Perhaps there is no such thing as Karma. I used to believe that everyone gets what they deserve eventually, but lately I just do not see that happening. I keep seeing bad people getting away with wicked stuff and there never seems to be any consequences. Something is wrong with the world and I don’t know what it is going to take to get it back on track. Perhaps having the Yankees win the World Series will put the normal order back in the universe. However that does not seem to be happening anytime soon. I am just going to have to take things into my own hands and right the things that are going wrong in my world.

I think g-d tests you from time to time to check your resolve and to force you to make it through various trials and tribulations. If so, I am going through some sort of big test right now. My job has been a pain in the ass and I am still not able to run. So I am making it official. I am not doing the Vermont 100 Mile Endurance Run this year. My right leg is still injured and I don’t have a chance of healing and getting back in shape in time for the race. So it looks like my racing schedule will be very light this year. Perhaps I’ll heal enough in time to do the NYC Marathon and the JFK 50 miler. I’ll just have to wait and see.

Fortunately things at home have been pretty good. With my inability to run, I’ve been taking it very easy training wise. I am spending most of my new found free time with my kids going to baseball games, to the beach and practicing a lot of baseball with my son and even sometimes with my daughter. I am missing his game this weekend because I am going TweetupLA this weekend. I am staying with my friend @gregbarnett and helping him to get ready for the party. However, my father went to my son’s game and he was able to give me the play by play over the phone. I understand that my son made a diving catch at first base on a line drive ball headed out to right field. Everyone erupted and cheered for him and even the coaches from the other team came over to congratulate him. I do wish I was able to see it. I am so proud of him and I feel very lucky to have him for a son.

There is really not much to report. I am still doing between an hour to two hours a day on my bike, albeit indoors on my trainer while watching TV. I am getting a decent cardio workout in so I am not too worried about not going outside with my bike. Besides, if I am going to ride outdoors, I need to do it in the morning and I’ve been much of a wuss lately, in as much as I can’t get myself up early enough, nor do I feel like dealing with the chilly Spring weather.

This past weekend was mostly about baseball with my son. I knew this would be happening years ago. I knew the time would come when my son would start playing little league baseball and that I would be committed to taking him to practice and his games. Little did I know then how much he would love to play the game. He never wants to stop practicing. We stay in the park long after his team’s practice is over to continue catching and batting the ball. The same goes for after his games. He wants to be the best and perhaps one day the next Derek Jeter.

This just confirms my thoughts that it would be very hard to train for Ironman once my son got to little league age. I got away with it through last year, but I don’t see how I could have done it this year, even if I really wanted to. It makes me sad to know that I am not in Ironman shape, the way I used to be, but I guess that is the tradeoff. Ironman will have to wait for a couple of years before I attempt to do it again.

I only wish I was able to run right now. I found that training for the Vermont 100 Endurance Run is a lot easier than training for an Ironman. All I needed to do on a given day was run for a few hours. I was easily able to fit that in. Ironman training would have required many more hours and besides not really being able to fit it in, I really don’t have it in me to do right now. I was completely invested in training for the VT100 and I can’t focus on anything else. Hopefully come May, I’ll be able to run again and still be able to get ready for the race. In the meantime, I’ll just have to be satisfied with running in my dreams.