Few minutes to spare between the week’s start of a 60min jog and a cruise swim which needs to be done before the midday Pilates class, which I’m a regular late comer for, and reckon a few minutes of punching out some keys will radically reduce my blogging guilt by of not posting yesterday – as I’d committed to.
View from dinner with friends on Friday night
The distraction was family Mandy, who got into town yesterday. Gary’s youth was in Stellenbosch, and has family here still, and Gia has trained here plenty, so in essence, as Truckee is my second home, so this is theirs. Only its the first time we’re going to be enjoying Bosch time together. So caught up with their jetlag yesterday for a few hours, but barely broke the surface on months of catching up… So great seeing them. One oft can only realize how much company was missed till reunited.
The days and weeks feel like their blending into a continuum and ticking by like a metronome thats beating just notch too high. But its going real well, in great space, loving building my base block, loving being in Stellenbosch, seeing family regularly, sister home from Tanzania, training with mates, thrilling developments branding wise, starting to dream of 2010, addicted to the discovery of coffee, pirating awesome music, gasping at spring flowers in Jonkershoek, training to Podcasts for mental stimulation, and reawakening my intellect with some reading, and so I could go on and on. And for real, been wanting to share the journey more than I have, just struggling to balance all the balls and shift in focus.
But I hope this post finds you as well as I am – caked with white salt, after the scrumptious breakfast feast, about to hit session 2.
Riding Hell and Back this weekend, and then Triple Challenge the weekend after – the first of the four major South African events I want to have a crack at this summer…
