sunday sunday SUNDAY!!
this weekend brings a grudge match between me and J at the middletown tri on sunday, which promises to be hot and sticky. last year J came out of the water a minute-thirty ahead, but i took that time back on the bike and passed her heading out of T2 to win by a minute. so she's hungry and i'm totally freaked out.
this year wayne's taken the elite women out of the age group waves and stuck us with the guys ages 18 to 34. i'm aquatically challenged enough on my own without negotiating a crowd of frothy, pumped men. eeek. i cannot even write about this anymore cos my bowels are dissolving with NervousPoops.
but at least i'll have tunes, thanks to the iCarta : an ipod dock for the bathroom.
nails in holmdel tonight but from a seat because AFAIK there's no pit. also have a ticket for jones beach on saturday night, but seeing the show and racing is a logistical challenge (even without factoring in sleep) and i kinda gotta race i think. my window for good workouts before worlds is getting smaller and smaller and smaller and i got nothing to say...
[mmm, maybe i can do both after all.]
2 comments:
That iDock is about eighteen kinds of not right, give or take.
when i bought my first house, each bathroom had a phone jack next to the toilet. (the house obv pre-dated cordless phones.) WHO sits on the crapper while talking on the phone?? -or who makes it enough of a habit to install jacks next to the TP roll?
that's not to say i never took advantage of the convenience...
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