Thus endeth the hardest weekend of my IM buildup. 100 miles on the bike Saturday followed by a 20 minute run, and a 2:50 run today (Sunday). There's not enough advil in the world to make the pain go away, so I've decided not to go swimming.

In my last 44 years on earth, never did I expect to hear the following statement: "You have mitral valve regurgitation," or "there's a problem with your heart." Apparently, this is the newest disaster list item. Is it a disaster? I don't know. I would normally consider heart disease or heart failure a disaster.

...You have one more hard workout before an easy week and you can't motivate yourself to walk out the door.

How is it that I managed to ride my bike trainer for 5 hours yesterday, a feat that is mind-boggling even for me (someone who's done it before), and today I can't get psyched for a 2:45 run? It's the last hard day of three hard weeks. Next week I get to take it easy and recover. All I have to do is get through today's run. Why is that so difficult? And I only drank a small amount of alcohol last night, knowing I had a long run today.