I'm wondering if this is how you loose track of time....focusing on training and little else. Week three seemed to have come and gone in a flash. Unlike the rain that seemed to be fallen from the heavens. (Only wish it would fall where the farmers need it).
So a week of wind trainer, swimming, well you are going to get wet anyways but that fat rain, when it hits you in the face whilst trying to breathe. Thats a little interesting. Cliffy shuffle in the rain, who doesn't love jumping in puddles. How cool is that? I love it. Yep the sneakers might stink because they can't dry but the sun will shine again and will get them all nice and clean.
Come Sunday was definately a struggle to run (cliffy shuffle 50min) but did it. So tick tick little fellow this week made it through it all. Yahoo. :)
Week three was definately embrace the rain week, all part of the adventure...
Happy days enjoy them.
Shell xo :)
Onset of midlife crisis and realisation time is ticking on the life clock. What better way to make one feel alive (or plain stark raving mad) commit to 70.3 Cairns Ironman 2014. Crazy; definitely. Insane; jury is still out on that one. BUT this curvy chickeebabe is going to do her best to get across the finish line. :) Did I tell you I’m not an elite tri-athlete; this could get interesting. :) PS: take two for 2015 because 2014 didn't quite go to plan...
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Monday, 17 February 2014
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