Racing season is over and the Mommies / Babes in Motion kicked ass this past weekend! I'm so proud of all of them. I wanted to go and watch them race, sadly I slept right through the TWO alarm clocks I had set. I do this all the time on a workday but have never slept through a cheering event.
I was going to race this one but decided a few weeks ago not to. I have been enjoying not having any pressure, and training when/how I wanted. To be honest for me race day is my least favourite day on the schedule so this year was the racing season that never started. It's ok. It's what I wanted, what I needed. Theres been alot of internal bullshit to get through and I think I may be having a mid-life crisis. I'm ok with that but if that's the case where are the young men and sportscars??!! I thought these things went hand in hand with a mid-life crisis? At any rate, I'm relieved because no one will be asking me "are you going to race?" anymore. The season is over and I'm back to training and things will only go up from here. Coach is keeping me on track for next season and from what I have seen, training for that starts um NOW?! jeez
This past weekend I went to visit a friend, she lives north of me and in the same location where my family had our cottage growing up. I went there most weekends into my teenage years and at least once or twice a year until they sold it a few years ago. I love the area. It's left me remembering my grandparents with a smile and Finnish coffeecake and Danish meatballs and badly sung Finnish sauna songs that they taught us.
|our cottage was on this island|
ps - does anyone else automatically think "Jane you ignorant sl..." when you hear "weekend update"?