As I sipped my Hoegaarden beer with my friend Bill on Saturday night, I watched the clock pass 1am. It was another fun night out with friends -- this time at DeVere's Irish Pub . Catching up on the week. Meeting a bunch of fun, new people. And multiple bartenders sought me out to give me a "regulars" loyalty card -- thanks, Steve and Courtney! -- but had I visited the bar that often and drank that much to acquire that status?
In any case, I began anticipating the next 20 weeks of training, and I realized how this social aspect of my life would slowly get placed on hold. My social life faded into nothing while training in 2009 for Ironman Arizona (my life at that time consisted of: eat, sleep, work, train), and I began picturing how this would occur over the next five months.
Luckily, I don't think my weekend training sessions for AR50 will be as grueling, time-wise, as my Ironman weekend training sessions. Near the end of training, those Ironman weekends involved close to 7 or 8 hours of training on Saturday and Sunday. This time, I think at its peak, my training will involve a 30s-ish mile run on Saturday, followed by a 20s-ish mile run on Sunday -- which can be accomplished in 4-5 hours each day. That's a lot of time, but not as much as 7 or 8 hour sessions.
"Cheers!" I told Bill and a few other folks, holding my glass of beer up high, and taking a sip to a fading future social life, but also to the onset of new, exciting challenges.
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