leading out of the water at Wildflower
This year has started off with a lot of challenges. After racing Panama on January 31st I came back to Boulder and I was sick for an entire month. It was frustrating because all I wanted to do was prepare for the season but my body did not want to function properly. The entire month of January I basically wasn’t sleeping. I would go 3-4 days without ever falling asleep and I was trying to train normally and told myself I was just being crazy. I pushed through; raced Panama but did terribly, and then came back and was plagued with sickness.
I decided to not race IRONMAN 70.3 Monterrey in March because I was not ready. The sleeping issues continued and I got sick again in March so I decided not to race IRONMAN 70.3 New Orleans and instead go back home to Charleston, South Carolina to help my mom post-surgery and to simply recharge. Obviously my body was telling me something and I thought it was best to leave altitude and the triathlon scene to be at home with my family. While I was home I started sleeping better but only because I was loading up on sleep aids every night.
From Charleston I went to Clermont, FL to see my best friend and to have a short prep in the heat for St. Anthony’s Triathlon. Once again, my sleeping pattern was screwed so I tried meditation, cutting back on coffee, and trying to just relax. I went to St. Anthony’s and I did not sleep one minute the Friday and Saturday before the race. Somehow on race day I pulled together a decent result (3rd), finishing just behind Rinny, but I was not happy with my performance.
I got a crazy idea to sign up for Wildflower 6 days later as it looked like a fun experience and I wanted to get a better result. The week leading to Wildflower I slept 2 nights and then I did not sleep for 3 days before the race. When I say no sleeping, I do not mean waking up a lot and being restless. I literally did not sleep at all the days leading up to the race. I probably had the worst race of my career on Saturday at Wildflower but was shocked I even finished.
Right now I am pretty broken down. I have no idea what is going on with my body. I wish it was an injury that I could rehab or something that I could be proactive with and actually fix. Unfortunately, I have no control over my brain and falling asleep. When Ambien doesn’t knock you out then you know you have a problem. I am seeing a specialist in Boulder and hopefully we find something in my lab work that pinpoints an issue that I can actively fix.
I will not race Chattanooga 70.3 and instead I will focus on getting healthy, mentally recharged, and fit in time for Escape from Alcatraz.
Thank you for the support even in the hard times!
the path is never straight, but we keep moving forward