Never Enough

Last year I did my first (and only) triathlon. In a little more than two weeks (two weeks!) I will attempt my second. I am working hard to manage my own expectations since I won't have had a ton of time to train. The thing I really like about triathlon training is how energized I feel. I really enjoy the variety of exercises - mixing up the swim, the bike, the run leaves me feeling very loose. If I wake up one morning and just don't feel like running I can bike or swim without the guilt or the 'shoulda-wouldas.'

However, I am feeling that old feeling creeping in that is the only real downside of triathlon training for me.... the feeling that I am not doing enough. Touching each sport twice a week leaves me with the feeling that I am not working hard enough, not doing enough. I suppose it isn't surprising that internal narrative is not exclusive to my exercise program. With a demanding job, a husband I adore, children who might just be the most delightful creatures on Earth the feeling of never enough invades my tightly choreographed days far too often. This week I am struggling with how to break that tape in all aspects of my life.