Sleep. Eat. Sleep. Sleep. Run. Eat.

My eyes keep shutting. I'm trying to stay awake but I'm exhausted. My body aches. My legs feel weak. My toe is black and blue. The smell of chlorine won't go away. Oh the tri-life. Tomorrow is a solo brick but I'm taking the day off. I have a hard time with Gym Thursdays for some reason. I like having plans after work on Thursdays and after tonight's swim, getting to the gym before work is unlikely. I need to sleep! This week, two months into training, my body is starting to feel the change, the burn, the tri-life. I'm eating more than I ever have and I'm sleeping more. Or at least, I'd like to be sleeping more. The eating doesn't bother me-- never been a big eater and it's kind of fun to keep my stomach more full than usual. The fruits left out for us in the pantry at work make me happy- but so does the chocolate and the sweets and the cookies- oh how fun it is to work at MSO! I'm letting myself eat more- just trying to eat healthy when I do. Last night was a 5 mile run in the park. It felt good but the hills, oh the hills. Up and down. Up and down. Back and forth- the coaches are mean, just standing there watching us as we run. They shout that they don't want to see a look of pain on our face. What? No pain? No gain? They want us to keep our bodies relaxed, even when we climb the hills. A relaxed body equals a relaxed face equals no look of pain. Argh. I was in pain, but I was happy and I just kept going and going. Running is by far my weakest link. With three months to go until race day, I figure I have plenty of time to work on my speed which I hope will come as I build my endurance. You know, there is a reason I was goalie on the high school soccer team.