In other news, our team triathlon is tomorrow! Ack! My husband, best friendand I are doing an Olympic distance race. I have to admit to nerves thinking about it, even though J told me this is going to be a “fun” race, whatever that means. I’m not sure swimming a mile in a murky lake at a sprint is fun… what I’m really hoping is that my friend will be so excited about our team event that she will sign up for a race with me for next spring. Hint, hint. Anyone else in? There certainly isn’t as much pressure going into the race, because you know you can sprint the one leg of the race without having to worry about having energy left for the next few hours of “fun.” Remember group projects in school? How you were either thrilled because you knew you could slack off a tiny bit and the outcome would still be good, or devastated because you know you are going to be doing all of the work? I think I fall more into the first category than the second one, at this point. I should have swam more. I should have swam faster. But I did swim, I know I can do the distance at a decent pace… so, here goes!
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