Yesterday I laid out every single thing on my list:
My bags are packed:
That's food, transition, overnight, camera, post-race. (Molly)
My bike visited with my bike shop boyfriends last night and is ready to rock.
And I had my last incredibly short swim this morning. My favorite swim cap which is actually from my last tri exploded off my head in the pool into 8 pieces, which I think is a very good sign. And now it's just eat drink repeat until tomorrow morning.
I've got more mantras than I know what to do with, although two are sticking in my head right now.
I'm a beast, I'm an animal, I'm that monster in the mirror.
Your heart is a weapon the size of your fist.
I hope to be back on Monday happy and exhausted with lots of pictures and good tale to tell. Have a great weekend, everyone!
If you want, you can go back and read about my first triathlon here.
Feel free to make fun of me falling off my bike running into transition and how poor a job I did putting on my bike shorts.