The hardest part of training, for me, is getting out that front door. Once I do that, everything usually goes fine. It's just that one step over my own threshold that holds me back, often.
Today was one of those days. I was all set to go to the club to do my swim. I was all packed and ready, clothes laid out.
BUT I woke up and looked at that clock at 4 AM, then 5 AM, then 6AM, and soon it was too late to swim (before my husband leaves for work) and time to get my lazy carcass up and feed the girls.
I really need to start making a point of getting in bed earlier on a regular basis and getting my sleep cycle moved back a little so it's easier for me to haul my butt out of bed in the morning.
That Ironman finish depends on it! Count it as part of my training plan!
Oh, and speaking of the PLAN - in response to some questions - yes, I do have a plan for my training for the next ten months, but all the details are not typed in to the computer. I'll post about it some time soon. It's framed around five macro cycles over my full 50 weeks of training, the first of which concludes with my upcoming Goofy races.