They Call Me Seashell

Why dig yourself a hole when you can be reaching for the stars? This has been playing inside my head for the past month or so now.  I am digging a hole and soon it will be one that I will be unable to get out of. When signing up for Rev3 I initially figured that I would get excited to do the race once I got into training.  Then at the start of the year when I was planning ahead to 2015 I caught myself saying every day that I was for some reason more excited about Ironman Chattanooga in 2015 than Rev3 Full Rev this year. Then I was accepted to graduate school and then life threw some curve balls my way and really taught me a lesson.  I play wonder-woman in my life but I am not wonder-woman.  I am Jenniferlyn and I am just 1 person trying to live 3 lives. Something has to give.  I am burnt out and emotionally shelled this year.  Do not get me wrong,  I am happy in life however I am exhausted and my anxiety has risen to record high levels t...

This.  Last week was a crazy windy 56 mile race rehearsal ride that I thought could not get worse.  This weekend was back to back rides, with crazy wind forecast (25 MPH!) on Saturday so my training partner and Iron Sister Yvette and I decided to ride in my basement for 2 hours.  Sunday we rode 52 miles in the Metro Grand Spring Tour.  Little did we know that the winds on Sunday would rival the forecast on Saturday. We felt to be in the wind for most of the ride, with only a very short reprieve of maybe 10 miles or so.  What doesn't kill us makes us stronger and we are both alive to do it again another day! In other bike related news, I got my new saddle Saturday!  I did not use it on Sunday as I am not a masochist, but I now have it installed and ready for the ride Wednesday.  I loved my Cobb saddle, but I am starting to get cysts again, so I think that I have to realize that I am just not made for the Cobb style saddles - however all of my r...