Whoops

I have to apologise, I actually forgot to write a blog yesterday. I don't think I have ever done that before. I remembered earlier in the day, but I was keen to wait until after I had been for my ride in the afternoon so that I could write about how it went. Then once I was home I was so caught up in the process of packing etc that I just clean forgot. I finally crawled into bed last night and thought to myself, whoops.

Anyway, here now.

All action stations at the moment, we fly out to Phuket today. The house is full of bags and stuff, as you can only get when you are taking a family of four and a bike on a holiday. I am quickly writing this before we head off to the airport. I would by lying if I said I wasn't a little apprehensive about the upcoming flight. Jumping on a plane with a very large, very active near two year old is a bit like walking into an exam, you know what is coming probably won't be very fun, but you know it is necessary. He might surprise us, but we are bracing ourselves for the worst. It is only 6 hours of our life we keep telling ourselves. I suspect we will have to keep telling ourselves that for the duration of the flight. The one upside is that he is super cute, so the chances of getting assistance from the air hosts is high.

Last time I wrote a blog, back in the mists of time that was Monday, I wasn't feeling great. Over the last couple of days I have improved. My chest is still a bit tight, but other than that I am feeling okay. I actually suspect some of my chest tightness is the weather, since the weather here in Perth has got very summery in the last couple of days, with hot dry air. My lungs don't tend to like that. Whilst my chest is tight, it isn't the horrible cough that I have had in the past, the sort of rough cough that wakes you up in the middle of the night and stops you getting to sleep. This is much milder, just feels like asthma, so I am hopeful of it clearing.

I have been feeling good enough that I have had a couple of good session in the last day and a bit. I was on the bike yesterday. Back on the P5, all dolled up with race wheels etc. It  was great to get out on the bike and have it feeling good. Just to remind you that it can. I had some hill repeats and it felt very good. On track on that front.

Swimming this morning and the instructions were to take it easy. Easy I did, I plonked myself at the back of the lane and just enjoyed the draft. Given how comfortable it was, the session went really well. Just two thirds of the session, always nice to have a legit excuse to get out early. Particularly when the last third of the session includes a 1000m effort. Once again, a good confidence building session.

At the moment I haven't been giving the race to much thought. Well I have been over the last couple of weeks, but not in the last couple of days. At the moment the focus is just getting up there and getting settled. I am not really nervous about it yet and I suspect I won't be until I am there. I had a strange realisation with Mandurah. I wasn't particularly nervous immediately before Mandurah. I knew what I needed to do, I had my race plan, I was either going to be able to execute it or I wasn't. In my mind that was all there was to it. I actually got concerned that I wasn't nervous enough (nervous about not being nervous?), feeling like perhaps I wasn't giving the race the importance it deserved. Now I realise that that sort of nervous energy isn't always necessary. Some nerves are good I think, but to many gets counter productive. If I can take the same approach into this race then I will be happy.

I should have computer access up in Phuket, so I should be able to maintain my updates. I might miss a day here or there, but the breaks shouldn't be long.  That is the plan anyway.

Time to fly.