Myself Again

So people who knew me in Austin and the tri club members at school never had to ask, why are you doing an Ironman? The Amy in those places was always on the go, ready for anything, with lots of energy. But somehow in the move across country to a place where I didn't know anyone or anything about, that Amy got lost. The new Amy was/is unconfident, lazy, unenergetic, unmotivated, and whiny. People here ask me why I'm doing an Ironman and I stumble over my response. I never had to explain it before. But FINALLY I think the old Amy is starting to come back. Solid 80 mostly hilly miles on the bike yesterday and there was no time during the ride that I wanted to get off and throw my bike down. And then I had a good swim. And today I ran 17.5 miles at a sub 9 minute pace despite feeling dehydrated/out of fuel for the last 4 miles. And I even went out and biked 20 more miles! Like unscheduled, easy ride. Now THIS is the Amy I remember. The Amy I liked. Only downside now might be that there is no Pat or Chris here to scold me for doing too much and not resting. Though I hope that this Amy does stick around for awhile. I hate feeling lethargic.

Next week I am thinking about doing a relatively flat century somewhere about 1 hour-ish northwest-ish of here. It would be my first organized century and my first flat-ish long ride. Even though Saturday was the first ride in awhile in which I didn't hate the hills, it'd be nice for a change in terrain.