I Know I Got to Be Right Now, Cause I Can't Get Much Wronger

. . . . I made it about 3.5 tonight when I was supposed to make it 5. I have been wearing my stiff arch supports because my right arch hurt during the half in Jax, and I figured maybe it was because of the arch supports. I'm thinking now it was more lack of training, and I'm going back to the cushioned inserts. I just feel more jarring in my bones and muscles with the stiffer insoles, even though my arches feel more supported. I just couldn't get all the miles knocked out.

But you know what? I had a 4-miler, an 8-miler and a 12-miler this week besides this one, so I'll just make my 4 a 5, and whatever whatever. I ran tonight. The past few weeks have been better, I'm hitting some big goals, and I should have a word about an appointment with the Mayo clinic soon.

And yes, I am signing up for the New York City Triathlon!


I'm about to spend the next few months traveling the East cost, sweating my ass off. In about 3 weeks, I will be in Philly. Philly, the city of the liberty bell. I've spent some time there, in the past, the Huntingdon Valley and Bala Cynwyd areas.

But never alone.

The first few months of the year will be spent in Tampa/St. Pete. In March, I'm signing up for the Subaru Women's Triathlon Series in St. Petersburg - first tri I did, revisited, only this time I'm doing the longer race. And in April, St. Anthony's- an Olympic distance - also in St. Pete. Florida Half Ironman is in May in Orlando.

And I'll probably be alone.

At 12:01am, the New York City Triathlon registration opens. New York is probably one of the best-known Olympic tris in the world, and it will come on the heels of (within two months of) my first Half Ironman. And I'm signing up for it. I love New York and I've spend tons of time there.

But never alone.

I cannot begin to describe how excited I am. I'm not worried that I haven't booked a Philly hotel yet. I'm not worried about how I'll get around or who I will or won't meet up with. I have a weird and possibly foolish sense that I'll just wing it. Same with all the other races. There is a giant adventure in front of me, and I am ready to take it on.

So, bring it, Philadelphia. I've done you before. Bring it, St. Pete - you ain't got nothin' on me. And New York? If you can make it there, you'll make it anywhere.

It's up to me.

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