I had the craziest dream about Sunday’s triathlon last night.

For some reason, the start line was at my grandmother’s old house, a house she hasn’t lived in since the 80’s.  And right inside the living room, there was a huge spread of food for people to eat before the race.  Messy food.  So people were sitting around all over her furniture eating and leaving plates everywhere and I didn’t think they realized that it was someone’s house.

Then it was time to go to the start line, and there was a weird lottery going on.  If your name got called, you got to start the race early instead of with your wave.

It was all very weird.

Thankfully, my race won’t be quite like that.  No messy snacks beforehand and certainly no couch sitting.

I’m just continuing to obsessively check the weather.  If the morning is like it was today, the water’s going to be warmer than the air!  I just want the rain to hold off.  I also don’t like the thought of my bike sitting outside in the rain (she has to go into transition on Saturday).  But all will be fine.  No worrying.

By Megan

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