TriSupporter

What time?

Tonight is the first night I've been able to just relax at home in a week. I traveled for fun then traveled for work. I got home exhausted last night and am just trying to catch up tonight. So when Rianman asked me to help him tomorrow, I thought, "Sure. What do you need me to do?"

Rianman: I need you to go to the track with me to take my heart rate and time.

Natalie: In the morning?

Rianman: Yes...at the track.

Natalie: It's going to be freezing. Can't we go to the gym?

Rianman: Let me check my schedule. Um... no it has to be the track.

Natalie: Ughhh....okay, what time?

Rianman: 5:30

Natalie: AM? Uhh...no.

So, Rianman rearranged his schedule and we'll do it on Sunday. That's how you compromise with a triathlete.

Happy Groundhog Day

What's that got to do with being a TriSupporter, you ask. Well, it doesn't exactly except that when Punxsutawney Philwas seeing his shadow, Rianman was up and at the gym getting his fitness on. Today was the start of his official training season. His alarm was set for 5...something (I wasn't up) and he was gone while it was still dark. He has been sleeping till 7 am for the last 2 to 3 months and this, post-Superbowl morning, he was up before dawn. Rianman did not see his shadow.

This means:

• two workouts a day most days for the next 6 or 7 months
• the baby bottle dryer has to come out from hiding and take up space even though we are child-free
• those damned water bottles filling up my sink
• powered mixes will dust my black granite countertops
• sweaty Road IDs and FuelBelts will be left to dry on those said countertops
• eating dinner alone most nights
• the water bill going up to accomodate all the cycles of laundry
• the numerous road trips to races staying in fairly crappy hotels
• my car, which is the Trimobile, will see more empty, sticky gel wrappers

I could go one but I think you get the idea and if you are a TriSupporter you could probably add to the list.

So, Happy Groundhog Day. I hear we've got 6 more weeks of winter. Great! That means salty, wet sneakers drying in the kitchen.