Finding my strength

So I have been training for one full week and as of now, all i can say is that this is HARD! Anyone who has ever met me know that I am not necessarily what you would call an "athlete", even if you called me "athletic" you would be stretching it. So going from thinking about working out 6 days a week, to busting my arse for hours 6 days a week, is not an easy task.

Being apart of the Team In Training, is defiantly helpful when it comes to pushing myself, and being motivated, however i feel as though I am the only "first timer." Each time someone runs beside me (before passing me) and i make my lame small talk, while trying to mask the fact that I am about to go into cardiac arrest, the golden question is "Is this your first triathlon?" my answer is always, "yes, this is my first, but i am so excited to see what I can do!" but I want to say "DUH! LOOK AT ME!" Yet, they always reply, "This is my 7th or 8th." This just makes me want to push them, and if they don't fall, then i will believe they are truly the bad-ass they are claiming to be, but all I say is "wow, thats awesome" and then i pray they will pass me so they dont see me roll my eyes. However, all joking aside, it truly is amazing, and incredibly inspirational, I just only hope my body catches up with the difficulty of the workouts, sooner then later!

So in other news, I have found the one thing that will rip Rick and my relationship apart, drive me crazy, and end with about an hour of the silent treatment. To all you other couples out there, here is a lesson for you. Never, and I mean NEVER clean the house together! I am the type of cleaner that works from room to room, speedy, efficient, and I get the job done. Rick is the type of guy that attempts to be thorough, but it just makes more of a mess then there was before. His room yesterday was the kitchen. He had to put away the groceries, then do the dishes and the counters, thats it. Yet if you give a rick a kitchen, he is going to want to clean out the fridge, then he wants to do all the laundry, then he wants to clean the stove, and move the entire fridge so he can sweep behind it. So this makes it so when I am finished with the dinning room, the living room, the bathroom, the bedroom, dusting and vacuuming. I am now finishing the kitchen while he is outside washing the floors of our 4x3 porch, and cleaning the grill. He is never allowed to clean again. It is not worth it, especially when I havent eaten, because that just makes for a grouchy Jessie, and that is never good!

If you haven't donated to my fundraising for the Leukemia and Lymphoma society yet, do so! You will be giving money to an amazing organization that helps with not only blood cancer research, but also provides resources and services for individuals and families effected by the disease, and you will also be helping me get to my fundraising goal, so i can actually compete in the triathlon!

http://pages.teamintraining.org/sj/wildtri10/jtoalz