I cling to it like a wet t-shirt whenever something like last week happens.
Last week, I managed to kill two races with one swim workout. In all fairness, if it had just been this one minor injury with an otherwise stellar training streak there would have been only one dead race. But that was not the case. As it was, I lost two more 100+ mile rides resting my jacked calf - and that was the final nail in the Ironman Lake Placid coffin.
I know someone is wondering if I did it on purpose. To them, I ask this.. Would you sleep outside overnight, stand in line 6 hours, Pay $4,000 with lodging...and just think 'screw it' I'll drop this race. Yeah, no... not on purpose.
Unfortunately, I'm being a bit more careful with things since the 2 years of PT weren't my finest. I've just made the life of some EMT much easier and spared Sejal months of Emily brain throwup.
So while I'm a heal'n I've got a bit more blog time. And I do still have races. My next big show will be Stars and Stripes. It should be hilarious since I'm a really terrible swimmer.
I also have some "non-grownup" races coming up this fall alongside my "grownup" races. I'm going to do GORUC 9/9 and a double installation of ToughMudder in November. If you know me you know, given my upper body strength, I couldn't possibly do these things right now. I fatigue carrying laundry from my apartment to the elevator. So, that's why I'm doing them. I got myself a personal trainer (though I won't be featured on lifetime) and we're going to 'do this thing together.' I'm just kidding, she doesn't say that. But they do at SoulCycle...not that I'd know.
Okay, waaay too much disjointed info for one blog. I'll save some for tomorrow. It will include boxing, progress on my calf and why I want to be Florence Welch. Not in that order.
