Before I turn this post into a Mike Reilly tagline talking about how the one thing I can control is my attitude while "Teenage Wasteland" fades out (Ironman athletes, you know what I'm talking about) I’m packing up the car and heading up to Penticton, British Columbia. My best friend Sydnie and I are crewing for two of our teammates racing Ultraman. I’m determined to get out of this rut and a long weekend away feels like the timing couldn’t be more perfect. Granted, this trip has been planned for weeks, but in a way I feel like I’m adjusting my sails and doing something different. I hope that any of you struggling with some of the season’s lows are able to acknowledge it, figure out what you need to do to resolve it, and sail on.