One week out
So it is one week out from my first race in almost two years. I did something stupid that I hope does not hurt the training and taper, I biked hard last night then went and played in a soccer game last night. It feels like someone has taken a bat and beaten my quads a couple of times. It is okay walking normal, but sitting and going down stairs is a different matter.
Overall, I hope things go well, but most importantly I hope that I have fun. It looks like for now I am going to be taking the trip solo, which means for a long long drive back. I know that I am just going to say that I am going to go out there and have fun but I know how I get, balls to the wall all the way though the race. Leave nothing left in my body. This might sound great but it is going to be a long 5 hour drive back after the race. Hopefully I can recruit Beth to come down!
Pain is fear leaving the body!
Happy Aloha Friday!