Winter woes and wonders-Winter 2016

Winter in the Mid-Atlantic states can be both a curse and a blessing. The days can be bright and crisp or dark and long. The choice is how do we use this the time.

Since my birthday is in the winter, I decided to use it as a time to re-assess and re-evaluate my triathlon/fitness goals. So I thought, now is the time for you to do WORK.

I signed up for a virtual Ironman in a month Challenge. This gave me the freedom to complete 140.6 of swimming, biking and running over one month. Since I don't like races, I found this challenge to be perfect for me. I made a workout schedule/training program to help me successfully complete the challenge.

I posted everyday on the Ironman Challenge FB page and saw how much progress I had made each day. The support of the participants was amazing. Perfect strangers encouraging each other along during the challenge. I loved that. The positive energy was infectious. I did this challenge in November 2015 and January 2016.

I learned there is power in a common goal and purpose. Also, I learned that internal feedback is the best feedback. In those dark moments, when I thought I can't swim, bike or run anymore; I learned I can.

Mind shift: Think you can and you will.

Photo: Thanks to all of my virtual teammates.

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