When life gets in the way and you have to be responsible. Sux!
After Husky, I was in a bit of a wake up moment. Oh geez, I didn’t do very well at all. Running and fitness well off. I loved the day don’t get me wrong. But it was a realisation that I am not the girl I once was. Not by a long stretch. But positive here. It’s been so long since I actually finished husky. Half the time I pulled out on part of the race, or did not even start.
Then I got sick. Not sure what it is. Not Covid, I got tested. But long flu, or fatigue. I have energy in the morning to do something. But it doesn’t last long. I can push if I needed to, but I’d prefer to sleep. It hasn’t eased any either.
Then work ramped up. I knew it was coming, but I didn’t know just how much. And I didn’t expect to be on my own. I’ll be flat out until June-Aug.
So I canceled Cairns. I moved it back to Busso in December.
Am I happy? Yes. I’m relieved. But very happy because I get to watch Kez do her first Ironman and see her over the line. It’s what I wanted.
Back to the drawing board.
