I Am A Head Case

Hey folks. I am posting this in the Challenges category because not all of my challenges are physical in this journey.

I am having some focus issues with the blog right now.  I am having trouble, when I sit down to write, with the motivation to put words down.

I seem to have gotten myself into a situation where I have entirely too much on my plate. This is very typical of me. I have committed myself to too many things. Instead taking a breath, assessing what I need to do, prioritizing and then systematically working my way through everything in order to accomplish my tasks in a reasonable manner and time, it would seem instead that I am looking at the heaping pile of responsibilities in front of me and blankly staring at it with drool oozing out of the corner of my mouth.

The only thing that I seem to be motivated to do right now is train for the triathlon that is coming up IN FIVE FREAKING DAYS!

So that being said, I am very sorry that I have not been writing a whole lot. I am also sorry that the content of what I have managed to peck out on the keyboard has been pretty much lack luster.  It isn’t even the dog days of summer yet but I think that the heat here has just drained me of everything.

I promise that once this tri is over and a few more things clear off of my plate, I will jump on it, kemosabe. (Does anyone think that this flaky manic/depressive-like weirdness could have anything to do with me detoxing off of those stupid Monster drinks? Or am I just a head case?)

In the mean time, take a look at some of the pics I have taken with my phone over the past two weeks.

If this is what your feet look like after paddle surfing, you might be doing it wrong…

While I know they are not 22″ guns, I must say that I have noticed some improvement on my arms and shoulders. Thanks KettleHell.

In 5 days time I will be swimming, biking, and running my way to a “I Did a Sprint Triathlon and All I Got Was this Stupid T-shirt” t-shirt.

That poor pomegranate never stood a chance.

I got Lace Locks for my Brooks running shoes. Not because I think that they will help me in the triathlon. I got them because I am lazy.

We sure will miss poor Jim. I guess I should have yelled that there was a gator. Aw, I shouldn’t blame myself.  That poor gator was just hungry.


Until the next until…

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