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I know I'm training for an Ironman when...

- the only things in my dishwasher are 12 bowls and 12 spoons
- my legs did not know the definition of "run" tonight at track
- every piece of furniture in my apartment has become a drying rack of some sort
- my birthday balloons are still decorating my apartment
- I constantly find myself dreaming about the Mr. Ghatti's pizza buffet
- it is 7:45pm and I am getting in bed in less than 10 minutes
- I smell like chlorine
- my tri bag smells like, well, not good

Only 3 more big weekends of training and then it is taper time. I think I can make it!

Comments

CoachLiz said…
Yep,

This is the home stretch!!! Hey, Mr. Gatti's is not as good as dreaming about Star Pizza. Come on girl! Get your act together!!!

Thanks for reading the race report.
March 5, 2008 at 7:17 AM
Spandex King said…
Great blog!! Good luck in AZ!!
March 5, 2008 at 12:56 PM
greyhound said…
I've seen the symptoms before. With the passage of time, this will give way to taper dementia, followed by finish line euphoria, followed by the Ironman blues, until you start prepping for the next one.
March 5, 2008 at 7:30 PM
Jane said…
Of course you can make it! I can't wait to cheer you and Lisa on. I'm glad to hear about the clothes all over the house - I just though I was becoming a slob!
March 6, 2008 at 7:38 AM
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