After competing 3 Ironman length distance races in a calendar year, as of October 15th, 2017 I was done. DONE. D-O-N-E with Ironman training. By that time it had been a solid 2 years of training or racing Ironman. I was training peaks addict. I was a slave to my coach's instruction. I woke up every morning and my first thought was, "What training do I have today?" I wasn't quite burnt out, but I had definitely forgotten how to live my life any other way, all while adamantly maintaining I don't take triathlon "THAT" seriously. Just like I try to tell people I'm not "that" competitive. So when I completed Kona and realized my season was over, and came to the conclusion that if I want to keep this endurance lifestyle up my whole life I needed to maybe not do an Ironman race every 3-4 months on average, I literally had forgotten how to be a normal person. With a blank training peaks schedule and no races on the horizon, I found myself on the ...
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