Hit the Brick Wall…

“A little slow out of the gates, what happened to ‘Look out 2013’…suck it up princess,” sighed Moll.  “It’s the price of aging…older, greyer and slower and its nonsense to try and keep up with the thirty something’s.  Why can’t you accept that your mind is willing but your body is aging?”

The continuous year-round training has taken a mental and physical toll.  Athena is going to quit the bike/swim/run.  There is no inspiration to train, no motivation to enter events and most notably no aspirations to do anything physical.

To quit anything is a hard decision…it means giving up, it means not living up to self-proclaimed expectations it means closing the door.  There is a certainty a final realization of ‘ending’.  There is also guilt and regret.  Guilt that there wasn’t enough work put into the decision to quit and regret in that there will never be the knowledge of what happened if ‘quit’ had not occurred. 

“The agony is the most difficult part, “whined Athena “and I’m so tired of whining to Stephanie about how discouraged I am.  I can read her thoughts in the emails…she’s tired of my complaining and would prefer that I made a decision to commit or not commit.”

“I promised myself that I would continue the workouts until the end of May and then I’ll decide.” explained Athena.  “At least I would have given it my best attempt and I will not have any regrets.”