single digits!

Well here we are only 8 days to blast off.... my plane leaves at 0759 on the 1st of April, and I race 4 days later. All the work is done, the sweating is over, now the worrying begins. When I cross the finish line in NOLA, it will be my longest completed race in nearly 7 years. I have now doubt barring a fatal crash or a meteor strike I will finish. I feel stronger all around than I have in many many years.

I always thought triathlon was a personal and solo pursuit... I was wrong. The people on my team at work surprised me by telling me how dedicated they think I am to keep going, how strong willed I am to train through the winter and how brave I am to even take this on. I only hope some of them donate to the foundation! I am humbled by their admiration.

Coach Mark is recommending I go to camp at the end of May for a week of ass-kicking workouts, schmoozing with others and training with others as well. It will be a chance to see my brother and sister in law, my neice and nephew, and hopefully elevate my game, as coach seems to think this will do.... only one small problem.... time off can be a concern. I have it, but will they give it? The only hope I think I have is to take one of the weeks I have in Sept, trade it for the week in May and then pad my week in Sept with a few personal and holiday days. Cross your fingers, pray if you do, and hope for the best. I think I need this. As I told Mark, if you wanna run with the big dogs, you have to jump off the porch.... here's my chance!

Till soon

Swim, bike, run, laugh, finish, celebrate and cheer

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