So I kind of jumped back into training a little too aggressively the past two weeks. I've gone from doing absolutely nothing -- like maybe an hour on the trainer once a week, max -- to diving into 7+ hours of swimming, biking, running and core.
I named this blog after the French word for cookie factory and had high hopes of becoming the next big food/wine blogger with a cookbook. And then I found out I was allergic to gluten. And learned I'd rather write about triathlons instead of tannins. So now you get to read about my obsession with Ironman, travel and cats. May the force be with you.