One Of Those Days

I have been pretty good with all of this cancer stuff.  Pretty positive. 

But this morning I was tired and knew I had to swim and run.  The first triathlon is not too far off, and it was time to step up training.  There was a time where I thought it was all too much.  That it is really a fool's errand thinking that I will be healthy enough to show up at the starting line, let alone finish.  So I did delay a bit.  Then stopped thinking like that and signed up for two more sprint triathlons.

Even if I do go back on chemo, I will do my best to find a way to train and make those two triathlons - which would bring the total to three - by the beginning of June. 

Someone in the pool today mentioned that I was looking like I was drowning.  And yes, to one side it is a bit more for me to warm up.  We were working a bit,  great tips.  But they mentioned they thought there is no way I would be ready for the first triathlon.  I told them if I make the starting line, that would be a victory and explained my condition.  Inoperable cancer and just a matter of when chemo comes back and I am doing everything to avoid.  Got the reaction that is pretty much universal when I tell people (I keep it quiet), jaw pretty much hit the floor, then a smile and even more help because that changes everything. 😀

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