Post Race Recovery

Oh, how the mighty have fallen. :-) I am so mired in my "recovery" time that I am sort of afraid I might not find my way back out again! Sitting in my office, surrounded by paperwork (I am a bit of an office slob!), I stare at my run photo from IM AZ and can only shake my head. I still can't believe what happened out there on the course that day. Looking at that picture, it's hard to believe that it is ME I am looking at. Heck, looking at my gut, it's hard to believe I could do anything remotely close to 10:08.

What does 10:08 mean to me now? 10:08 is the time I get up in the morning (ahhhh, the wonderful snooze button). 1,008 is the number of calories that were in teh croissant I just ate (mmmm, blueberry). 100.8 miles is the distance round trip to Lowell, MA, where I am doing a swim clinic for Tri Fury. I am a numbers geek, but I am enjoying my time away from the swim/bike/run counting part of it.

So for those of you wondering what you will do after your big event, DON'T. Relax and it will come naturally...just remember, when you find yourself in front of the pastry counter, just have one (or two).

But who's counting? :-)

Happy Training,

Patrick