You've heard of the Dark Horse

Well, based on my total lack of training in any form, I am predicting the following at Iceman this year. I am the horse at mile 20.

Why I will not be fast at Iceman...

So, I am known to be a little over dramatic. Maybe exaggerate a little at times.  I've been venting quite a bit lately about all of the work I've been doing around the new house. However, if you stop over, you'd probably think it's all talk since little has been accomplished since we officially moved in, in late July. The new house fits the old onion analogy pretty well. Each time I start a job and peel back a layer, it exposes a new challenge or heatbreak. Let's take window painting for example. I crack open one open, well more like violently pry and suprise! Oh, don't worry, it's not as bad as it looks. It's actually worse. So my little painting job becomes a day of chiseling, measuring, sawing, nailing, sanding and caulking. 8 hours or so later, I am back on track.

So, Iceman is basically 5 weeks out. I had every intention of starting training today. I have not done any consistent training since July. Today I was greeted by blue paint all over the carpet and a broken furnace. Luckily, my dad teaches furnace repair and talked me through getting it going over the phone.

Guess Iceman training starts tomorrow. Fingers crossed.