For the first time since I started this swim bike run madness, I did not start a race that I had registered and paid for.
There are many excuses for my no show. One of them was my stiff right ankle, which started giving me sharp, shooting pain on my treadmill run on Friday and got worse 2km into my Double Hill run on Saturday.
Another excuse was that this weekend was one of those rare occasions that I had the kids over for the entire weekend and I'd much rather spend Sunday morning with them instead of slogging it out running 21km.
Both legit excuses, but in reality, I was just plain lazy. I woke up at the requisite time, then lay in bed contemplating whether to go or not. Before I knew it, it was 5:30am and it was just too late for me to go. So it was back to dreamy-dream land for me.
All wasn't wasted though. I woke up at 9:30am, and Senn and I took the boys to the National Science Centre. The boys enjoyed themselves even though most of the exhibits weren't working. In the end, I spent some quality time with them and that is far more satisfying than getting a personal best at a half marathon.