Brrrrrrr!

When Sweet baboo and I woke up this morning it was 54 degrees out.

54. Degrees.

Before we left Albuquerque yesterday morning it was already in the 90's. It had rained during the night, meaning it was all nice and steamy for my 6 mile Friday morning run.

(Still the toughest girl on the block)

I was supposed to be doing hills, which I did. The idea is that, by the time I get to Ironman Louisville I'll be all aclimated to the steamy August heat.

When Sweet Baboo and I do our Steambath Ironman in Kentucky, Ma baboo is coming out from San Antonio. I've adopted her as my mom now. She's like, the greated MIL evar. Sweet Baboo will have to get another mom. This one's mine. That's all there is to it. And, many people we know will be there. So it's gonna be a steamy August Kentucky triathlon party.

But, back to our vacation. I bought a light jacket just in case it got a wee bit chilly here, but holy cow 54 degrees? I'm not complaining! I love the break from the heat. Our hotel is near an iHop. Pretty soon, we're going to head out to the Grand Canyon, where I've never been. Yay!
Then we'll meet up with a couple of friends tonight at the Mountain Man packet.

Tomorrow is the triathon. I briefly considered doing the half, with Sweet Baboo, but decided that I'd rather poke myself in the eye with a sharp stick. I'm doing the Olympic.

If I sound cranky it's because I have now gained 10 pounds during my Ironman training. And NO, as much as I appreciate the attempts to make me feel better, it is not all muscle, unless that muscle is concentrated in my butt and thighs.

My clothes are tighter. I feel heavier. Yuck.

Okay, now I'm just rambling.

I'm going to breakfast. Gotta maintain my Athena Physique somehow.

See you after the race.