We have officially entered the post race season, at least in the more northern latitudes. It's depressing. There are literally months until racing will become accessible again. What on earth is a girl to do in the mean time? Oh sure, there will be a Turkey Trot and maybe even a Jingle Bell Run, but somehow it's just not the same.
While in the intense weeks of a training block, I often find myself pining for easier days and the off season. Now I am here and I want out. I'm already looking at the 2008 calendar, trying to figure out what races I can fit in between research cruises, committee meetings, and that nagging little dissertation. It's probably too early to start building for an August Half Ironman, isn't it? Nuts...that's what I was afraid of.
Making it happen,
Bree