Break Your Limits

yes that’s right.. I have decided its only so many times you can ride that freeway bike path towards Mandurah and back… the domain of the triathlete, pass the same weird old people that stumble out of the retirement home in Success, the Gatorade refill at caltex Baldivis and the fat truckie who always feels the need to be a dick.

It only so many sessions I can talk to my special friend the black line at the bottom of the pool… I often ask it for advice… Blacky am I going to swim fast at Busso… why not Blacky? Blacky why do the fat old guys wear sluggos that are way to small for them. Blacky why is there an excess of used bandaids on the pool floor today?

It only so many run sessions that I can run with my ipod… seriously ive even been able to guess the next song on shuffle its been used that much..

I just want to race.. 18 days till it ends and I get to sleep in again.. that is until IMWA 2010 when it begins all over again.