Finally it starts. Tomorrow. Sunday. First tri of the 2012 season. Had truly planned to type out my self-centered thoughts to noone much earlier for the tri season. You know, all that boring training stuff. Well, the audience of zero sits disappointed.
Been feeling crappy all week, actually for the last 10 days. Why? Probably just old. Actually spent two hours sleeping in the middle of today. Tomorrow I'll try to pretend I'm ok but I know that doesn't work anymore. That's only a trick one can play when young. In old age the body accepts no lies. The first few steps of the run will declare that emphatically as the reverse order tri begins.
I don't ask to not wake achy on Sunday morn, only to not wake "too" achy. I'm on my knees universe. I'll pretend you care.
