For lunch, I ate a potato bigger than my head smothered in ham, turkey, bacon, cheese, butter, chives and sour cream.
I started drinking beer at 4:oo--having waited a whole hour and a half.
Beer and birthday cake.
I'm wearing a bad Hawaiian Shirt, baggy khaki shorts and baggy boxers.
Did I mention they were baggy, even roomy or airy?
Very unlike my garb this morning.
72 miles of cycling in the liquid air on the coast: four hours, 18 mph average, balls hot, average heart rate of 148, intervals above 20 mph.
Did I mention "balls hot?"
A perfect end to a week with twelve and a half hours of training.
Three swims totalling 7000 meters.
Three runs and a brick including a 10.4 mile run with a heroic negative split.
Six hours on the bike.
I am so not ready for Ironman yet. Not even a pedestrian "just finish" effort.
But I think I can see it from here. Bring it on Coach Kris.