Doubt and laziness set in. Were we, as humans, meant to work this hard? My husband really enjoyed his 12 mile run yesterday. I tolerate my little 3 mile run, but I wouldn't say I enjoyed it, nor would I want to run 12 miles in the hot, New Mexico sun. My spirit is sloth, and heat makes me cranky and lazy. I looked up "lazy" in google images, and Homer here was the first entry. -->What am I doing? Am I crazy? Why am I doing this? My sunburned back is all red and itchy and sensitive, and my feet hurt, and I'm pretty sure I have an ear infection from swimming.
I uploaded pictures of my husband and son at the triathlons they've done so far. Maybe soon I'll have some of myself. They're at http://photos.yahoo.com/mistypilgrim.
