One Last Bowl of Ice Cream...

Four hours, forty-five minutes and the off-season officially ends and the rituals begin: the early rise ~ early to bed, the achy muscles, the fatigue. The black toenails, the chafing. Frozen fingers and toes. Ridiculous yardage in the pool. Hours on the bike. The mental roller coaster that goes with it all.

How I truly look forward to it.

Yes, training begins in the morning.

Same goal as last year, different outcome. New focus, new fervor, new determination.

NOLA you are going down. See you in April.