I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait. But I am waiting, waiting, waiting - ever so patiently. I want to see what my first training session will be like. Will it be a swim? I know that he knows I am a good swimmer - so with this in mind will he go all out on me or just maintain my stamina? I think he will maintain my stamina in the water till its time to up the anti in Spring/Summer.What will he make of my first bike ride then? Will I stick to flats and increase distance at first or will he add some hills in there for some fun, mmmmmmmmm - I wonder. As for the run, there are far to many things to improve so I guess the skies the limit in regards to my first session. I watched a video of myself running today and I look like I am doing a fast Olympic walk. I don't really lift my feet too far off the floor and I sway my hips from side to side like a Salsa dancer. I have my parents to thank for my South American genes, the hip wobble is ingrained.
So here I wait and ponder my fate, the anxiety is almost eating me alive. I think I have almost worn out the "check mail" icon on my email. I am almost 100% that I was one of those children who was found under the Christmas tree shaking presents to see what was inside. ARGH, the suspense is killing me.
Patience - tis' such a virtue
