so my blogging SUCKS lately, I KNOW!!! I must be losing my audience by the droves at this point. Ha! I'm losing MY EDGE! Empty head with nothing to write. EGGGADS!!!! After reading all the racing and preparing to race goin' on out there, I got nothing at the moment to add to this subject while I try to dig myself out of the non-runner trenches. This alone does not motivate me to blog on this so called triathlon blog.
For your enjoyment though, I'll just ramble a bit about stupid stuff.
Lets see.....I got my very first pedicure and here's a picture to prove it.
What the hell does this have to do with triathlon? Absolutely nothing EXCEPT the fact that I pride myself in keeping my feet in decent shape, nails included. This task as you might know being an athlete yourself, can be a challenge.
I don't know what possessed me to do this but it was definitely on the fly and the next thing I knew I was sitting in this funky massage chair with this MALE manicurist sporting huge biceps reeking of manhood buffing my toenails. Go figure.
I asked for some flowers and he said "sure" without blinking an eye.
Ahhhh.. what a TREAT!
This weekend is screaming I Will Ride My Bike Until I Can No More. Have you heard of the b2b ride? An epic adventure for sure and if it rains like the forecast is predicting, it will just add to the fun! Here's the cue sheet if you want to take a peek.
I'll save you the effort in saying it's a 147 miles from the waterfront of Boston to Vermont. I'm questioning my good judgement (or lack of) in thinking it's ok to have only put in a few 3.5 hour rides yet think I can actually nail this. It's really beyond any logical thinking. So for that, I refuse to think about it. Instead, I'm focusing on the fully stocked aid stations that will be there in which I will graze all options, stuffing my cheeks like a chipmunk and my pockets for that matter in order to do whatever is needed to fuel my legs to that damn beer tent waiting in Vermont. Good tactics, eh?
I just hope my flower painted toe nails hold up.