tomorrow i turn 35. 35. five years away from 40. number 13 the first time i "inhaled" a cigarette at erin mooneys pool. 21 entered legal drinking and a limo ride. 26 was a brave venture out to the west coast to find the missing piece. and at 33 i lost a piece.
and oddly enough, i feel more ready than ever to face the future. dare i say, i'm excited?
i started the 2012 racing "season" with a handful of races. a dualthon in which i podiumed for the first time ever. killed my PR in a very hilly 10k. averaged 20.4 in an olympic on the bike and finished my 4th marathon in 3:55. i made the decision to give myself the summer off (well technically the puppy made that decision for me) but i will admit its nice to just sit back and relax for once. a little less pressure on myself. my workout goals are geared more toward clearing my head than anxiously prepping for a race, stalking my competition and trying to remember if i remembered my googles, bike, and sneakers! i'm enjoying the view. its a sweet, sweet change.
triathlons are probably the only sport where being in your "30's and 40's" place you in your prime. so there you have it people... at 35 i've seemingly landed myself smack in the middle of my prime.
HBTM.
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