Here it is, the day before my first race back since my body started revolting against me. Usually I have a case of the jitters wondering how I am going to do. I guess there are some butterflies there today, or maybe it's the caffeine from the tankard of coffee I just greedily gulped down (Danielle never drinks that much coffee at home...ok a little Airplane dialogue there lol!)
I am thinking I really am excited to just get out there tomorrow and tri. Get it?? Tri?? I am too funny, but see, the joking around like that usually has to do with nerves. So maybe I am a little nervous. I can't imagine why, I'm not like Brad with these solid First place finishes. No on takes me nearly as seriously as Brad when it comes to racing. He's made quite the name for himself. I feel like his comedic side kick for the most part in comparison, the Curly to his Moe, the Costello to his Abbott. So it's not like people are watching me to see how I come back. Quite frankly, I am sure no one gives a hoot!
So I shall try, I shall do the best my recovering body can do. I think I really am looking forward to this. I have heard people say they are glad to just get out there, and you know what, I understand that now. So for all my nerves, all my butterflies, I want to be there hurting. Turning myself inside out to try and do my best. I will be competing against me tomorrow, no one else. And hopefully I find the vindication and validation I am looking for. Otherwise as they say, tomorrow is another day.
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