But I'm making a comeback, people!
Today I was finally able to load more weight on at lifting. And I was fine. I even felt like I could do more. Do you know how good that feels? A measurable, trackable representation that you're getting better and recovering? SO GOOD. The feeling that you've got control and power over your body, even after sickness and the fact that it's 7am is unbeatable.
Yesterday we had our first 2k tests. I didn't do as well as I would've liked (especially after I was far away from Claire's best), but I learned something from it. Or, at least, Ashley did and made a really good observation. I didn't hit my potential because I like control. I've not yet given myself permission to hit that tipping point of insanity and power that you need to on a sprint. I've never had trouble letting go on a boat, because when I'm there, my competitiveness and my loyalty to my teammates takes over. On an erg, I've yet to just let it all go and hit the numbers I want.
Next time.
Also, can I point out that it is SUNNY AGAIN in Ithaca? It is turning everyone into crazies. You go through a winter of cloudy skies and 20 degree weather, and when it hits forty, the shorts and flip flops are dragged out. I love me some flip flops, but I have a line. And it is far above 40 degrees. But let me tell you, I am loving this weather.
I promise next post I'll lay off on the sport nerdiness. Maybe.
