Race Plan
It's taper week. fah lah lah la lah. Crap, it's only Monday and I'm BORED. This is going to be a long week. Can't my work be busy on these easy training weeks? No, that's just not how it works I guess. Oh well. My laundry is all done (although I suppose I could put it all away now), I'm up to date on my work billing/invoicing and my desk is somewhat organized. Somewhat, I say. I figure by the time we finally get around to filling our taxes I will REALLY be forced to organize and file away all that "stuff." Anyhoo, back to my point. It's taper week and it never seems to fail I start getting the infamous question of goals. Times, specifically. I've always have a hard time coming up with these numbers, and even if I've thrown some out there I hate really putting it out there by saying x:xx. That makes it REAL ya know. And then I obsess and think about it too much, and doubt comes in…and and and. Last Tuesday while on a really fu...