I'm flat. My motivation to workout escapes me.
So what? Is it wrong to sign up for an Ironman and then never show up? YES. Limited number of spots. God, I need to start running. My new wetsuit arrived a few days ago. Had to send the first one back - a little too tight. I'm now the proud owner of an Orca full body wetsuit. It feels thin when I have it on. I wanted the perception of thickness and warmth for this Alcatraz thing coming up June 5. I've been getting emails from the event organizers, with comments like "the sharks stay below the surface of the water in the Bay, and they only grow to be about 4 feet long". That's nice. Thank goodness. Sharks greater than 4' long might scare me. What about the old ones? The ones that are a little senile? Near death? Crazy like a bee in the fall, hovering near a trash can full of partially empty pop cans, eager for sugar. What is to stop some overgrown near death shark from going to the surface? Just to check out those things flailing against the substance?
The other statement was "when you dive in the water your system is going to be shocked". I hate those brief seconds when I turn off the hot shower and have to reach for the towel. I absolutely hate jumping into the YMCA pool due to the temperatures - even with all the little babies and kids heating it up so naturally. More chlorine please. I've heard that urine is sterile though, right? Still I think of it as I swim lap after lap, remembering my youth. So apparently the San Francisco Bay is really cold. It's only a mile and 1/2 swim....hopefully out of the water in about 30 minutes depending on how well I read the current and the waves. And the curious octogenarian sharks.
I've allowed myself to break out of the routine. I've been consistant with my personal trainer, three times per week, but I have not been hitting many two per day workouts, or cycling, or running, or swimming. I've been doing a fair amount of sitting. Soon it will come over me again - the drive.
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