A confession

I've had a lot of people email me privately about a certain subject and I feel it time to come clean about something.

I'm still, technically, an athena.

I know there was that one time when I got down to 149.5 early one morning after I had peed, pood, and exhaled all the breath out of my body, was slightly dehydrated, and wasn't hungry at dinner the night before, but since then SAD and off season lack of training laziness have hit pretty hard, along with my northern European ancestors genes which refuse to starve, refuse to starve.

The truth is that I've been firmly at 155 or so ever since about two days after that day, with little variation. However, I've continued to sign up in my age group for stuff because the unreasonably optimistic part of me that wears rose-colored glasses is firmly convinced that once I get into the heavy ironman ironman training beginning in late March/Early April (help me) I'll be dropping back down. Since I compete in the southwest challenge series for points, if I change from Athena to Age-grouper mid-season I'll lose the points I've accrued if, indeed, I accrue any.

So there (deep exhalation) I feel better now, getting that off my chest.