Three subsequent texts to my phone this morning before 6:30am…(The senders shall remain anonymous unless they’d like to announce themselves)
Texter #1 Maybe Open Water Swim on Sunday instead
Texter #2 Head hurts. Swim later
Texter #3 damn it…overslept 😦 Have a great swim
Now, the smug person in me would like to have said, “Hmph…lazy people. I swam and they didn’t…ha ha. I’ll show them who the real Ironman is…”
What I really said was, “Who the hell keeps texting me this early when I’m trying to sleep?!? Oh…oops…I’m supposed to be at Barton Springs right now.”
Can you tell we’re at the end of our training and we’re all basically burnt to a crisp?
One month to go…