This Triathlete's Life
Confessions of a hopelessly addicted triathlete:
I wake up at 5am 3 times a week, just to get extra training in.
The back of my car looks like a bike shop.
I have more lycra in my wardrobe than normal clothes.
I secretly love the smell of a neoprine wetsuit.
I love porn...bike porn.
I eat more pasta than most Italians.
Every road I drive, I think to myself, "I could ride this" and then start looking for a lake or trail.
My girlfriend and I fight over the razor...to shave our legs.
Besides sex, there is no better feeling than standing in a lake at 7am with a Red Bull and an Espresso Love Gel with 2x caffeine running through my veins, with 150 other dudes in neoprine feeling the same way.
Aero bars are cool.
I try not to wash off my body numbers after a race.
During the run, all I want is an ice cold beer.
I'm addicted to this sport.
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"It's what you've got inside that matters. The details and technological things will take you only so far. You still have to pedal the bike. Some people are always looking for the magic secret. There's no secret. Just bust your ass." -Dave Zabriskie
Don't let your meatloaf.
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