Tough Just Getting To The Line

It is the weekend of the race. I can't wait to race, but this is the most I have thought about a race before and it becomes mostly negative the longer it continues. This race's association with the Ironman just means more to me, because it is an official 70.3. I also know that I need to cross this finish line and then want to line up at the starting line and do it again, but not this Sunday.

I haven't trained near what I need to; though that is what I feel the least concerned about. Both my runs this week have felt alarming. Every muscle and ligament feels like it is sending a slight signal, vying for my attention, to stay inspective of it. This is a particularly bad feeling having had surgery within the year. I have been doing a lot of stretching to try and help this. A number of people in my office are sick. I can't explain how much I have just wanted to be in a bubble unharmed for the week. I was even hesitant to play certain sports and risk getting hurt. I can't stand the idea of 'playing not to get injured' and being reluctant on a play.

With triathlons, there is a lot of do before a race, a lot to set up with your bike and transition area. It is very different than a marathon, just lacing up some sneakers the morning of and showing up at the starting line. I think I will feel more prepared when I am in Austin and have my stuff set up. Or, I will feel more scared, lye awake Saturday night tucked tight in a ball, cry myself to sleep and stand at the starting line nervous and wet myself.

It would make sense why they call them 'wetsuits.' Though, it would also make sense that they call them wetsuits because you use wear them in water.