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Such is Life

I haven't blogged in so long I forgot my password - that's when you know it's bad. Good thing I have 4 passwords that I cycle through and they're all my bike names and model numbers. Don't get excited -  I didn't tell you nothin'! I have 3 bikes with different names and number combinations and then my other passwords is the first triathlon I ever did and my race number. Good luck guessing my password ....not that you'd want to sign onto my blog account anyway.
Life in grad school is a lot more hectic than I thought it would be - I think in the beginning I was floatin' down  de Nile (denial...for those who aren't as punny as I).

Days look something like this:

6:00 am wake up
7:30 am leave for school
5:30-7:30 pm get home
Run
Homework
Sleep
Repeat

Thrilling, eh? I manage to squeeze in fun things like triathlons and marathons and going to SLC on the weekends but all in all I always have school work lingering in the back of my mind. Only a year and a half left until I graduate! And see if I work full-time.
HA!
I'm thinking early retirement at 30 - just when my endurance peaks and I can go live my lifelong dream of doing nothing but age-group racing.

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