IT’S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN! 7 DAYS UNTIL 26.2!!!

I know it’s cheesy (hey-I came of age in the ’80s) but I can’t even entertain the idea of a countdown of any kind, without the beginning notes of this song popping in to my head.  So here I sit exactly 1 week out from the big day humming Europe, playing some air guitar, and icing my ankle.  I took a brief break from this big fun to drop in at UEF and set my tender tush on the spin bike.  I only lasted for 56 minutes (of warm-up, cadence intervals and cool-down) and 20 miles this time, not because I felt particularly fatigued.  My booty was so sore from yesterday’s time on the saddle, and I was given strict instructions not to stand (and possibly compromise my ankle) at all.  So I listened and behaved because I’m a very good girl who just happens to like some really bad music.