Are we there yet? How Much Longer? I have to ............

So, I think I'm going to change things up a bit.  As training gets longer, work get's busier and sleep becomes a dream in itself I am going to attempt to write more frequently but shorter as to convince myself that I can and I want to take the time to put my thoughts down here. Every once and a while, when I'm bowled over with motivation I'll throw a bit more down for your reading pleasure.

Deal? Deal.

As I sit here in the west...no, sorry, northeast wing of my estate studio de third o' gara'ge with frozen broccoli on my lower left calf and frozen mixed veggies on my hamstring, I revel in another week past which had me taking more steps beyond my bout with swine sars flu (common cold, but still, got pretty gnarly for a sec) and two more training sessions that took me to new places.  

Saturday I rode 110 miles on the streets of Orange County in and around Irvine, Mission Viejo, Lake Forest, Orange and Irvine Lake.  Although a very tough day towards the end I am ecstatic that I have somewhat of an understanding of what the Ironman bike portion will be like, at least the total miles.  I did, however, feel as if I rode right up to the "Road Closed - Dead End" sign of my fitness level.  Miles 97 - 110 were the toughest I've had. Not necessarily a tough course, but I was done and I wanted to be off the bike and shoving calories down my throat.  All in all a great day... if only because I ended up at the doorstep of lovely lady who did, after much pleading, let me in.

I used Sunday as a day to recover and mixed in a little house/apt hunting and then hit the pavement once again tonight for a 2 plus hour run.  The lungs felt great, the body is a little beat up, but that's to be expected.  I'm simply thrilled that I can run 20 minutes without laboring to breathe... sickness is dumb

on to another week... will write again soon.