It’s Tuesday and on Sunday I will compete in my second triathlon. I can’t believe it myself. I swore at the end of Jersey Girl that it was my first and last. A month later and here I go again. Taking lessons learned the last time and hoping to finish this one without pain. Haven’t been swimming like I should and I am a little bit anxious about how that part. Don’t want to be in the water when the last group goes in 55 minutes after me ( I get to go in first with the 60+ crowd) but we’ll see. Have been pushing it on the stupid bike. Can do my 15 miles but I’m not smiling. Since I walk the run part I’ll be good. 

Why am I doing this? Because I can, because I should, because I’ve had a goal to accomplish. I do understand the Ironman mentality. I think, no I’m pretty sure that this is my physical and mental limit but I’m already planning for next season.