12 Weeks for 10 Days.

12 Weeks for 10 Days... that is my motto of the week. I have 12 weeks left of my training and the reward and payoff will be 10 days in paradise... and this week,  that is what is motivating me - not just with training but at work also. 


I've been training for this tri for about a month now - and by no means are we into the bulk (or really even the start) of the training. I know that as I continue down this path, it is going to become more intense, and I am prepared for it. I feel I have a good base - but I know that that is not going to get me across the finish line. There is a lot of work left and I am prepared and motivated to do it. 


There are so many things that I don't know about triathlons and I want to do really well. I plan on continuing to training hard, but when it comes down to it, this will be the first time that I've done this and I am sure that there will be lots of room to improve. Part of me wishes that there would be time to do a sprint before the actual race just so I can have some of the silly questions answered and have at least an idea of what to expect. 


I know how many unknowns there were with the first marathon - and a lot of that was just not knowing if I could finish. With this, I know I can finish - the difference is, I want to finish well. I really want to kick ass and I am prepared to train hard for this - not just because the payoff will be spectacular, but because this race has so many meanings to me.  

I am doing this race not for me, but to honor John - and I want to make him proud because without him, I most likely wouldn't have finished (or possibly even started) the first race and I probably wouldn't have continued with TNT if he hadn't been such a big factor in my Nashville experience... and I want to do well in this race as a way to honor him.

Obviously, I want to fundraise as much as I can in honor of him, but that is others giving in his memory - and finishing this race is MY way of doing something from me, for him. I don't know... it makes sense in my head (well, most things do) :)

Anyway -there are 12 weeks left and my mind is a float with how amazing it will be to go back to Hawaii - but I also know that I have business to do there. I want to look forward to the end, but I have to get to the start first.

And each time I am dreading getting into the pool, or out to run, or on the bike, I have to think of what will be at the end. And please don't get me wrong, I LOVED the Tiffany necklace that I got at the end of San Francisco, but I know that what awaits me at the end of this race is something so much better... the clear, blue, perfect Pacific Ocean.