16 weeks

Tomorrow it's on - although I would argue it was never off.  No more rationalizing skipping a workout.  No more whining about being tired.  Must. Push. Through.  Sixteen weeks is roughly the gestation of a porcupine.  Either way it sounds painful.  


On tap for tomorrow is spin class followed by a run on the treadmill.  I am already looking forward to rest day but that doesn't come for at least 6 days. I think proper fueling is going to be important to make sure I don't get fatigued.  That means good food, not sugar (addiction be damed).  

I have a lot to prove to myself in the next 16 weeks.  Consistency is going to be the key and with a full time job and two busy kids it is going to be tough.  Thankfully I have a supportive Sherpa to get me through.  I am really going to owe him after this one.  

On Friday we took the kids to get their passports.  Their first run to Canada will be for me and it's fun to think I'll be an international triathlete. (ha ha ha)  So for now I'll just keep moving forward one day at a time.  


Sixteen - it's a special birthday, a coming of age some would say.  So fingers crossed there is some kind of coming into my own in the next 16 weeks.