1. Taper madness
I've actually done surprisingly well with taper madness. I haven't been going too crazy and I've been keeping things somewhat together. Yesterday, I misplaced my garmin, but rather then panicking too much, went for a run with my husband's (aka, my old one). Fortunately, while I am a loser of objects, my husband is the finder in our relationship, and he located it for me. My knee and ankle were niggling at me, but I've attributed it to me just being crazy. Still eating well, not randomly losing my temper or having nightly meltdowns, so I think I'm doing okay.
2. Weather obsession
I know very well that I am not the only one that starts checking race day weather as soon as it appears in the 14 day weather trend. Then, once it's in the 7 day forecast, game on. Now that I am 3 days away from race day (holy crap, three days? THREE DAYS?!), the weather forecast might actually mean something.
Current forecast: Sunny with a high of 25c (77f). A little warm (I know any of you from the southern states or Hawaii will laugh at that statement). Runnable warm though, and thankfully, no current call for rain. I don't care if rains on the run, but really hoping it doesn't on the swim or bike.
3. A new name?
My sister and brother-in-law are currently here (from China, so awesome to see them.) They raised the fact that calling Sunday's race a "Half Ironman" is misleading. It's like saying it's half of something, or isn't very significant. And while a half ironman is indeed half of something, it's still pretty impressive distances, in it's own right, and takes longer then a marathon.
Their suggestion? The IronDwarf. Admittedly smaller then an Ironman, but still a worthy opponent.