Tomorrow will be the first time I've missed participating in the UBC Tri/Du Olympic-Distance Triathlon. It's needling at me.
Now, to be fair, I'm not missing it because of baby. I'm missing it because I got really busy with work in November and it's only got worse since then. So I haven't had time to train at all. At all.
The situation is needling at me because I'm sad that this is a sign of things to come. I'm missing the rush and endorphins already, and I'm genuinely afraid it could get worse.
I'm very melancholy at the moment, already missing my 'old life'. And after the birthing classes last weekend and this past week, I'm not exactly feeling excited about the first 3 months of fatherhood. I hope it's just stress. It's helpful that I have friends with young kids who have all kept their previous lives alive.