Last night I was in pain. A lot of pain.
For days, I try to put it off. Hold it off. Try not to think of it. Keep myself but.
It is always in the back of my head. Slowly and persistently eating me up. Like a slow drip from a faucet. I want it to stop. I can't stand it no more.
It hurts and it hurts a lot. I can't even put it in words. The kind that you wonder what's the point. The kind that you just wish you are someone else.
Last night, I did YOGA. Oh Rodney Yee, how you kick my butt again..and again.
"Put your leg on the chair and bend down and touch the chair"
What...I can't bend that far....I can't reach the chair at all.
"Lower your upper body to get your back into a nice bend"
(upper body barely move at all) Ahh.....just hold it Cliff..hold...hold those tears back...
The conclusion....Rodney Yee is not a man...period...
On the training front, I have been feeling sick for the past week. Nothing biggie. Just a build up of phylem(?) every morning. The throat got that tinkly feeling that it is down with something. I am hesitant on running outside in the cold air and make it worst.
It is time to start the engine again...I almost forgot I had an Ironman to do next year..My runners (pair #4 and #5) and my perscription goggles (Aquagoggles.com) arrive from the mail last Friday. The goggles are great. Now I can see all the bandaids lying at the bottom of the pool :)
Yes I do intend to wear one in red and one in blue. Homer is back...Sweet...