Allow me to vent for a few lines.
Planned for Saturday? Nimby 50.
As it stands right now? My back is seized, I’m walking/limping like a neanderthal and riding a bike isn’t working out so well. My kids think it’s funny that mummy lies on an ice pack while they eat popsicles and keep me company.
I was really looking forward to busting out a fresh pair of polka dot socks and enjoying the best post-race burger any race has to offer.
Planned for 2 weeks from now? Victoria 70.3
As it stands right now? My ankle/foot aren’t working so I can’t run.
You could argue that this leaves me with swimming but what’s the fun in that? Besides, I can’t cancel Victoria anyway because the kids are coming with me and they’d murder me if I robbed them of the chance to stay in a hotel and ride a ferry boat.
What does that leave me with?
Frustration and a desire to take up an easier hobby, that’s what.
Woe is me. End rant.
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Feel better and I hope you don’t have to miss both races!