After yesterday's beat-down (see below for the gory details), I slept for about 10 hours last night. Of course, that was after shoveling anything not nailed down into my mouth between the hours of 7 and 10, setting the alarm for 630am, and promptly waking up at 830.
The sleep was not great - in fact, it was riddled with Ironman nightmares (not even kidding - like waking up late and then not having everything, and then when I get there, all the athletes are getting in the water, and I can't even find transition and no one would help me and I had nothing organized and no wetsuit and no nutrition - augh - I can't relive it any further than that). Nonetheless, I woke up several times SOAKED through my clothes and sheets. With sweat, no pee. It was so uncomfortable.
So 830am it was. So much for getting on my trainer by 8.
Speaking of, I have have half a cup of coffee left to down, and then date with a hunk of black and yellow metal, and the third season of Rescue Me.
Oh, and p.s. - I woke up to a temp of NEGATIVE 5 this morning.
See ya on the other side of the brick.
2 comments:
Good luck today! And you obviously are not hard core if you let -5 temps keep you from riding outside instead :-)
Yey for -5! Yeah, it blows. It's freezing here too right now. Booo.
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