I’ve never been one to have much balance in life. Now is no exception.
I think it’s important to have a plan in place in the event that absolutely nothing I’m planning this year goes correctly (aliyah, IVF and preggo, my weight).
It’s April 1. I’m going to start training for a Half Ironman to be held July 1.
Yes, I’m crazy. And yes I promise that I won’t train for it or compete if I’m pregnant. But I’ve got to have a plan in place to deal with things if I get nothing but bad news.
I’ve got 12 weeks, give or take. If I can go sub 7 (I know, unlikely), I can take first in my age group. That would be a nice comeback. My realistic goal? Sub 8.
For the record, that’s hours. As in less than eight hours. I figure an hour for the swim and transition, four hours for the bike and transition, and three hours for the half marathon. Should be a good time all around.
If I pull this off, I will not be 220 pounds at the end of it.
Wish me luck.
I know, it’s supposed to be a fertility blog. Not an aliyah blog. Not an Orthodox Jewish blog. Not a weight loss blog. Not a triathlon training blog. Not a “welcome to the pity party” blog.
But all of those things are part of my life. They make up “me” and last I checked, this was my blog.
Thanks again to all who read me, and I hope to not disappoint in the future.