.....aaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnddddddddddddd yes. I am training for an "Ironman." really, I am. Although, when I think about how much time I spend stressing over a 40 hour work week because of tax season (which is coming to a close THANK goodness) and then trying to maintain a social life (which is pretty spotty, at best, right now) and managing my own home (keeping it from falling apart) and taking care of the dogs on the weeks I have them (joint custody) and squeezing in time with my in-state family (who happen to operate on completely different time schedules because of children under the age of 11) and staying connected with my out of state friends/family (who would just make it SO easy on me if they just lived here) and most importantly being a sane, loving and giving girlfriend to a real gem, I have NO idea how I fit in 15 hours of training... THIS week. and this was a light week. Relatively speaking. to a complete training maniac. Yes, I worked out for 15 hours this week. I far exceed the FDA's recommendation of 30 minutes of moderately intense cardio a day, but I also completely blew up their food pyramid by consuming over 80% of my diet in carbs. whatever. Red wine is a carb too, right? Anyways, I digress. I wrapped up a solid week of training - just 3 weeks before my next marathon and I am feeling good. Well, I am feeling a moderate level of good because let's be honest, I feel pretty beat up. But this is what Ironman is all about. Destroying yourself. Breaking yourself down mentally. physically. and sacrifice - so much sacrifice. But this time around, if I sacrifice anything it will be the training...I have sound muscle memory. plus I just don't give a shit. I have already decided I am not racing this distance next year. I want to have a super fun summer. What can I say? I'm a Jensen and we Jensens like to party...am I wrong family? and we can throw down a spoon any day of the week!!!