It’s T minus 5 days to my first triathlon in two years, and I’m in avoidance mode.   Sure, I’ve got the packing list all set up.  The bike needs no adjustments.  I’m not sure about clothing, but that’s okay.  But mostly, I’m just pretending not to think about whether I’m ready for this race.

My friends and I head out on Friday for the Lifetime Fitness Triathlon in Minneapolis.  It’s a .4 mile swim, a 15 mile bike, and a 5k run.  I’ve done this race once before – in 2007 – though it was more of a “ladies who lunch” tri than a real competition for me.  This will be the first time I’m really “racing” to do it, and I have to say, I think I’m expecting a little much of myself.

Why?  Well, for starters, I haven’t done ANY transition training.  What, you ask, is that? Just the art of getting dressed while totally wet, dehydrated, and out of breath, while about 200 of your closest friends watch you in the equivalent of a wet-t-shirt contest. Um hum.  Should be fun.

But I’m thinking positive, and planning for the feelings that I know will come.  There’s the anxiety I’ll surely have on race morning, as I overplan, and overthink, what it takes to get to the start line. 

Then there’s the fact that I’m driving up two of my poor friends on Friday.  The last time we drove to a race together, there was a speeding ticket with my name on it, so we’re trying NOT to replicate that little disaster.

Finally, there’s the added pressure that this will be my highest Fighting Weight at which I’ve done a full tri.  Though I’ve been keeping up with the training, and though I feel good, I have a sneaking suspicion that when I put these puppies together for a threesome of sport, it’s going to be a little harder on my trunk-like-she-man legs than I imagined.  Hopefully, though, I’ll just blame it on the altitude or something (Minneapolis is at LEAST 40 feet above Chicago, right?)

Anyway, when all is said and done, this is merely an excuse to test out my body, and the bike, and to have some serious fun with friends.  Because if I’ve learned anything it’s that traveling for a race is one thing – but traveling for a race, where there is good food, good friends, and beer to be had – well, that’s quite another.

So I’m off to clean my house (anything other than pack!). 

I’ll see YOU on the path…

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