Phew. Only a few more hours left in July. I should be able to make it through without any more bodily harm. What in the world is up with me and July??? Judging from the last 3 July's, next year I should probably just hide under a rock or lock myself in a padded room for 31 days.
Remember 2 years ago? July brought my first round with plantar fasciatis, and some badly sprained toes.
Last year? Nasty case of shingles.
And of course, this July brought the intercostal pain and a stress fracture.
I probably should have thought about my July bad luck before I signed up for this next July......
I couldn't help myself!! Placid has always been on my Ironman "bucket" list - loads of climbing on the bike and some awesome descending. Warm-er water. Plus I have never been to that part of New York so I'm very excited!
Bad luck comes in 3's (like plane crashes right?) so next July I will be perfectly healthy and butterflies will surround me as I run along in fields of wildflowers. But I won't trip or fall. And I'm not allergic to wildflowers or butterflies. I think.