
I don't know what's going on right now but I feel like God is trying to tell me that I'm not supposed to compete in this triathlon or something. I've been getting the shit beat out of me ever since I began training in January. First a major upper respitory infection that lasted 3 months, multiple re-tears of the same quad muscle, a rather eventful fall on my face and tonight I got hit by a car and am nursing a less-than-happy quad muscle that was rammed into the bumper of a woman's car.
I'm starting to think about throwing in the towel for this tri and signing up for one in a few months. Both physically and mentally I am cashed right now and it's a mere 2 weeks away. Can I get my head on straight enough to be a competitor by then?
It's looking unsure right now. I'm going to bed now. Hopefully I'll have things more sorted out in the morning. I feel defeated and I haven't even begun.
1 comment:
poor amanda, you have just been taking a beating. But let's hope this is the last one.
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