Taper Ramblings

We are slowly starting to wind our way down to IMAz 

I opened my phone on Monday to a message from Ironman that said "Welcome to Taper Week AZ Athletes!"

Yeah? Really Ironman? 

It's not enough that you send me Athlete guides or Bib Lists

Now I need be smacked in the face with the fact that my sand is very quickly running out?

Well. Fine. 

I guess those emails ARE helpful

but they also give me panic attacks. 

It doesn't feel like taper week is here

Its Wednesday and I have already swam 7300m

I mean, Fuck. 

AmIright?

I swam so much today that I stopped at the Wendys in my gym parking lot to wreck the shit out of some chicken nuggets

That is not some very well thought out adulting

I am a grown up 

You think I would throw a granola bar or something in my swim bag 

nope

Chicken nuggets

Spicy chicken nuggets 

because while I may not be adult enough to remember a snack

I am adult enough to eat childrens food that will no doubt give me heartburn when I go to bed at 8pm

Its a delicate balance 

I am so ready for training to be done with but I am not ready for race day to be here

Sometimes I think about it and I calmly mentally walk myself through what I think the day will be like from check in to crossing that finish line

Other times I think about the day and I consider turning to Scott and just screaming

Just screaming

maybe some shaking

probably some crying

maybe some chili dogs

who knows where that day dream ends up

I can see myself towing that start line

I can imagine making the turn on my bike

I think about running in the dark 

then I panic

Then I talk to Scott and calm down

then I panic again

I am pretty sure that this will be the routine for the next few weeks

But lets not forget that after I finish, I don't work on Monday. 

I work Tuesday and Wednesday

Then... 

thanksgiving

and I... 

am 

going 

to 

wreck

some

shit