After WEEKS of whiny workout notes and "I don't wannnnnna ride" mornings hiding under the covers, my cycling mojo finally poked its little head out of the ground yesterday AM for my last (sigh) ride before my race this weekend.
I had a decent ride, but it's easy to tell that my fitness has lost some depth. That feeling was magnified this morning on the run when, as usual, 45 seconds at race pace left me gasping and snorting and wondering how the F I'm going to do that for 2+ hours AFTER swimming and biking (spoiler: I'm not). Maybe I'll take bets on how badly I'll PW each distance. Ohhh, a BLOG CONTEST?! Sure, why not? Guess my times at each distance. Winner gets a beer/cupcake on me. Live far away? I'll mail you a pile of Gu. Hate Gu? How about a visor, un-sweated upon. Don't want to shade your precious eyes from the sun? Fine, I'll mail you Molly. Don't like golden retrievers? Then why, exactly, are you here?