There isn't enough time!

This past week went by so fast I have no idea where it went.  However, as I am sitting here writing this ( on an ice pack), my body is reminding me how some of the hours were spent.. Let's see, 2 1/2 hours of swimming, 6 1/2 hours of cycling and 5 hours of running...  no wonder I am feeling a little tired and sore. I do have to admit,  I enjoy the hours of training.  I love seeing the scenery from a bike that you never notice when you are driving. I love the feeling of accomplishment and exhilaration that you get from running.  And I love that almost nothing hurts when I am swimming. Most of all, I love that John and I are doing this together. John is my biggest fan. As hard as I can be on myself, John is just the opposite.  I can always count on him to tell me what an amazing job I did when I get to the top of some cliff he just talked me into riding up, and when we finished our 13.5 mile run on Saturday, he was there with a high five and a "good job babe!" He never admits how many times he actually laps me in the pool even though I am fully aware of exactly how many and he is always telling people how great I did instead of how great he did. He really is the best training partner I could ask for.  More than that, he is the best husband I could ask for.  I told someone the other day that after John and I spent five hours running, biking and swimming on a Saturday, I thought to myself, we are being such irresponsible adults. We should be home doing yard work, and cleaning the house and doing all those things responsible adults do on a Saturday, but you know what, the house is VERY clean, the yard looks pretty amazing and I spent five hours with my husband on Saturday, just the two of us, working really hard towards a goal... together.  I think that is pretty responsible.