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It’s only Tuesday and the work week is already looking dismally packed with endless meetings and calendar invites. I am trying to stay positive. Despite the avalanche of work that has come my way, I am reminding myself to be thankful for a job in hard times like these.
I have 3 major deliverables this week, added to that is the fact that I will be by myself for most of the week since the Jman has been travelling for work and is busy with a whole heap of other stuff.
Ok, time to suck it up and go right into it. I will be fine. I will be fine. I will be fine.
After a 3-week hiatus from running, I hit the road yesterday with a vengeance. I ran 3 loops around Princes Park, somewhere around 10 kilometers, interspersed with powerwalks and interval training.
I have some very, very sore legs today, but damn, does it feel goooood!
In case you’ve been wondering where I’ve disappeared to, I’ve kinda taken a trip to outer space and vanished from the scenes of blog world.
Life has been a bit of a whirlwind tour around the office, home, and Singapore – trying to juggle increasingly-long work hours, wedding plans and home maintenance is no mean feat but it is also incredibly fulfilling at the same time.
Nevertheless, not all is lost. My days have been peppered intermittently with mini cookouts and food adventures, which I have journaled over at Epicureal Epiphanies, but otherwise, everything else is at a standstill. Even my fitness regime is struggling to see the light of day.
Let’s just hope this madness blows over. Can anyone spell 4-Day-Easter-Break? Gawd, I really can’t wait!
Swim start
Bikes, anyone?
At the finish line
So I finished my first triathlon in Melbourne and survived. It was a very short one (400/10/4), and I was pulled in at the last minute because the supposed participant pulled out. Given that I had only one week to train, I thought it’d be in my best interests NOT to get competitive about things and just have fun.
Fun? It was, but also ridiculously cold. It’d been in the 30s all week and as Murphy’s law would have it, it was forecasted that Sunday’s weather would be a dreadful 23 degrees. Murphy’s law would also have that the weatherman was actually spot on about that, so any hopes of the mercury rising during the week was all but wishful thinking.
Nevertheless the BRW was a great tri. I loved the fact that it was thoroughly well organised and everything was very orderly. My only grouse is STILL the weather and the awfully long distance between segments that made the transitions very long as well, but I don’t think that hampered the event and all in all, I had a lot of fun. The satisfaction from having finally completed my first triathlon in Melbourne was also worth the while, and even though my timing looked embarrassingly dismal next to my team mates, well, my excuse was that I only had one week to train, I had shorter legs, and much smaller wheels.
So there, one down, I’m not sure if there’s any more to come. I suppose the next investment on the list would be a really swish Zoot/Orca/2XU wetsuit that would hopefully offer some refuge from the cold.
p/s. Thanks to my most ardent race supporter for the bag service, Thermos flask of hot water and warm hugs!
