I had a dream last night that I needed to go somewhere but I didn’t have a car. I hopped on my old hybrid bike and started pedaling to this place but soon realized that it was pitch black, I had no headlight, no reflector in the back and I had no idea how to get there. I found someone to give me directions but the first thing I had to do was head straight down a flight of stairs.
I consulted my friend Dr. Jung and he said, “Vaht ve haf here iss the anxiety.” (he likes to be inclusive). “Ve haf to focuse on ze tahsk ut hahnd und trust our training”
English translation – someone is a little freaked out about her triathlon this weekend. Not on the surface, of course, but the good doctor can see what’s going on under the covers, so to speak.
In other news – Sadly, I will not be attending IM Moo. I will be cheering on all of the participants from afar and wishing I were breaking bread and hoisting a pint with the spectators but alas, I have decided to dedicate the time and funds to being with my youngest daughter before she goes back to school. My son is also about to take off for school. My oldest daughter lives with her husband a couple of time zones away. The dog is very old and in rapidly declining health. The nest is about the empty out and I will be left a crazy old cat lady with my very fat cat. So – I need to stick around here that weekend and make the most of my non-empty nest time.