Terriblismic

So, yeah, I made up a word. So what? Shakespeare made up words and he was considered one of the greatest writers of all time. Get what I'm saying? Anyway, my word is pretty much just terrible with a funny ending. It means about the same thing, but is way more fun to say.

This new word also describes how I raced on Sunday at the Pigman Half Ironman - terriblismic. I had to make up a new word to describe how I raced. I think I used the word awful more than I have the past year in the hour after my race. I have ton of excuses as to why I did so terrible. My swim was awful, 12 minutes slower than my fastest swim this distance. My bike was okay, it was on the low end of acceptable. It would've been more acceptable had I not detonated on the run like I always do. First two year it was fecal explosions, this year...pussitis? I don't know, maybe I was a bit dehydrated or something because I just wasn't there mentally. I could not keep it together for the life of me. The first miles were cooking - 7 minute pace, and it felt like I could've kept it for all 13. Then, as usual, about mile 4 something hits me. I just got this monster headache and lost all mental capabilities. I could not focus on the life of me. I pretty much turned into a big baby right then and there and packed it in. I had hit my nutrition, so I thought. I didn't think I was overly tired, but...I have no idea. The run course is easy, but there is no shade whatsoever and no breeze through the river valley. Maybe I just fried out there? I am almost embarrassed to say how slow I went, but it was 5:20, a good 50 minutes slower than my fastest time. 4:30 is a legit, good time. 5:20 is a time that many people can achieve...women, fat people, old people, people that really aren't as good as me, little kids...you know, people that shouldn't beat me, a guy that probably trains too much. There in lies the problem, though, training too much is just like not training enough - its leads to shit performance. While I don't think I have been training too much because I have barely been training due to work and racing. Hell, I think I have raced every weekend since Ironman. I thought I was going to take 2-3 weeks off, and here I am racing every weekend. Doing too much racing for the base that got beat to hell during Ironman. Great way to recover, dude. I guess sometimes you have to get beat over the head before you finally heed warning. That being said, I guess I wont be hit over the head until next weekend when I attempt to throw down at Pella and South Bend for the Iowa and Indiana State Crit Championships. Hopefully a lot of R & R along with some training to maybe get back in the routine of things. Maybe that will jump start the powersticks? If not, I know a whole month where I don't have anything planned but football watching, beer drinking, causing trouble with the boys, and canoodling with the "old lady"....maybe that will do the trick?

Sorry if you were any of the aforementioned groups above - im just bitter that youre better than me. I'll get over it in time, trust me. Plus, this is the Internet...you can say whatever you want on it without repercussions, right?