I’m laying in my hotel bed with the lights and TV off. I’ve taken a nap, dropped off my bags and my bike, and I’ve eaten way too many carbs. I feel sluggish and grumpy. That can only mean one thing. Race day is here.
Ironically, I’m not nervous even though I’ve gone through the usual athlete check-in, pasta dinners, quick runs and rides. I thought I would get nervous at the practice swim and I didn’t. I really and truly wouldn’t change anything about my training.
Most importantly, though, I’m so excited and happy for the athletes I’ve coached and supported along the way. I’ve watched this group of athletes inspire each other, make each other laugh, and truly enjoy this journey. I haven’t seen fear, remorse, dread, or pity parties. All I’ve seen is continuous support and love for each other. That has touched me more than anything.
Even the last two days in the Woodlands have been a non-stop show of love and support. Lunches, dinners, Sherpas, wine, texts, pictures, and general happiness and support. My heart swells and I know it will, once again, tomorrow when I cross the finish line.
I keep wanting to just say, “Thank you” and I’m not even sure why or to whom. I just feel full…of carbs and life!