We are what we think. Have you ever heard of Masaru Emoto? He's a Japanese scientist and doctor who has done extensive research with water, specifically water crystals. He discovered that water molecules are impacted by our thoughts, words and feelings. He has captured astonishingly clear pictures of water crystals as they are exposed to different music, words, and emotions. When those words and emotions are positive - love, gratitude - the crystals are beautiful. When the words and emotions are negative, the crystals are deformed and even sinister. The Hidden Messages in Water. It's a pretty interesting body of work. And as he points out - we are almost all water...so we are what we think. Such an important concept to grasp. And so relevant to everything we do.
So that brings me to this last week. The mind has an amazing ability to play tricks on you. Like seriously - I've been through this before, a few times, you'd think I would know better. But I'm sitting there on my bike at 5:30 am on Tuesday morning, and I really started thinking - man I suck, I don't think I can do this, what was I thinking signing up for Ironman, I don't know if I have what it takes...blah blah blah. I just could barely do anything, and it seemed pretty easy to forget everything I have done. Wednesday's run wasn't much better. Then Thursday I got sick. Not a head cold, or stomach thing, or anything like that - just literally NO energy. I walked into an 8am meeting and Anne told me I looked pretty grey. I felt pretty grey to be honest. I had woken up for swimming, but knew I wouldn't be able to do it so went back to sleep. I left work early, and really thought I would go do strength and spin but just did not feel well at all. During this time coincidentally, I had also stopped thinking so negatively about my training and my fitness level, and reminded myself that I have been through this and I know this is normal. And that it is going to get worse. So I just have to turn myself around, pull up my boot straps, and trust in the process. Zimmer knows what he's doing - lord knows I've doubted him before, and every time I get to my A race, it all falls into place.
Sure enough, the remaining workouts this week were pretty good. Friday was a scheduled rest day, and I decided that it was best to leave it that way, rather than trying to make up Thursday's workouts. My long run on Saturday - purposefully very hilly to replicate San Juan - was actually pretty good. And today's ride outside was good too. Glad to finally get outside on the bike. Now I am sure the turnaround was in part a result of it getting a few days rest, but I think I am also just as sure that without letting go of some of the negativity I was holding, rest wouldn't have helped much.
So, I've got my positive attitude on and I am ready to take on this week. What's in store for me?
- 15:40 training hours - GASP - biggest week ever. (I have a feeling I'll be saying this a lot this year). This of course means at least 30 hours of time, if not more, with prep, travel, cool down, etc.
- Closing on the new house - yes FINALLY. Fannie Mae & her lawyers finally got through their stuff and we are supposedly closing tomorrow. Of course this means there is NO WAY I can get the new laundry room floor in before the move. So I've accepted that as "out of my control".
- Packing and moving. Yep, this week. Oh, and find a mover to move me on Friday. lol. Oh, and get utilities hooked up. Oh, and paint the walls back to primer, and clean the old place, and all that goes with that. Oh, and buy a refrigerator.
- Oh right - and work. Which is getting pretty busy again.
Ya, I'll be tired come Sunday. But we are what we think. And that I can control. So to that end - now it's bedtime...gotta get up early for the first session of our new SF Masters class where Tracy is gonna kick my butt.
Happy training. And make those water molecules beautiful, eh!
Kat
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