Whirlwind! (Training in Lanzarote)

There has been a lot of wind in my life of late. The winds of change have blown through my life, and (although happy) I'm still coming to terms with the change in outlook from training being my central focus, to work taking on a much bigger part.

Then there are the winds of Norfolk, my new home. My explorations so far suggest that the whole county is a giant wind tunnel.

And then, my current location, a training holiday in the winds and hills of Lanzarote.

I arrived exhausted, with big expectations on myself. My training has been a little interrupted this past several weeks, with the moving and settling into Norfolk and a new job. This ten days is a chance to get some quality training in, and in my mind make up for the last several patchy weeks. No pressure.

An afternoon and three full days later I am amazed at what I've achieved: a 4.5km swim, a 15km run, a 70km cycle, a 3.8km swim, a 200km cycle - solo (including 1 big climb), a 110km cycle (including 2.5 big climbs).

I'm really happy with all of this, but I'm also looking at what I've not done so far. I missed a swim this morning (because with the loss of an hour from daylight saving change, and exhaustion from the ride I decided to sleep), and then skipped my run when I got back (again, exhausted, but now I feel lazy). I'm worried that I won't achieve what I've set out to achieve (this is a common theme is my life- fear of failure, despite success and failure not being clearly defined).

So, I have seven more days to train. One of those is a rest day! It's time to get a good night of sleep, and wake up tomorrow raring to go. I also need to remember I'm here, and doing all this training malarkey for fun. Yes I need to train with structure and intent, but I need to remember that this is for me, and if keeping a smile on my face is my number one priority.