Where did the time go?
It seems like just yesterday I set my desktop counter down and there were three digits worth of days left to my first Half Ironman. I cringed when it dropped to double digits. Now, I watch the days dwindle. Sure, there's over a month left, but it feels like it's right on top of me.
And that scares the hell out of me.
I've been pretty silent around here. I think I hit the point all bloggers go through - where I think everyone is just tired of hearing about how many miles I've swam/biked/ran. How my body's not changing like I 'hoped' it would. General frustrations.
This weekend we're doing the "Augusta Preview" group ride. I keep thinking I'll feel better about Augusta after I've seen the ride. I've got to do some nutritional planning before I head out - can't bonk like I did last weekend.
Oh! I did manage to snag a blog-give away from Wes. I won some Lady Anti-Monkey Butt! I'm going to try it out this weekend and will give a full review early next week!
totally get what you mean... can't write when things just don't feel right... i just went through that last month, and i can't really describe that moment well myself, but i know what you mean! haha!
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