Race morning

It's 4:45am as I type this. My head is doing better this morning. For those of you who might read this and have ever had a migraine you'll understand what I mean when my head doesn't necessarily hurt, but the memory of it is there. It's almost as if you touch my head, it hurts because of how much it hurt yesterday. It's a pretty miserable feeling. My stomach feels just plain eeeuuuwww. Brad keeps smiling and telling me that I'll be okay, and I know I will muddle through. I just wanted my first open water tri to be a killer experience all the way around. This morning I couldn't have my usual granola and yogurt. I only ate the yogurt afraid of what the fiber in the granola might do to my innards half way into the race. I am trying to eat half of a banana but my stomach is protesting a bit. It's kinda like when you're hungover and you try to eat. You wind up chewing your food ten thousand times until it's finally small enough to swallow. But I am looking for binding and healing foods this morning. Should I make some rice, and where is my applesauce when I need it???

I am going to try and put a positive spin on this. So my morning is starting different then it usually does, it's okay. I usually only do okay so maybe this is a good omen right? Doing things a little differently and feeling a little differently might bode well for today. I will give the full report when I am done. My husband, he's a beast, I can't wait to swell up with pride when I get to brag about how he did to everyone. I hope he gets some hardware, or as was the case last time with the hoodie sweatshirt, some software this time!