Every Workout Counts

Here's the deal. It's Friday, March 7. There are only 5 weeks until Ironman Arizona. That means 3 weeks of training, 2 weeks of taper. I started February with a leg injury, which stopped me from running for 2 weeks. Just as I was supposed to start running again. I got the flu. That put me completely out of commission for almost 3 weeks. Next thing you know, here I am in mid-March, with only 5 weeks to go, and I'm still trying to get back into the shape I was in 5 weeks prior.

I'm already one month behind.

Five weeks. 37 days to be exact. Five weeks sounds like a lot of time. 37 days sounds like I'm in big trouble.

At this point, I can't freak out. All I can do is focus. I can pray that my leg injury doesn't lay me up again. I can pray that I will have enough conditioning to get through this darn race. And while I'm praying and focusing, I need to exercise. Because at this point, with only 3 weeks of quality training, with only 37 days until the big show... at this point every workout counts.

Every step counts.
Every stroke counts.
Every beat counts.

As I geared up for Ironman Lake Placed a couple-a years ago, I laid out my schedule daily. I'm not a big fan of reading people's daily workouts - I find it boring. I'm assuming you do too. So let me apologize in advance. But sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do. Especially when you get to the point where I am. Where the clock says "t minus 37". Where every workout counts.