Real stress is not that nagging feeling you should be running, swimming or cycling as you sit watching TV.
Real stress is not the need to produce a mildly amusing (in the right conditions i.e. half drunk) erratic blog.
Real stress is a day like yesterday
As some of you might know my wife is 19 weeks pregnant. Yesterday we had the big scan. The scan where they check the baby is growing as it should.
I am not normally a stressed kind of guy. Getting ready to swim in my first mini tri, knowing that I was woefully under prepared and had a fair chance of drowning, I was not stressed. Stupid yes but not stressed.
Yesterday I was stressed.
I laughed, I cried and I saw my child. Everything went well (we still need to get official confirmation but so far so good). It was truly an unforgettable experience.
I have not completed an Ironman but I am sure nothing compares to days like yesterday.
Going through some of my recent posts this blog seems to be less about training the more actual training I do (I have swam almost everyday this week and the hammy is almost back)
Funny how things in your life seem to take precedence