17 hours ago
"...In the end, people either have excuses or experiences; reasons or results; buts or
brilliance. They either have what they wanted or they have a detailed list of all the rational reasons why not."
~ Anonymous (taken from Matt Erbele's, It Takes Time to Get Good)
Friday, February 6, 2009
Week 6: Pity Party. Table for 1.
Sunday: Long Ride (40 miles with climbing) characterized by throbbing in jaw and shooting pain to inner ear.
Monday: Emergency oral surgery , which was followed by a truly outstanding performance by yours truly at Parent Night. "I wuth likth to wulcome yuth awl to AP biololly."
Tuesday/Thursday: At swim Masters, my lane buddy is leaving the pool as I arrive. The pansy bastard has dropped down to pre-masters and left me to the short lane alone. The real swimmers remain circle swimming 3 to lane, while I loll around in my double wide lane alone, as if slowness was contagious.
Friday: Rest day, kind of. Worked 15 hours, my jaw is killing me unless an unearthly amount of Tylenol is taken, and I am scheduled to run 22 hilly miles tomorrow at the Woodside 35K trail run.
*Upside, I did all of my scheduled workouts except the one strength class I knew I would miss for Parent Night at school. I was a cranky bee-otch about most of them. Good thing I train alone.
Sorry, hopefully I will be more chipper after Woodside tomorrow.