brain that if you take them you will feel better, so many years doing exercise have probably convinced my brain that I can keep doing this.
The fact is the weight of the years that passed by is very telling, it’s so much harder to recover from injuries, harder to build condition, and especially harder to keep the focus and motivation.
Maybe is my way to try to show I can still compete with younger people? my way to tell people my age I can still kick ass? my way to try to stay relevant?, or to not feel as old as I am? who knows.
Anyway, for the first time, I will give my best to document the pain, tribulations, and occasional satisfactions.
Today was sooo hard, 2.75 miles that felt like 6, where my heart rate went to the roof for like 85% of the time!, new Garmin Fenix 6 (awesome), and great music by the war on drugs.