I don't even know anymore; but I know that I'm somewhere between here and there.
Weeks ago I declared that I was 10 weeks out which OBVIOUSLY is not true.
After returning from Haiti I really had to re-evaluate my goals and my competition date had to change. It seems that I had bitten off more than I could chew.
Now I've found myself in some place between being rip roaring and ready to go, and afraid that I won't be prepared because I've been set back; and subsequently altered my course.
I'm okay with an alteration. I have reset myself and collected my day to day plans from THIS moment on, and it is from here that I press on.
10 weeks out.