Tomorrow is my first race of the season: White Lake Sprint. I’ve got everything packed and ready to go. I’m just killing time waiting until 4pm. I’m going out to PF Chang’s for an early dinner with my family. PF Chang’s has an endurance menu…with items that list all the nutritional content, so you can eat exactly what you need before a race (or any other time!).
After dinner, I’ll drive to a hotel in Clinton, NC. Then I’ll have to get up at 5:30am and drive another 45 minutes to White Lake.
My shoulder has been hurting all day. I haven’t done swimming since Wed, and even that was an easy swim. I haven’t done much computer work either. I’m convinced my shoulder pain is primarily stress related. I think I hunch them up when I’m stressed out. Yes, I’m stressed about this race because I’ve worked so hard training for it and I’m afraid I’ll fail.
Here’s some of the stuff I’m stressed about:
It might rain tomorrow. I’ve never ridden my bike in the rain. I hope I don’t wipe out. My goal is to do 20mph on the bike leg of the race. I have no idea if I can sustain 20mph for 40 minutes on flat land. I never get to train on flat land. Sometimes around here I think I’m on flat land and I’m doing 25mph and it feels easy. Other times I’m doing 14mph on a flat and it seems hard. I think all we have around here are just false flats, so I don’t know what a real flat feels like!
Water temperature is 69deg. Air temperature is 60. Might be a bit chilly getting in the water and starting out on the bike being wet. Nice temperature for running anyway.
I’ve been wondering if anyone ever steals a helmet or running shoes from the transition area. That would really suck.
My car is in the shop getting a transmission overhaul. I took it in ten days ago. They were supposed to have it ready in five days. They gave me a loaner car which is an old beater and I don’t trust it to drive 3 hours away. My husband’s car is a convertible and wouldn’t fit my bike rack. So, I had to rent a friggin’ car. The only thing they had that would fit my bike rack is a friggin’ PT Cruiser. So I have to drive that hideous thing to my race. Maybe I’ll wear a bag over my head. š
I’m hungry and can’t wait until 4:30 to eat dinner at PF Chang’s. I’m always so hungry between lunch and dinner.