Love the Life you Live, Live the Life you Love

I'm in a wee bit of a funk right now. Any triathletes who can offer some kind words of advice, a bit of encouragement, or maybe just a "get off your ass" one-liner would be most appreciated. I'm not sure if it's because since I got to Utah my times have significantly dropped and left me feeling fat and slow (I'm now running a 24 minute 5k - w.t.f. mate?) or if grad-school classes and clinicals leave me so mentally drained at the end of the day that I can't even think about doing anything but going home and napping, but I've quite literally become a bump on a log. At least in my book. It's really not that bad, yesterday I biked 40 miles and today I ran almost 10, mostly on trails. But it's the whole 'motivation' thing that's tearing me apart. I literally have to trick myself to get out the door. And then when I'm actually out there it takes all my will power to actually stay out there and not turn right back around, put on my X...

I looked today and saw that I have 9,999 page views! Who will be the lucky 10,000th person!? Probably my mom. Also, I had an epiphany in the shower. A pen-pal is called a pen-pal because you write to them with a pen, presumably in a letter. WHO KNEW!? For the first 23 years of my life I had no idea why pen-pals were called pen-pals. I always thought they should be called mail-pals, or letter-pals. But pen-pals has a nice, phonemic ring to it so I let it go. Then there I was washing my hair and - lightbulb!- it clicks. Guess what, I just made another neural connection in my little bean. Go me. So, if you write to someone in an e-mail, do you have a key-pal? A type-pal? The world may never know. I'm still laughing about it. Pen-pal! Brilliant!