I'm trying to get back on the wagon.
Really, I am.
I'm shedding my Houston-get-it-done-yesterday-state-of-mind.
I'm shedding the unknown number of pounds of goo around my middle that comes from undisciplined eating.
(You know, if no one sees you eat it, the calories don't count. I have this on good authority).
I'm shedding the attitude that is all too willing to hypothesize about the meaninglessness of non-key workouts 4 months before an Ironman race.
And I'm trying to become un-pissed-off about UPS losing my bike, ripping off the luggage tag labels that were supposed to be unrippable, having it arrive two days late in a bike box where all four locks had been cut off and with a rear deraillure bent.
I need to find my pressure points. Woooo-Sah.
I need to eat more plants.
I need to eat less chocolate.
I need to ride my bike.
And I need my friends to show up here in Colorado as soon as physically possible so that cold nights can be properly spent over whiskey and beer doing absolutely nothing.
I am so glad I'm here. And now that my bike has joined me, let's find some Iron and get ride of this gut.
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Sounds like a plan! (Although I'm not so sure about the chocolate business ...)
But...but...YOU are the quinoa black bean god! Aren't you? Soft middle? You? No way!
With all those workouts and pre-dawn hours spent on the bike before the office?
I've been bamboozled! (wah!)
If it would be of assistance, I will be outraged at UPS on your behalf.
No need to thank me, I'm here to help.
;-)
OMG!!! Now you have me freaked out about what condition my bike will show up in via FedEx.
I am packing my stuff today and I will be there soon!
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