So I am resurrecting the blog to tell the tale of the road to Ironman. Originally I was planning to doing a full Ironman this year, for my 40th birthday. Last fall my coach was brutally honest with me (I guess I pay him to be that on top of the other things) and said I wouldn't be able to make the cutoffs, especially if anything went wrong (which is likely). So I decided to postpone until the 10th anniversary of my diabetes diagnosis since this is why I started all of this in the first place and take three years to train hard and get faster. In January I started the serious training. My running coach became my tri coach, and I started working with a swim coach. Training intensity picked up and my bike rides went from rides to training. I had to start doing them on the bike trainer instead of a spin bike or stationary bike. I HATED the bike trainer, but I needed to suck it up. Sometime in the spring I found someone selling a better trainer for a really great price and snag