A note about the big day
One week from Sunday I'll be grinning ear to ear.. I just can't wait.. I feel like a new born baby seeing it's mama for the first time. I only hope I don't cry like the newborn baby. In order to be sure of that: FIRST note to self: BRING ADVIL.. Since the race director probably didn't squeeze in an ice bath tent, Advil is the next best thing. I hope that after this race I get some respect.. ya..that's right.. R E S P E C T.... In the triathlon world, as with any other sport, I feel one must prove oneself .. and it takes EXTRA EXTRA long in the triathlon world to do that due to the nature of the short seasons.. a sprint here, an Oly. there.. Season Over. Apparently you have to do the BIGGER Races to really know what it's all about.. OK so saddle up for 10 months of training before your BIG EFFING DAY..... OK. OK... the one thing I have going for me is that I absolutely love the whole training pattern.. The on on on off on on on monthly man...