I can't believe the race is only 9 days away. It's mind boggling to think about it. Everything for the last year has been focused on what's going to happen 9 days from now. This is pretty wild. I mean I've built on training for 2 successive marathons which was 15 months of training. Of course, this totally burnt me out on running and sent me screaming like a little girl to cycling. This started me down the road to being able to do at least two disciplines and now I've added swimming and I'm almost there. If I finish the Ironman, there is only one other childhood athletic event that I've always wanted to do. It's probably because it just happened to go through my hometown each summer, (dun-dun-duuun!!) STP. The one day 200 mile ride would be awesome although sitting in the saddle for over 10 hours would be brutal.
As well I'm only 10 days away from the release of the obese shut-in couch potato laying dormant inside of me.
Yep that will be me by December. Instead of the typical "How to lose 10 lbs in 2 days" inspirational books, I'll be writing, "How to gain 10lbs in 2 days!". I went from a size 30 waist to 70 in just 3 months eating nothing but Frito-lay products. I'm sure you'll see a rise in the Frito-lay stock so don't sell it short right now, buy while it's still cheap.
There is a big thing that would kill all my eating dreams which I have just a "glint" of hope in doing is making it to the big dance in Hawaii. The Ironman World Championships in Kona! You have to qualify. Each age group gets a certain number of qualifiers but I'd have to do something special on the 24th to get close enough to the top of my age group for a shot. It will come all down to the run. If I will be able to go fast enough to pull back enough competitors in my age group who swim and bike faster than me but suffering the during the marathon. We'll see...
9 days...
dude, if you do the STP I will quite possibly have to personally beat the #$^* out of you. I hated that thing. Those bikers were always complete a-holes and I still hate them. Would not let me get off the highway to my house...or back onto the highway from it. Decided my lawn was a great place for their picnics and trash. And a couple times, urine. They ride like 6 people wide, closing off one lane and often one lane each way. I swear, if I still lived there, by now the day of the STP I would have scattered boxes of nails in front of my house. At least the almost as hated Hood to Coast had the good sense to keep most of their route off the highway that bisected town. But the STP and their lane-clogging jerks? Say it ain't so, bro.
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When do you fly north? Boy, am I glad I live in a cul-de-sac. ;o)
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