The loneliness of the long distance runner

Following the second football tournament in two days (won the first one, third in the second) the kids team return to base for some relaxation before heading home on Monday.  But not for me.  The kids head to the pool, the amigos the bar and I start out on my run although the thought of a cool pint was tempting.  Holland countryside is beautiful but heavy thunder restricts my run to an hour and I get in just before the heavens open.  Committing to Ironman means sacrificing many things but I did get back for a couple of beers and a steak as all training and no play could make me exceptionally boring!  On Tuesday it is back to building up my training as there will be little rest between now and August.