Ahhhh... Rest.

Nice bike ride last night. 33ish miles, good pace, light drizzle. :)

I got to ride the bike course again with Kevan and Danny. I did well. I've got a sense of the course and I've got a plan now. An actual race strategy.

The real news is I finally was able to do something to tucker me out and help me sleep. I got eight hours of sleep last night, the first time in a long time. And the best part? No triathlon dreams. I did dream that the landscaper mowed over my vegetable garden, and I was bummed, but that's another blog post.

Today is a total rest day. And I have to take it. I was kind of just going through the motions on the bike yesterday. I did the bike course in 32 minutes (an approximation mind you since I forgot to reset my watch). 32 minutes is not my goal. I phoned it in (so to speak) at the end, which is when I should really be pushing hard.

Today, I've got plans. Most of them are mundane things. Some things I'd like to do today (including but not limited to):

1. Under Armour Outlet/Nike/Adidas Outlet Stores in Wrentham (I need some new tops and shorts).

2. Clean out my car (it is a maze of tri stuff, towels, protein bar wrappers and water bottles).

3. Gather all my tri stuff into one location (my dining table?).

4. Stop living like a hobo. Fold my laundry, clean off my desk, put all the stuff I've left in piles around the house away.

5. Get my eyebrows done. Yikes.

6. Take a bath and kind of relax I guess. I've been really high strung, even for me... I've been like type A+++ for the last four weeks. I just need to mellow a little.

7. Housecleaning. My kitchen floor has been neglected.

Norah's got a touch of a cold, and I'm praying I don't get it. Shells, colds... I really don't need anything to get in the way of this race. We shall see. Lots of orange juice for me in the next couple of days. There's plenty of time in my couple of post-race recovery days to get sick.

Still struggling with the weight thing. It's harder maintaing weight than it was losing it. I'm trying to avoid weighing myself every day, trying to eat bigger portions, trying to eat extra meals and more snacks. Tri training is hard, well the training I've been doing I guess. The cycling is deceiving, for something that doesn't always feel like I'm putting a lot of effort into, burns a lot of calories. As long as I'm in the healthy BMI, I'm not going to worry about it too much. Go with the flow, right?

Norah's home sick today, so after breakfast and cartoons, I'm hoping she'll feel a little better going to Wrentham.

Remind me no junk food this week. I'm trying to focus on light, nutritious food so I feel good for the race on Sunday. Even if I want ice cream, I promised myself a sundae (with every topping imaginable) on Sunday after the race. And part of me is looking forward to that more than finishing the race (just kidding).