First week of training done, dusted, and it's a great feeling. Made it...almost. There be one hiccup there and that was sick for super saturday training. Which is alot of time on the bike, ocean swimming and running. So feeling a little, bloody hell but sometimes you can't control these things.
Although, I really would have preferred to have had a great night drinking and dancing, then waking up with hang over. Instead it appeared nature had its way and didn't have awesome night of fun and still woke up with worst headache and stomach not knowing which direction to go. Feeing like worst hang over ever. Like you really wanted to know that I'm sure but it is part of the adventure, I guess.
The thing now is to get back on track and hope there are no more hangovers via non drinking methods, sickness, but will take it one day at time and see how it all goes. It's one day at a time. Apparently it is the key to making it to the end. I'm hoping. :)
Cheers
Shell :)
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