Since Hamburg/ last blog posting, I have done the following: started up with a new coach, was the lead cyclist for the run leg (and embarrassingly loud cheerer) at the Triathlon Youth National Championships, saw the transition from the summer program to the after school program at the Boys and Girls Club, jetted off to London for the WCS race, finished 10th with my best run of the year (need to improve my run tactics, however), toured London on a double decker, chilled with new & old friends on Lake George, went rafting, put my training on the back burner to be a good maid of honor, got my nails painted girly pink (swimming destroys manicures, fyi), saw my bff get married, danced the night away, returned to COS with the realization that I had packed on a couple of pounds and need to turn up the dial to 11 to get ready for the WCS finale on the Gold Coast, and am now packing for a whirlwind trip to the Windy City for a big training session (aka Chicago Triathlon) this weekend.
Whew. Forget the emails- they can wait another week. I need to catch some ZZZZs.
(Travel makes me cranky. I have pity on my seatmates.)