I just bought my plane ticket to AZ, so I guess now it's really real. Sure, the four months of training, coach, gyms visits, long rides, broken-then-fixed knee, physical therapist and upcoming new bike (did I forget to mention that before?) made it sort-of real, but the tickets take the cake (mmm, cake).
How excited am I? Pretty much, that's how much. Wait, does that even make sense? oh well.