Brain = Mush

If you asked me to sum up my world view right now, it would be this:

And this:

And this:

Spending all this time swimming laps, running circles around the track, and riding my bike has turned my brain into complete and total mush.

Exhibit A - Jody and I were supposed to do a duathlon this weekend in Seguin.  We picked up our packets Saturday, went to bed early, woke-up and had breakfast and loaded the car.  Only then did we realize that we'd forgotten to set our clocks forward, despite being reminded at least a dozen times yesterday from various radio DJs, friends, and even the race coordinators at packet pickup.  We missed the duathlon and, more importantly, missed the opportunity to cheer on Chris & Michelle in their relay team victory.  1st on the podium - CONGRATS to TEAM SMITH!!

Ex. B - Jody's sister-in-law's mother passed away two weeks ago.  I have had a card sitting on my dresser waiting to be mailed to her since the day after I got that news.  I finally wrote the card yesterday, addressed it, and dropped it in the mail.  Last night I realized that I hadn't put the card IN the envelope before mailing it.  So now she's going to receive an empty envelope with the return address from moi.  If I had one ounce of focus, I would have noticed the flimsy envelope or the card right next to it.

Ex. C - Since I didn't compete in the duathlon, I decided to go ahead and do the 12-mile run on my training schedule for yesterday.  The run was fantastic, but when I went back to my car I opened the trunk to pull out a towel to dry off with and locked my keys in the trunk.  Fortunately, the walk home was only a couple miles, and it was probably good to loosen up my legs after the run, but come on, Jennie, get it together.

All this to say, I'm starting to look forward to my life beyond this training and hope that my brain isn't too worse for the wear.  My friend Laura asked me yesterday if I planned to "tone it down" after the race was over.  Hell, yes, I do!  I have a huge stack of books I'm looking forward to reading, and I can only hope that I'll rediscover my brain while doing so.  In the meantime, please forgive me if I am a total basketcase or flake of a friend.