I am not a great swimmer, biker, or runner but I enjoy losing myself in the training to be better. Training is my time to think and my time to escape - and since going for a run, bike or swim is easier than battling Tricare for a good shrink I choose to train.
I am racing at Ironman 70.3 Augusta on 9/26/10...and I use the term "race" loosely. Really it is an effort to not die or need emergency personnel called as I collapse at the finish line. I still can't fit back into my wet suit, (note to self less chocolate more veggies), I still can't take my hands off the handle bars of my bike long enough to properly eat or drink - Making it a long 56 miles stopping every time I need a sip of water!! And I still have zero running form - I look like I am fleeing from a scene of a crime rather than a graceful gazelle like the athletes around me. But I digress... The challenge is to better myself along the way. Racing for a cause like Not For Sale has given me new perspective... let the training begin!
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