I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GET OFF THE ROAD AGAIN.....

yeah, the opposite of willie neslon's lyrics.

so i'm now in hotel room #8 or #9 in the last month...i've lost count. this is insane. i really don't know how rock stars do it. but rock stars aren't ironmen, so i'm gonna have to learn to suck it up and still get my training in.

base training officially starts in less than two weeks, but in the meantime, i've still got this marathon coming up. i'm on track with my mileage, but it just doesn't feel the same. i hate to admit it, but i just don't feel like a marathoner anymore. that's so weird to admit out loud, but i think i've been hearing myself say it internally for a while now. i've just focused so much in the last two years on triathlon, and now i feel like i'm turning my back on it all for marathon #10. for one, I HAVEN'T BEEN ON MY BIKE FOR A MONTH NOW!!! and for two, I'M OFFICIALLY FAT AGAIN. it's amazing how quickly you can feel the fitness slipping away from you. but alas, i know my body will quickly bounce back and benefit from this self-imposed "recovery" stage.

oh man, that countdown clock to the right is counting down quicker than i expected.

i've actually shot a ton of pictures lately, but i'm too tired to post and tell the stories that go along with them. for now, i'll leave you with this, a video from a fellow tri club friend. so the next time you wanna feel sorry for yourself, feel like your season is shot, well, just play this video again: