Another I-yi-yi week! I did nuttin' dis week. I guess I should be proud of my efforts at emotional damage control because I didn't visit my old friend, Jack. It continues to amaze me and is actually more important than even working out. As I tell my patients, if you don't put recovery first, all those things you "think" are most important will be gone. . . . . . Quick-like!
I had some frustrations this week in my attempts to work out. Well, not all of them were frustrations. On Monday, I was headed to the Payne Center after work to swim when a good friend called and asked if I wanted Mexican. That's a no-brainer! On Tuesday, my mom needed me to bring her something (I forget what) and asked if I wanted to eat supper with them. Hmmmm. Do I see a pattern developing here? On Wednesday, I took my bike to Drew at H'burg Bicycles for a tune up and handebar re-wrap and thought he wouldn't have anything else to do but work on MY bike. Wrong. No riding on Wednesday, so I decided to go to the Payne Center to swim. Parked my car and couldn't find my ID. No ID, no swim. Or so I made up. Didn't take much this week to disuade me. Ok. . . . I am absolutely gonna ride the EagleMan course on Thursday. Picked up my bike at lunch and took it home. Got off at 5:10, drove home, changed, loaded the bike, and drove out to Heritage Subdivision. I arrived at 5:45 and it was already dusk. Check the time for sunset on my handy iPhone. 6:33. I was on the phone with my daughter as I arrived and she talked me out of riding the roads at this time of night. So I turned around and went to a friend's house for a short visit. Friday was rain, rain, and more rain. Picked up my race packet at the Y, got my stuff ready for the EagleMan, and turned in early. The whole week was a wash! But I stayed clean.

I'll submit a race report, so you'll have to read my experience there. Overall, I was pleased with my performance and, although I forgot to check my time from last year before the race, I thought I raced a little faster than last year.