Refuel, Rest, Recover...and Giggle.
A few months ago, many of us got a laugh over the "I Am Training For An Ironman" YouTube cartoon . You remember, the "you're 38 years old, you haven't had sex in 6 months, you pay big $$ for that torture, its 6 o'clock, and why the hell do you have to go home now to get some sleep?" cartoon.
Well, with less than 4 weeks until the 70.3 World Championships and about 8 weeks until the Full Ironman World Championships in Kona, the cartoon continues to echo through the house, sometimes silently in our own heads and sometimes verbalized tongue-in-cheek with a resounding echo of truth and a tad of frustration. The workouts are getting longer, the days are getting shorter, and exhaustion is more frequent. Steve and I still giggle about the one liners, but sometimes the one liners are "jabs of love" as our way of staying sane - and 'happily' married - through times of rather "insane" training.
Two weeks ago one of our dogs startin