2009.02.03

This weekend I am supposed to do round 2 of the Splash N Dash series. I know, I said no more weekend recaps. I consider this a quasi-amusing story, deal with it. The Splash N Dash is a 1,000 yard swim followed by a 3.1 mile run.

As regular readers know, I am a poor swimmer. I am a really poor swimmer. I took swim lessons when I was 5-years-old. I can swim from one side of the pool to the other. That is the extent of my swimming prowess.

I felt really good after doing the first Splash N Dash. Granted it took about 45:00 minutes to swim 1,000 yards and another 40:00 minutes (including transition time) to run 3.1 miles. I felt good. I had survived. I was stoked about my ability to finish the next two Splash N Dash events.

Well, as previously stated, the second Splash N Dash is this coming Sunday. I suddenly have a very queasy feeling in my stomach. After the endorphin rush of the first event wore off, I felt like Mike Tyson had punched me in the face. Honestly, I do not know of any 'current' boxers. Does anyone even watch boxing any more? If you are too young to know who Mike Tyson is... google his name. Sheesh. Here is a link to some of his KOs.

I think I am more nervous about the event this time than I was last time. Last time, I knew it was going to be rough. Last time, I knew it was going to be hard. But, I kept telling myself, "You will do this. You will finish."

Mentally, I was prepared. This time... I still remember the punch to the face I received last time. This time, I keep thinking, "Holy crap, that was hard. Why am I doing this?"

If you believe in God, please pray for me. If you do not believe in God... please pray for me.

Update: MO may have separated his shoulder at roller skating party. He may be unable to participate in the Splash N Dash this weekend.