It happened just like that ....
I was ready to scrap this season. Honestly, scrap all of it. I reached my goals. To do an Ironman and the Boston Marathon. Last week I was ready call it quits. Done. FINISHED. NO MORE. Spend Saturday and Sunday mornings sleeping in and eating pancakes with my family. After all I waited 15 years for kids. Did it really make sense not to be at home with them on the week-ends.
I prayed about it and felt a great peace with the idea of not riding anymore and just swimming and running occasionally.
But today, at about 4:30 p.m. that all changed. I won't drag this on. I will just say that I was standing with 2 other moms at a birthday party and I felt like a fog was lifted. The competative life was breathed back into me.
It was a good feeling. :)