I hit the pool this morning. 10 days after getting this little number . The water felt good. The return to pulling did not. I tested out these guys . I like to refer to them as Bat Goggles. Took them off after 50 yards. The outside molding interfered with my peripheral vision. I've been swimming in these bad boys - Blue Seventy's Carbon Fiber goggle now and then. Range of sight is awesome! Plus they're carbon fiber - droooool. The draw back is they leave bruises around my eyes. No carbon fiber is worth bruising. Alas I go back to my favorite- tried and true Nest Pros . My momma calls them "Spidy Goggles". I love these goggles. Great range of vision, no bruising and I get to look like SpiderWOman IF there ever was one!
Post swim I drove myself to the Nike campus track. Along my way I kept thinking "WTF am I doing?" Driving to a track to run 2 x 1/4 miles....easy. Most would consider this a waste of time. In fact I questioned that today as a jogged, then walked repeat x 1. As I had my back turned to the track walking to my car I smiled big. I knew the answer. I was running without pain :D. Nothing good comes easy and I have abused my running privileges. I will take my punishment as it is given.
I was like totally taken back to the 80's today. One of my inside reps reminded me of Number 5 from Short Circuit. He's straight up on auto pilot. Very machine like. But unlike Number 5 he has no personality. Then my co-worker says "Number 5 is alllliiiiiive!" Lol - so funny. This got me thinking about some funny 80s flicks - Howard The Duck, Germlins, The Goonies, Pee Wee's Big Adventure, Muppets Take Manhattan (personal fav of mine). As a kid I dreamed of hooking up with a Super Duck. I wouldn't eat fried chicken past midnight. Had endless nightmares of Large Marge and a 3 Eyed Hag. I also resembled Miss Piggy which was due to eating too much candy during movie watching.
I was speaking to my boss this morning about how I excited I was to go to IMCdA this weekend. She commented "that must be hard for you". Oddly enough I replied that it wasn't. When I was first injured, yes it was difficult to deal with. As with all bad news I was angry. My anger turned to hurt and depression. Then I moved on and got over it. Life is too short to sit on the pot stewing all day. I am not going to CdA for me. I am going because I have a lot of friends racing that I want to support. Ironman is such a wonderful adventure - whether you're supporting, participating or racing.
I finished the evening off with 45 mins of weight lifting. I am making good progression here. Watch out - soon I will be She-Ra Princess of Power :D
I leave you with this one question....is peanut butter not the best food in the world?