happy weekend ramble
head game
i’m struggling to post, kids. i like this to be a scrapbook for myself, and ultimately for me. i like sharing, but i’m feeling sort of out of sorts. not in a bad way, no, not bad at all, but i’m trying to wrap my head around what this girl WANTS and get up the gumption to grab whatever that is by the balls. as a result, i’m sort of all over the place in my head, making it difficult to focus on much of anything, even upload pics (of which there are shockingly not that many…for me anyway) from my trip.
and i have been in my own world this week with very little to report, trying to get back into healthy, at home eating and working out. the whole inability to focus thing is remarkable for my workouts though, especially the pool. pushing myself physically right now (good timing, i spose) is just about the only way i can kick other stuff out of my head and focus on a single thing for a sustained period of time.
ugh, and the HEAT. its so draining. and annoying. and i hate it.
the swim
the tri is coming up and my fear of the open water leg is becoming a real mental game. BUT, i did get my wet suit in the mail last week…perhaps i’ll do a little photo shoot for all of our entertainment. i’m toying with signing up for a sprint the weekend before philly. that might not be the cheapest and smartest way to spend the weekend before my century, but it looks like a blast and a friend is doing it and i think it might calm my nerves a bit to get in the water for a shorter distance in an event situation.
le tour
i’m also mildly obsessed with the tour de france. do you watch? i LOVE it. i’m actually discovering a mild obsession with the sport in general. my new love for the sport has tuned my tv to vs. permanently during this tour. and they flash back to previous years, highlighting a whole stage at a time if it was particularly noteworthy. last night i watched lance in 2001 DOMINATE stage 10. it was unbelievable. he faked struggle in the back of the pack, in front of the cameras where coaches would see and radio to their riders that lance, the #1 jersey, was having a ROUGH day, and then fucking MOTORED to the front of the pack during the final major climb, leading by almost 2 minutes by the end, to win one of the toughest stages in the whole tour. it was SO much fun to watch. and i almost cried that my bike needs a new tire and i couldn’t hop on at that very moment and climb a mountain like lance. wahhhhhh.
weekend
some fun things on the calendar: girls night, long ride, (kick) boxing class, fringe fest, cap crit, a long run, etc.
my soul is excited for another long ride tomorrow (after i put a new tire on there) and a ladies night tonight. i miss my girls! and there will be beer involved. is it so wrong that beer (even cheap, canned beer) makes me happy?
then i don’t wanna be right…
