But I really miss it. I MISS the teamwork. I miss the sport. And, as I met my husband at the age of 18 on the soccer field, I certainly miss playing with him. Our early years together revolved around soccer.
At the tender age of 37, we still play sports, but not together. He still plays soccer and does crossfit. He loves his communities and teammates. He does, though, know that soccer is rapidly coming to a close, and he is trying to find some things to replace that hole that will be there when he no longer plays.
I still mostly swim/bike/run, and I have found myself being more and more isolated with solo training the past few years. And lately, I have not liked it. I have not liked the isolation I feel now with training and racing. I have definitely been on the search for the past year, but I don't know what I am searching for. Friends? Adventure? A team? A new goal? Awakening old goals? All of the above? I need some sort of athletic renewal, but I can't quite put my finger on it. I haven't been coached for a while now. I have not had much success with triathlon the past few years. I haven't had any injuries, per se, but I have certainly noticed physical changes since I had Isla that aren't to my athletic benefit. Or is it that I am slowly approaching 40? I still love what I do at its core, but it is obvious that I have been a bit off in my training and racing.
Dave signed up for a Spartan Race Sprint to try something new. I have never had a interest in Spartan racing, and I was going to go and cheer him on. A few months passed, and Dave couldn't find anyone to run the race with him, and I thought, why not? I'll already be there. I can be one and done if I hate it.
So, we went to our first Spartan Race as a couple. We made a date out of it, and Isla stayed at Papaw's house for the night while Dave and I stayed at the Lylewood Inn Bed and Breakfast near the race. (It is in the middle of NOWHERE- but totally worth it. It was the best date we have been on in years! Thanks Papaw!)
We decided to run it separately and not wait on each other, because Dave is super strong, but honestly I knew I would be doing a ton of burpees for not completing obstacles (you do 30 for every obstacle you fail). Before Isla, I worked super, duper hard to get a strong upper body and I could do real pullups. But now, I can't even do one. I was worried about doing this race. I hate to fail at things...well, more to the point, I hate to set myself up for failure, and entering an event like this felt like setting myself up to fail. But, I can run and I have a lot of endurance. And, I am in control of my attitude. So, I just went out there and decided to run strong and commit to doing a ton of burpees till I got to the finish line.
Dave and I started in an afternoon wave. (tip #1- start in as early of a wave as possible. The course will be in better condition and there will be less bottle necking). He immediately put a gap on me, and I was left to do my own race. I got over my first obstacle. And then my second. And then my third. I was doing it! Then we hit the walls, and I couldn't get over them. But guys would help me. (tip #2- be able to scale at least an 8-10 foot wall. There are NO places on the wall to use your feet. You must be able to jump the wall and get over with your upper body. It is not easy for us short women).
I was really doing well, with the help of guys on the walls. I did my first set of 30 burpees after an obstacle where I got 2/3 across and then fell off. (Dave also did burpees here too!) I actually had a really fast first half according to the timing mats when compared to the fastest girls. I was up there! It was clear that my strength in the race was endurance, running ability, and agility. My weakness was pure, raw upper body strength and jumping. (Sadly enough, I can't jump at all since my soccer days and knee surgery. It hurts to do even a small box jump; therefor, I don't ever practice jumping anymore.)
When I got to this sandbag carry/creek climb midway through, there was a huge bottle neck just due to the condition of the course. Dave looked back and saw me, and like the awesome man that he is, he helped probably 20 people get up the ravine (it was impossible to do solo with the condition of the course), and waited for me. What an awesome husband. We completed the rest of the course together, just laughing and having a great time. We realized that the course had become super congested and we weren't going to be able to be competitive with our time anymore. So, we relaxed and had fun. He helped me get up some tough climbs, and I pushed him on other obstacles. (tip #3- wear some turf/cleat type running shoes. I didn't, but definitely will next time!)
I failed my last 3 obstacles: rope climb, weighted pull down (I actually did teamwork on this so did not have to do burpees, but I can't complete it solo), spear throw. I don't know if I can climb a rope (no knots, wet and raining) as I couldn't even try I was so nauseous from the previous obstacle. I definitely cannot pull the weight down- I didn't ask how much it was, but it weighed more than I do for sure. And the spear throw is a crap shoot.
But, I am good at burpees! Dave couldn't believe how fast I knocked them out. I did a total of 90 on the day. Yikes!
And last tip #4- wear tight clothes. My Wattie Ink tri shorts and Enell bra were perfect. You don't want anything bouncing around or loose. You will be swimming through mud, so keep it tight and to a minimum.
And I am going to start working on my pull ups again. I am determined to scale the walls by myself next time. I am going to answer the challenge!
But the main things I got out of the day were a renewed sense of love for my husband and our journey together...
and the desire to keep racing. I sure do love it. We all go through peaks and valleys, but I LOVE being out there and facing any sort of challenge.
Next up- the road race series half marathons. I'll just do my best.
Wades Adventure 18 miler, because I have always wanted to do this race.
And the Bellringer 50k. Time to mark the 50k goal off of my list!
