A few people have expressed some concerns about how "all over the place" I am about Augusta. This makes me feel like I should be apologetic about my posts through taper. My head is all over the place. One moment I'm fine - ten moments later, I'm a little freaked out. This is the biggest endurance event of my life, I reserve the right to have nerves. I think all this is normal. It's just different because I'm putting it out there. I'm not keeping all this in my head. I'm writing it down so I can learn from it. So I can look back and really recollect what this week has felt like. Maybe someone else can read this and relate.
Last night was my last run before Sunday. An hour run, staying in Zone 1-2. It wasn't a fast run. I didn't take a watch. We walked a bit (those hills in Buckhead can easily take you out of Zone 2!) It was relaxing. Followed that up with some pizza and enjoyed the company of my group.
Today, I'm supposed to pickup my bike. I have a late afternoon conference call and am not sure I'm going to get out of here fast enough to pick it up. James may need to pick it up for me. I just hope he can remember not to lay it down on the rear derailleur in the back of his truck. He's tried to multiple times and gives me the "Are you crazy?" eye when I hyperventilate over it.
Tonight, after the Aqua Fit class has freed up the pool, I'll swim a bit. 1000m or so. Nothing strenuous.
Tomorrow, I'll probably do an easy spin around the neighborhood to double check no issues from the bike tuneup. Again, just keeping the body in motion.
All in all, I'm fine. The training is done. Under-trained? Maybe. It's better to be 10% under-trained than 1% over-trained, right? Mentally, I know I can finish. It may not be pretty. It may not set world records, but I can finish.
I'll be proud of that, no matter what the final clock says when I come through.