Mr. T. finished his fourth (and final) 70.3 race for 2013 while the kids and I held down the fort. He ended with his best finishing time yet, and he had nothing but exhausted smiles for everyone upon his return home, knowing he had met his goals for the summer. We all proudly welcomed him home and all but held a parade in his honor.
Our trainer-friends, the experienced ironmen, tell us we need to take some sort of an offseason to a) let our bodies and minds heal from the regular season and b) find a hunger to workout harder in the next season. Usually this kind of non-activity drives Mr. T. a little crazy (which in turns drives the rest of the Troxells a little crazy), but he mitigated this stir crazy feeling a little by pushing himself hard on his last race. Consequently, he woke up walking like an old man the day after the race, and several days passed before the muscle soreness subsided. Let's just say working out did not appeal to him.
Other than his weekly gab & swim session late Wednesday night, Jason spent the week playing with and watching awesome kids (in between the income-earning job sessions).
The off season offers a bunch of opportunities that regular training sessions won't, and I personally am looking forward to them. It means shorter regular sessions to begin base building for me, and as many "social workouts" to keep connecting with those who share the same love.
Oh yeah, and it means trying a few new recipes as well. We received a gift in the mail today from one of our triathlete friends who happens to be a trained chef (and an aspiring IM himself). Looks like I have some cooking to do in the new few months. :-)
