I'm lying in bed with my lovely EEE listening to the wind outside and watching the clouds overlay the blue skies. There's about 7 hours to go before I have to don whatever wave coloured hat we're given this year and jump into Victoria Dock. From where I'm sitting right now it couldn't seem further away.
This will be my first time participating in a run or triathlon so late in the day and while I've trained late it's not really the same thing. In previous years this nervous energy could be directed at something specific early in the day like travel or the eating plan etc. This time it's all that little bit further out of reach so I guess all I can do is plan out my times (packing, eating, travel, registration etc) and then just put it out of my head entirely until that first milestone. I'm not complaining though, not having to set an alarm clock on Saturday mornings is always welcomed.
The other thing that's different about this year is I don't have my usual partner in crime, Clodagh, travelling over from Ireland to also participate. The silence and absence feel strange because this is an adventure we started together in 2006. Alex and Julian are still flying the flag though so we'll just have to drive on and do our missing triathlete proud!
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