Taper week - everything changes. The workout hours (obviously), the way you eat, the way you sleep.. your whole body dynamics. I have to be careful not to eat like I have a 3 hour workout, and at the same time, eat enough to keep my body going.. find the right balance, which I am not good at. I need to keep my body in a schedule, even though there is no need to wake up super early for a long workout, I need to make sure not to throw myself out of whack.
Last night I awoke at about 2 am feeling paniced. I had been dreaming (let's call it a nightmare) that I showed up to Pumpkinman, finished the swim in a great time (that part is awesome, hopefully that's a premonition) and then got to T1. T1 was a small cabin, you had to stand in line single file and walk your bike in to cross the timing mat. The line was about 50 deep and moving at a snails pace. As I got to the cabin and picked my bike up to lift over the wall that you had to climb over, my seat fell. As I examined it closer, it had these weird things on both sides that needed special tools to raise it and tighten in place. No one in the cabin had a tool for this. I tried to do it with my fingers and got covered with grease.
As I made it through T1 and out onto the course, it was a loose, gravelly, road for a while, and I tried to ride with the seat in the fallen position, but it was like riding a little kids bike. There was a bike shop on the side of the trail, so I went in to find a bike mechanic - there were three fat old guys that were smoking and very rude and told me that there were many other athletes that were there first...although I didn't see anyone. I tried to mess with my seat while I waited, and finally they got to me, and no one had the tool to fix my seat.... and then I woke up. I think I need to eat less protein today. Lord, help me make it through hell week!
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