Call it a comeback! This weekend I can finally say I felt like myself, Monica Maria Rosa. Also known as Mo, Moma, Le Mo, Le Monique, Momo… I have a lot of nicknames. It’s been a very frustrating few weeks because I really learned how much of my conditioning I’d lost. I spent a good three months on “off season.” That doesn’t happen here in Miami, where we pretty much train year round. At the end of last season I was drained physically, emotionally, and mentally. I trained through absolute exhaustion and led to a burn out. I didn’t want to hear the words swim, bike, run, or race. I’m still angry with myself for letting this happen but you live, learn, and comeback! I’ve promised myself that I won’t allow anything or anyone let me get there again.
Our Saturday morning ride started like any other, Mo getting dropped. I’ve come to terms with it. But this time it was different cause I wasn’t going to stay behind. I found another group and went along for the ride. As their pace creeped up to speeds I’ve never reached before, I started catching groups that had left me behind. Lungs and legs burning, I was going to stick with them. Long story short, I made it back to the store 25 minutes faster than last week. I got off my bike and did a little dance, last week I got off with anger and frustration. Progress.
For me it was Sunday‘s run that left me focused. I felt so great running, I ran 15 minutes more than planned. If you read my last post, you know this is rare…or nonexistent. I ran longer and faster than I have in months and it felt damn good. I kept pushing cause I would much rather focus on the pain than my thoughts. I kept going cause I didn’t want to stop. It was a beach run, I was in my place. They almost sent out the search party. What made the day perfect was breakfast with some of my favorites and then some quality time with my toes in the sand.
The last few weeks had me angry with the decisions I had made. This weekend left me motivated and determined. I’ve regained my focus. ~ Adding Mo Miles
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