I’ve made the final decision to drop out of NOLA, so that means no Spring race for me. I tried to take on too much to start with, but additional work and life happenings just make it a bad idea. I’m happy that I am in a place to be able to recognize that fact and respect it. It’s the right decision for me and I’d much rather kill a race later in the year than just cross the finish line. That being said, I’ve got my eyes on 70.3 Racine in July. That gives me plenty of time to ramp up my training and still works with my other scheduled races for this year. Yay for having a goal again!
We found out last night that our newest foster, Lucy, is terrified of thunder storms. The sky was very angry last night and almost immediately, she sprinted from her kennel and hopped right into bed. The poor thing was shaking like a leaf. It took her a good 45 minutes to calm down and realize that she was safe. Poor thing. This meant that we spent the night with a pit bull, a lab, and a Doberman in bed with us. Good thing we upgraded to a king size bed!
I went rock climbing for the first time since January yesterday…which reminded me of why taking long breaks from rock climbing are a bad idea. All of my callouses are gone and climbing with soft hands freaking hurts! Oh and all of my climbing muscles are gone too. Funsies. On the plus side, my climbing buddy is kind of awesome and we just laughed at ourselves the entire time.
I’m supposed to be getting my wedding photos back today and I can’t wait! I am having to restrain myself from emailing the photographer every five minutes asking him if they are uploaded yet. Totally normal obsessive behavior, yes?
The weather this weekend is supposed to be gorgeous and I am itching to take my bike on her first long outdoor ride of the year. The trainer has been helpful, but there is nothing like long rides and open roads to help heal the soul.