I can honestly say I haven't had a descent training routine since November, maybe October.  At this point I'm more comfortable saying forever. Moving 7,000 miles, unpacking 500 boxes;while at the same time starting a new job, reestablishing BMD and settling two little peeps has been rather demanding at times overwhelming.  I'm 7 weeks from New Orleans 70.3  and my plans to PR seem too ambitious, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were all on track, WOD's, intervals, trainer time, then... little man started puking Thursday, he faked the funk for Dr. Seuss day Friday (I was up way past my bed time making a hat) and let the pukefest loose after school. Saturday I thought we were good to go and on the way to the pool he puked...all over Dirty Ruby (my truck). This morning my 3hr 30 min training ride over the bridge turned into another ride on the trainer. The only highlight was my oldest "Jabby" giving me some time to sneak off to the pool for a 1:15 aquaholic fix. However, I used the extra time this weekend to finally put on the finishing touches in the condo.
While swimming I decided that I'm no "schmee" Debbie Downer. I'm a Tigger, we love to BOUNCE! Time to bounce back. See you in New Orleans.