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I'm Done!

...well for 48 hours at least. I'm officially overtrained and officially not surprised (am I the first to mention that triathletes are stubborn and we all think we are invincible?). How do I know this? I can barely hold my head up and nothing edible is safe anywhere around me. Other symptoms of overtraining include inability to sleep and being emotional. Hmm....yes, that sounds familiar as well (see post above). I also know this because I ran at the park last night on an absolutely beautiful evening. It was 75 degrees without a cloud in the sky and basically no humidity. We get about 3 of these days a year in Houston, yet I did not appreciate it. I couldn't even muster up a 3 mile loop around the park and ended up walking the last half of it. There is no way I could have made it through my planned 1 hour of riding and then 4 mile run. I did swim this morning and that went pretty well, but I'm hanging up the workout gear for a solid 48 hours (I know...watch out!) until I ride Saturday morning. I also plan to shamelessly draft on my 70 mile ride and eat all the cookies I want at each rest stop (I do miss some parts of MS150 training!). I want my run on Sunday to go well, so I'm going to make sure I eat something substantial as soon as I'm off the bike on Saturday. I'm also swimming at Twin Lakes Saturday afternoon and hopefully the frigid water will help my legs recover as well. I'm down to just taking it one day at a time now and don't need to do anything else to kill myself.

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