Triathlete Yes, Iron(wo)man Not

I have been training vigorously for a triathlon.  My times have improved, my distances have lengthened.  I can now complete a half tri!  Yes, that is great.  Yay for me.  Call me greedy but I want the whole thing.  I want to drag my blistered self across that finish line just to say, "I did it bitches!"  What does that mean?  That means I am crazy enough to touture myself continuously until I compete in September.  Don't you worry.  It's good for me.  When that day comes fans will be appreciated.  Maybe someday I will compete in an Ironman... ha! 

For those that don't know, an Ironman triathlon is twice the distance of a sprint triathlon: 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, & 26.2 marathon run. A sprint distance triathlon like the one I will be in consists of a .9 mile swim, 24.5 mile bike, & 6.2 mile run.  Piece of cake.

I Just Wanna Be a Rockstar

Public service announcement: don't get bitten by a cat!! Really.  Long story but while trying to save a cat from the jaws of my curious puppy I was bitten multiple times.  Not that bad under normal circumstances but this dirty rodent infected my bones making two fingers on my left hand swell and lock out.  I tell you this because it has been 4 long weeks with minimal use of those fingers.  Therefore, I have not been able to practice my guitar.  Before my decision to revamp my life, I had countless opportunities to play, but didn't.  Now that I can't, I am kinda sad.  What have I learned?   Well, I have learned to be grateful for the small stuff, like fingers.  I should be back to normal in a few days and you bet I will be back to the grind.

Dance Dance Dud

Dancing... The lessons took off to a great start then my teacher quit.  No explanation, just disappeared.  I still intend to learn, though now I will likely need to go to a professional studio.  Depending on my options, I would prefer to do a hip hop or break dance class.  Oh yeah, I am excited.  It will end up better this way. It always does.