It seems that I didn't quite do what said I was going to do in my last post.
At the very last minute, I switched back to the full 70.3 Timberman adventure.
Because for the very first time, I was racing with my brother. We talked a little about what it would be like to see each other out there on the course....and I got teary. Maybe, just maybe, I could do the whole thing. I promised myself (and Coach Blake) that I would take it very, very easy on the run.
And for the very first time, my mom would be a spectator - along with my sister-in-law and two of my adorable nephews.
And so...the good people of Timberman very kindly let me switch back to doing the full race.
I nearly cried when they let me back into the full race (or perhaps those were tears of panic?)
I did get choked up when I saw my mom out there - cheering and waving. I looked back to wave at her one more time on the bike course - and nearly crashed into another competitor. Oops - not a good move.
More about the actual race experience later...
But, I will state that Timberman is my very favorite half-ironman race (so far) - as well as the hardest one I've completed yet.