Empty

Now that Ironman is over, I can't help but feel empty.

Before the race, there was excitement, anxiety, a sense of the unknown. There were those long training rides on the weekends, the long runs, the (not-so-often) swims. There was a sense of purpose.

Now, nothing.

After the euphoria of finishing an Ironman has subsided, a feeling of emptiness has taken over. It's back to the daily grind of work, work, work. And all the while, the bike hangs in the bike room, the running shoes chucked away into a corner somewhere (come to think of it, where are my running shoes???), and the calories pile on.

Sure, there is next year's Ironman to look forward to (yes, I've decided to go for it), as well as the regular OD races, but for now, they just seem so far away and there's no real reason to jump on the bike or go for a run or swim laps.

Judging from the lack of updates on everyone else's blog, looks like they're all feeling the same way too.

I guess this is what they call the post-race blues. Maybe we should set up a support group, like triathletes anonymous or something. Who's in?