Right now I should be on my way home from Onset Bay, MA having finished the Escape the Cape sprint triathlon.
Instead, I am about the go for a hike after sleeping in and making eggs and toast for The Consultant.
This week, although short because of Memorial Day, was rough. We had a great time in Chicago celebrating with my family, then The Consultant headed off to Toronto and I came home to Boston. Between being slammed at work and a massive two day migraine, last night I was wiped. The Consultant had a similar week minus the migraine. All that compounded by the fact we forgot to reserve wetsuits for sixty-ish degree water contributed to the decision to sit this one out.
Part of me has been having the following dialogue:
"It's OK. You're tired, busy and it is good to have a slower paced weekend. You'll actually be rested instead of trying to fit in one more thing ."
The other part of me says:
" You signed up for the race, knew when it was and didn't care enough to be prepared. You're just making excuses and threw the race fee out the window."
I don't know which conversation I believe. Although I do know if felt good to make 2 dozen homemade dog treats last night after work instead of packing my GUs.
From Boston With Love,