As I trained for my Ironman triathlon in 2011, I had some wonderful friends who helped instill a simple message into my heart:
“Keep moving forward.”
I repeated that mantra over and over and over to myself on grueling training walks/jogs, bike rides and swims that I sometimes didn’t want to begin and often didn’t feel like finishing. But I did anyway. I had to. Keep moving forward wasn’t just a saying — it was my mission. It wasn’t just in my head — it was in my heart.
I repeated that phrase over and over and over for 140.6 miles on the day of my Ironman. Keep moving forward. Keep moving forward. Keep moving forward.
On the swim in freezing cold water (in the mid-50s) Lake Coeur d’Alene for 2.4 miles: swim…get kicked and hit….brrrr….keep moving forward…..arms are tired….keep moving forward….swim….get kicked….swim….