Whew, this was a hard weekend. Did an 80 mile ride in Lancaster, TX (bike rally), it was friggin' windy as you know what. The last 20-25 miles were sooooo hard. I was on my brand new Griffen and it felt awesome. I took two bikes to the rally, I was hoping to take the Griffen for the first 20 miles then switch it out w/ the road bike. It was the maiden voyage, so I wasn't ready to commit for the entire ride. I was feeling pretty comfy on the Griffen so I decided to stay with her (or him, I haven't determined the sex or a name for the new ride).

Anyway, the ride was nice. I enjoyed myself, I decided that regardless of where any of my friends were that I was not going to let it affect me or my training. Keeping my head clear and focusing only on myself and what I had to do that day really made a difference. For the first time in a long time, I wasn't stressed out while training. I just have to remind myself that it's about me and my ability, not anyone else - and certainly not my ability to keep up with them. Once I got home, I played with LG, cleaned up a few things - then I swear, I was hit by a truck! WOW, out of nowhere... I took a hard nap and was out of it pretty much the rest of the night. This is after 80 miles on the bike. I don't know how I'm going to get across that finish line. Better yet, when I do cross that finish line, I can't imagine how bad my body is going to hurt!

Today I ran 11 miles, nice and easy. Ran w/ a friend... came home and worked in the yard literally all afternoon with my husband. Went to dinner and again, feeling completely worn out. I need sleep! I wished I could sleep for like 20 hours straight. Someone just hook up an IV to feed me. Let me sleep!!

Good night.