Game On.

Man did I tri hard. I tried really hard. And I succeeded. I went 47 days without Chocolate. That is about 46 more days than I usually do. Gave it up for lent. Did that one other time and said never again. Guess it's like childbirth, I forgot how hard it is to do.

Now for some of you maybe that's not a big deal. But for me it's huge. I wasn't even able to have my chocolate milk after a very long workout. Something that has been scientifically proven to help in the recovery of the muscles. Works as well as some of the very expensive protein powders out there. I would just look at the chocolate milk and sigh. My son said on Ash Wednesday that he didn't think that would be too hard. He could give up chocolate. I then proceeded to tell him how much chocolate he had that day. He had chocolate milk, a chocolate chip cookie or two, a nutter butter, and a few Hersey kisses. Funny he didn't even realize he had any that day. I was keeping track. And I did so for the next 47 days. I watched as my family ate brownies, that I made, in front of me. I watched my kids eat my all time favorite girl scout cookies, Samoa. I watched my son eat Samoa ice cream and my other son drink chocolate milk on a daily basis. I watched, whined and whimpered as the days went on. But I never wavered. I never gave in. I never gave up. When I set my mind to something, game on.

I am doing the same with training. I haven't missed a workout yet. I never give in and I push myself every time. I will never give up. Game on.

Today though is a rest day. I managed to double up this week so I could have today as a break. A day to spend with my family. A day to spend with my sisters that I don't get to see very often anymore. A day to enjoy food and drink and try and not worry about tomorrow's workout. A day to enjoy the sunshine and get outside to enjoy the fresh air. A day to surprise my kids and my puppy with lots of fun and edible items. A day to hide the eggs and baskets where hopefully all are found. A day to be Mom, JoJo, Joelle........not a triathlete in training.

Tomorrow is Monday and with that comes week 10 of training. Week 10 is a monster. 2-4 hours of hard training each day. Long distances and high paces will be touched upon. By weeks end I will be toast. Not to mention it's a very busy week outside of my training. But it all will get done. I never give in I never give up. Game on.

Today, hide your chocolate bunnies, I'm on the warpath.