Excuses, excuses, excuses

This week, I have been building up in my mind reasons why I won't do the UBC tri (which is today).

Reason 1: I came down with a cold on Monday and felt tired and weak and fighting a fever with a small chest infection ...

Reason 2: My leg of course. My no running in two weeks and I'm scared to flare up my IT band again.

Reason 3 (which is closely linked to both reason 1 & 2): My lack of training this week. Now I know that there is no loss of fitness in such a short break, but mentally I felt badly about skipping my workouts, so in my mind "I blew the race!".

So I have been telling Colin all week that I wasn't going to do it, and I wonder if he knew I would do it all along.

Friday was my worst day, I definitely had a fever for a couple of hours at school , not sure if that is possible but I was shivering, weak, sore everywhere and I basically told the class that it was "Independent Grade Four Day" where they had to work quietly on their own, while I sat and shivered at my desk. They loved it, I pumped it up, like it was "practice for grade 5, where you will have to do your school work more on your own!"

But I woke up Saturday morning and felt way better, almost fine and today even better, pretty much normal except for a chest cough. I went for a bike ride to spin the legs and get the blood flowing in there and then went for a little swim with Colin in the outdoor pool at UBC - nothing like swimming in an outdoor pool in the beautiful sun!

So I'm feeling excited for racing, it'll be fun. And sometimes that's the thing that I forget, it's supposed to be fun.