Saturday, March 14, 2009

Friday the 13th

Well, nothing is easy and there are no guarantees.

I thought at 34 miles Polar Bear success was assured, but one bad week and the goal again at risk.

Our whole family battled the flu all week. I missed a week of swimming. I planned on making it up this weekend. Then, while commuting home Friday afternoon, I got rear ended on the bay bridge. Bummer. I woke this morning super stiff from the accident. Man, I just got my shoulders and neck clear of the ache of the flu and now I can't turn my head without pain.

6 miles to go and 7 days to get 'er done.