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I'm Baaack

I have been writing posts in my head for weeks now, but just can't get them to come out on the keyboard. Life is interesting still. No changes on the marriage front. Just waiting for one of us to get out. My main reason for not leaving is money. And after house/dog sitting for over a week at my parents, I have come to the conclusion I can't live there. The drive is too far, by the time I pick up the boys after work and get out there it's after 6. With homework, and dinner, that just won't work. I have found a potential apartment, so now I just need a part time job to be able to swing it. We did go on a kayaking trip as a family, and had fun. But I was informed up front that it in no way meant that things were ok. There were 15 of us all together going to celebrate the in-law's 50th anniversary. Good times.

This past weekend was the 2nd annual Aflac Iron Girl triathlon here. It was amazing. I will do an official race report tomorrow. I was going to do the Skinnyman Tri Labor Day weekend, but I'm having some major neck/back pain. It's so severe at times that I can't turn to check my blind spot while driving. Not a good thing. So, today I'm calling my doctor, or a chiropractor (can't decide, feel free to weigh in in comments) to get it looked at. Hoping it's nothing serious, and that I can hop back on my bike. Also going to take Pepe to get fitted properly, make sure the seat and handle bars are adjusted to fit me. Maybe that will help with the pain a little. Although, I haven't been on the bike since Saturday, so I'm pretty sure that has nothing to do with the pain.

Tomorrow, or maybe tonight, race report. Then I will start blogging daily. Want to document my training for the 2011 70.3!

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