Personal Journal #1 - May 21

The beginning of the week was the start of triathlon training for me, so I have been spending quite sometime outside either swimming, running, or biking. Usually, I think about how much I want to stop, go home, sit on the couch, and watch endless hours of trash TV or read a book with a storyline filled with high-line drama. Today was a little different. Before I started my run, I was greeted by our large, stray, lizard with a curly tail. Although he runs away every time he sees me, I get excited and say hello as if he understands. I began to jog and felt the sweet form on my forehead from the unforgiving sun beaming on me. As I reached my 2 mile marker, I suddenly became worried as I saw a hand sized turtle in the middle of the road, huddled in his shell, hiding, as the cars rolled over him. I quickly jumped in the busy traffic (at the safest time possible) picked him up and placed him in the bushes. After my good dead for the day, I continued running thinking maybe training isn't so bad after all.