Its official, we are officially ‘in it’.  Time is of the essence more so than ever….I’ve been feeling the inevitable sink into the dark abyss of training for a weeks now.  It really hit me Saturday night when I looked around our TV room and realized that it wasn’t a TV room anymore it was a ‘crack den’ and had been that way for 10 days.  The futon was in bed position covered with sleeping bags, pillows, tubes of arnicare and crumbs.  There were random piles of things around (i.e. a theracane, topped with a game of scrabble, topped with a photo of my father in law = random pile of things), the clothes in the laundry baskets had not made their back to their respective spots for weeks and that in 48 hours I had trained over 12 hours and ran over 30 miles (among other things).   So in those few moments of rest on Saturday night I realized that we are ‘in it’.

Yesterday I spent uncracking the crack den and cleaning the house, catching up a little bit on life before diving back into the work, train, eat, sleep thing for another week.   We have 8 weeks until CDA - I can do this, I can do anything for 8 weeks but I must warn all - my blogging will most definitely be reduced, our social calendar is going to have to be taken off the calendar and if I don’t return calls or emails it’s not because I don’t love you all it’s because I’m  ‘in it’ baby and I won’t be coming out until June 23rd.