One of the reasons I asked Katie to be a contributor, on her journey to complete the upcoming Ford Ironman Coeur d'Alene triathlon, was because of who she is and not what she could necessarily offer to this blog. As a result, the blog-o-sphere gets to be privy to the ups, downs, and weekly (daily) grind of training. I'm truly grateful that she was willing to be a contributor, but even moreso for being able to call her a friend (you can all rip me later for the following chessy by-line).So how many of us are headed to Idaho this summer? Katie's Karavan?
Did You Ever Know That You're My Hero...
Insanity. Borderline insanity. No chaffing, just insanity.
I'm just lucky I got my butt on the bike in the p.m. Almost didn't....walked in, set my stuff down, and almost put my pj's on. Somehow, someway, I pulled on the lovely and ever so tight spandex and mounted my trusty steed.
Although I didn't get anywhere, I spun the pedals for 3 hours. And now I sit here at 11:30 pm eating some cantaloupe.
I must admit, I do look forward to nights and weekends where I'm not having to think and plan about the next workout and how to fit it all in. I can't fathom how someone who is married with children and a full time job could ever complete these training hours. Dad, You are my hero. And not once, not once, did you ever complain. You are what keeps me going dad. You are what gets me on that damn bike.
I will continue to eat now so I am completely stuffed when I climb into bed. Hmmmmm, let's see....anything good on ebay.....
Katie
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