Today my friend Teresa finished Racine 70.3 a full 45 minutes faster than she finished Muncie 70.3 last year. I am so proud of her, but I am also very jealous of her accomplishment. I was supposed to be there with her, finishing with her, improving my time from last year, too. But I wasn’t. We all know what I’ve been up to, which is not much in the way of physical activity.
I’m not beating myself up about this, but I am setting one goal for a race for this year: I will compete at the Muncie 70.3 next July 11, and I will improve my time from last summer. I have almost one full year to train for it.
Tomorrow is day one. Today is done and cannot be lamented. Tomorrow is a new opportunity.
I have a job at Caribou that starts this week.
I have two cigarettes left in my pack, but I’m throwing those away when I go in the house.
I have no beer or cider in the house.
Bec and I have a plan to get ourselves healthy again: no beer, a nice 3.3 mile walk every night to decompress, and healthy eating.
I also plan to start running, biking, and swimming again. Running and biking will be easy to pick back up, but swimming will have to come when we can afford a Y membership, or if I get this media specialist job I’m applying for and can join in with their community wellness program that includes open swim in the high school pool.
I interview tomorrow at 8:30, and we’ll go from there.
A new day is dawning.
Reason Breeds Insanity 