I’m not saying I’m Superman. I’m not cut. I’m not the strongest or the fastest guy around. But I am in the best shape of my life. My endurance is high. I’m lifting more than I’ve ever lifted. I’m decently fast. But man, after my first swim workout, I felt like a little pansy.

I have decided that my big 2018 goal will be a full Ironman triathlon. That’s a 2.4 mile swim, a 112-mile bike ride and a full 26.2 mile marathon run. That’s insanity, given that I don’t bike and I have no idea how to really swim. I must start somewhere, so I’m going to do a Half Ironman this October with the Charleston Sprint Series, five small triathlon events, in the months leading up to the Ironman. That means I have to start swimming and biking right now.

I started swimming on Friday with F3 Summerville’s swim group, Tsunami. For 45 minutes I tried my best to swim laps back and forth as F3 brother and swimming expert, Speedo, tried teaching me proper technique. Let’s just say that it did not go well and I swallowed enough chlorine for my food, coffee and beer to taste chlorinated for the rest of the day.

Swim training continues this week as I lay off the running a bit, tapering for this weekend’s Charleston Marathon. Yep, another full marathon as I take revenge on that son of a bitch course that kicked my ass last year.

I’m also back in full GORUCK training mode. I have a double Light event and then the Fort Bragg Heavy in February. All that is hard core training for what will be the toughest event of my life, an F3 Custom Heavy Heavy, in April.

I’m feeling good. My back is feeling a lot better. I have energy. I got my mind right. I do have a little cold but, hell, it’s never going to be perfect and that’s expected with these 50-degree temperature swings.

Keep me in your prayers on Saturday. Marathons suck and this one is sure to really suck. It’s time to embrace the suck again.

Push Harder!

W.