That's So Barb

Recently I rescued a cat, and upon learning this news a colleague of mine for more than 20 years said "That's So Barb".  This is the same person who once described my life as more of a 'weekend mini series' than a soap opera during the most dramatic of times.  

So when my sister Cathy asked me if I wanted to do the Quakertown Tri with her, of course I said yes even though I was fighting shoulder tendonitis from too much power yoga, and can't run more than a mile without a lot of pain in my left knee.  

In true "That's So Barb" fashion, I got an injection in my shoulder at 11:30am and was signed up to do a Tri by 11:30 pm.  I told my husband a week and a half later (after I started training) that I was doing another Tri, also totally Barb.   Cathy wasn't sure if her husband Mike could come, as he has a wedding the same weekend.  My first  reaction:  you do the Tri, I'll go to the party with Mike. Definitely Barb.  

So it looks like Cathy and I are doing it again, although I insisted that this one would just
be for "fun".  Stay tuned for updates and send happy thoughts my way as I push the limits of my various injuries in pursuit of the goal.