seven.
brewers bust 7 straight (including a 3 game sweep of the cubs...something that should count for 5 or 6 games) on the heels of a 7 game slide. balance.
i'm not going to lie, i'm beggining to feel butterflies for auburn. it's not that i think i can't do it, it's the unknown. i've never raced for this duration (in terms of time), i've never strung these 3 disciplines at these distances, not to mention the travel factor (irrational fear of bike being lost tops that). add the freezing ass cold water and i'm about to soil my pants right now. but personally, i've found the more nervous i am about something, the better it feels when i am done. i mean, i'm not ever going to break any records. i may never win a race, but i do this stuff anyway. it's that overwhelming feeling of satisfaction that brings me back. not adrenaline, not endorphins, but that feeling after you've stopped dry heaving of accomplishment. ahhhhhh, the life. plus i like training.
one last big brick this weekend, i'm going to try to start it while robin is rowing (6am). it'll hurt but being done by 11 with a 4+ hr workout on saturday is very appealing to me. then, we're ordering a table/chair set at the local scandinavian import store. it's got a little modern flair (and the price is right). attending a birthday party in dubuque sat night (i will not go to jail, i will not go to jail). since i haven't been drinking for the past month or so (and i'm continuing this), i should be able to stay out of trouble.
sunday is wide open, but i'm sure we'll fill it with something fun.
that's all i've got, cheers.
i'm not going to lie, i'm beggining to feel butterflies for auburn. it's not that i think i can't do it, it's the unknown. i've never raced for this duration (in terms of time), i've never strung these 3 disciplines at these distances, not to mention the travel factor (irrational fear of bike being lost tops that). add the freezing ass cold water and i'm about to soil my pants right now. but personally, i've found the more nervous i am about something, the better it feels when i am done. i mean, i'm not ever going to break any records. i may never win a race, but i do this stuff anyway. it's that overwhelming feeling of satisfaction that brings me back. not adrenaline, not endorphins, but that feeling after you've stopped dry heaving of accomplishment. ahhhhhh, the life. plus i like training.
one last big brick this weekend, i'm going to try to start it while robin is rowing (6am). it'll hurt but being done by 11 with a 4+ hr workout on saturday is very appealing to me. then, we're ordering a table/chair set at the local scandinavian import store. it's got a little modern flair (and the price is right). attending a birthday party in dubuque sat night (i will not go to jail, i will not go to jail). since i haven't been drinking for the past month or so (and i'm continuing this), i should be able to stay out of trouble.
sunday is wide open, but i'm sure we'll fill it with something fun.
that's all i've got, cheers.
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