|Sniff sniff . . . as empty as the day I moved in|
Huh! Maybe I keep him around for a reason.
So I re-tooled my 2011 and 2012 race schedule, now aiming at Augusta 70.3, which is in September. This replaces the second marathon of the year, as well Florida 70.3 in May. Next year, I will do Florida 70.3 in May and a fall Marathon for the American Cancer Society as my “A” races. (I’ll update my page LATER.)
. . . which leaves me with the rest of this week to recover from the sinus infection and then 28 weeks to train.
I’m pretty excited about that.
Except for this feeling of guilt for not doing anything right now that’s dogging me. Someone should have warned me to pack my bags for this guilt trip.
|Thar she does/doesn't blow|
I sho’ did.
But there’s another part of me that thinks the exercise is pointless. I mean, seriously? Give something up to demonstrate my faith? That insinuates that I am in need of abandoning my indulgence and gluttony. That I’m a Dirty Sinner in need of reform.
And I’m already kinda on a guilt trip, what with the whole not-working-out-the-past-week thing.
So maybe I’ll give up guilt trips for Lent.
I thought very seriously about giving up Facebook. As you know, I’m already on something of a hiatus from the social networking world. (Keep in mind: for someone who once updated her status semi-hourly, visiting once or twice a week is a hiatus.) In fact, I even made a bet with one of my friends that I could stay off Facebook for the next two weeks, so what’s an extra week or three? After all, it's been bothering me lately anyway.