Wow I'm Tired/I Hate Halak

Four months from tomorrow, I will attempt (and finish) my first Ironman in Louisville, Kentucky. Until that time, I plan on spending almost every waking hour wishing I was asleep. I know this sounds awful, and maybe I am still recovering (read "fighting my body's desire to recover") from Boston, but I am exhausted. It may also be due to the fact that I am altering the recommended workout schedule to squeeze in a much needed weekend away for Kayleen's bachelorette weekend in Newburyport, MA (yipee!).

As I sit and type/complain, my legs are throbbing...not pain, just pulsating with fatigue. It actually feels pretty good except that I have to run 12 miles tomorrow. This week has just been busy. Sunday, I rode my stationary trainer for 2 hours while attempting to keep up with the Spinerval DVD on the IMKY course. Monday, I hit the bike again and opted for Turbojam over a short, low-effort run. Tuesday, I ran 7 miles and swam 3000 in the pool, worked all day, and then finished up with a cross-training workout at Bricks (the multisport training gym). If my quads weren't still mildly angry from the hills of Newton, I would swear the workout was particularly quad intensive. This morning was a swim-only day, and I have never been more excited to hit the pool. My arms were a tad (read "ridiculously") sore/tired from the lifting portion of the workout last night, but everything loosened up and felt better after the swim. Unfortunately, instead of going back to bed after that, I had to go to work where it became increasingly more difficult to stand/walk as the day progressed. I know my body is about finished when I can barely demonstrate a straight leg raise into abduction for a patient...good times. Tomorrow I have a 12 miler. Friday, I will be back on the trainer for a 2-hour spineroo before I drive to BWI to meet Kayleen for the flight to Boston!

As much as I loved the marathon, I am very much looking forward to traveling to New England for a weekend of relaxation and wine with the girls. Never fear, though. I have researched and found a YWCA in Newburyport where I can purchase a daily pass so I can get a swim and bike in before the wine/pampering/wine/Mexican food/yoga-fest begins. After this weekend, I have plans for 2 other weekends before IMKY. I will be in Philly on May 29th for the USA v Turkey in soccer. It is the final warm up game before Landon Donovan, et. al. head to South Africa to disappoint me in the World Cup. The weekend of June 19th will be spent with Murphy Lee, CC, and possible CHerm/WallaceC somewhere for gay/suburban vacation. Beyond that, the next four months will consist of training, working, eating, only-very-necessary housework, and, perhaps, a touch of sleep.

Tonight, it is Game 7. Halak is playing like a man posessed. Ovechkin/Backstrom/Semin/Anyone needs to score. Go Caps!