15 hours from now I’ll be at the triathlon…
Holy Balls.
That’s the first thing I thought when I thought about my pending triathlon that I have not trained for at all. The thing that I WAS doing to “train” for it was playing basketball everyday at the good ole YMCA. Now that I’m working through my lunches I haven’t been to the Y in 3 weeks. I think this is probably not going to be a good thing tomorrow. I think this is actually going to be very hard. I kinda put it off in my mind and now that I’m getting so close to it…HOLY BALLS. See! It’s just a natural phrase that pops in my head.
So I was told to watch this episode of Scrubs for motivation…and you should just check out the 2:20 mark to about 3:40…that’s ABSOLUTELY going to be me tomorrow:
I’ll have you all know that I have seen every episode of Scrubs at least 3 times (Thanks, college education!)
Ok let’s talk about something other than the tri. (us cool athletes call it “the tri”)
Deanna’s here! We went golfing this afternoon and she’s quite talented…at driving the cart. Actually she did make contact with the ball a few times, but I feel like she was more interested in taking pictures of things, such as the wording on the golf ball washer that says “Professional Ballwasher”.
You know what a professional ballwasher actually looks like? This:
We are heading over to see Mr. and Mrs. Macalka tonight in Valpo, and even though I don’t know what I’m doing as far as training for a triathlon, I think I’m supposed to eat more carbs than normal tonight at dinner, so I’m going to do that. I’m only going to have 2 bananas tomorrow morning, if anyone knows if this is a good breakfast before a triathlon or you have a better idea of what I should have…let me know please. Thanks.
Other than that, the only funny thing I can think of is if you look at yesterday’s video of me juggling, my friend Brady pointed out that you can see Larry the dog on my bed looking at me like “dude, quit hamming it up for the video, you look stupid”
He’s a very intuitive dog.
Deanna wanted me to mention that she was impressed by my ability to catch ice cubes in my mouth from a distance. To be fair, I was trained by a Jimmy Buffet concert in which we brought grapes soaked in Malibu Rum, and my cousin Jimmy was throwing them from between 10 and 30 feet away. I am realizing as I’m typing this that this story is one of those “you had to be there” stories that is just f*cking bored to read. I’m sorry, here’s something awesome:
willpowerthru 
Generally it is good to change nothing on the morning of the race. Your body will be under immense new stress, and a diet change may turn your bowel contents to liquid. My vote is for eating a normal breakfast to avoid peeing out of your butt.
YAY!! Someone else who understands Scrubs references!! Do some episodes make you cry a little? Or are you just cold and dead inside?
You’ll be fine tomorrow. You’ll finish and that is all that matters.
What’s the route for the bike part of “the tri?” I just inflated my daughter’s tires. Maybe I’ll show up.