I started working to complete the Branson 70.3 in February. In the process, I lost 25 pounds, I set several personal records, I upset my wife with my schedule, I annoyed her with hours of conversation about training, I grew, and I learned about myself.
I wasn’t trying to do anything more than beat the cut off time. My plan very simple and very plain. I wanted to get out of the water in 1 hour. I wanted to bike for no more than 4 hours. I hoped to give myself 3 hours for the half marathon at the end.
I didn’t want to write this right way because I didn’t want my fresh emotions to have too much impact on what really happened.
By the time race week came, Jillian had pretty much reached her limit. The race was on Sunday. Bike checking and athlete information meeting was on Saturday. Going down on Friday was absolutely out of the question.
….I stopped writing for a few weeks….
It’s been over a month and the emotions are still there. I thought I was okay with not finishing, but I’m not. It was a hard race, I felt good until throwing up on the run. I just had another “fail” at KC Marathon. I know now that I need to figure out my diet and nutrition.
It was a DNF. If I want to do better next year, or even be able to do anything next year, I have to get Jillian on board. Last year was so much more fun when I was training with her.
