Hi, My Name is Mojo and I'm an Addict

I've come back to the real world. I knew this would happen. I'm depressed that the half is over. I enjoyed waking up in the morning and looking at my training schedule. There were mornings I'd look at it and think the workout was too hard, I didn't think I could complete it. After I did it, I felt such a sense of accomplishment. There is no plan for me to follow anymore. I feel lost.

I have to go to Farmer's Market today. I will have to get dressed in something besides biking shorts, tri shorts and a jog bra. I'll blow dry my hair and put on some make-up. It makes me feel all fake and phony. I'll smile and sell eggs and soap. Inside, I'll secretly be wishing that I was riding with the group tonight. Tomato man will ask me why I keep moving my legs, I'll have too much energy to just sit still for hours. I'm addicted to the endorphin rush. I'd do another Half Ironman right now. Last night, I did a trail run(after swimming and lifting) and enjoyed the sweat dripping into my eyes and burning them. I'm crazy, I need some help I think. Why can't I just be a good farmer?