This picture from Sports Illustrated depicts pretty much how I feel.
Looks like I need to get some things under contol....like eating chocolate, lazing around, eating cookies, not working out, eating candy canes, procrastinating, eating big fat starchy meals....you get the idea.
It is now official. I am registered for Steelhead!!!! Yes, I have committed (or should be committed) to do a half Ironman. I am excited, but as you can see feeling a bit out of control....I have a teenie bit of anxiety too. Seven months. Sounds like a long time. That is until I have to actually drag my ass down to the beach and swim 1.2 miles, bike 56 miles and then top it all off with a 13 mile run.
Piece of cake.....no, no, no. No more cake :-) I think my brain is lapsing into some kind of diabetic diatribe. I may need an intervention. If anyone knows how to get me off of this sled, please, please let me know immediately!!! Come on, there will be dire consequences (heart attack, exhaustion, butt blisters...) if I don't get off soon...see the above paragraph. Yes, registering was supposed to kick me into gear, but I'm just not feeling the fear yet. I know it will happen. I just think it's going to take a week.
In any event. It is done. Steelhead here I come.