Crazy Times

Well, yesterday I was due for 10 miles. Instead, I was fighting the most violent flu I've ever had. It was horrible and insane. It almost seems like it was food poisoning...but from what? That Kashi cereal I had? A bagel with sun dried tomato spread and cheese? Can't figure it out. But man, it was some miserable stuff.

So today I'm a thousand percent better, but still pretty weak and dehydrated. I gotta say, it's been a tough spring to be a triathlete. I've said before that, after the countless hours spent last year training for Ironman, I think it's a fair exchange to this year focus more on the rest of my life. Still...I am a triathlete, after all. I have my first race in (geez) less than a month. A marathon in 6 weeks. And it's been nothing but interruptions and derailments to my training schedule this spring, with the efforts to get the house moving (it goes on the market on Monday, by the way. Everybody cross your fingers), and now getting sick - it takes a few days just to get back to workout-ready status. And the weather - are you kidding me with this weather? It's, like, 26 degrees today. April effing 6th, and it's seriously January outside. No big deal for running, but tough to spend quality time on a tribike when it's so damn cold. Just - a weird spring. I've had to just insist on patience, and attitude - that this is a different kind of season, that I'll have to take what comes, that my expectations will have to be different than they were at the pretty elite (for me) levels I was at last summer. Sigh.

Anyway, that's what's up with me. What's new with you?