The swim waves for the Augusta Half Ironman came out today. And, Penelope is not impressed.

 Ok, I know that that meme is so old.  But guys, do you see what I did there?  I superimposed my picture over hers?  That’s some mad tech skills, right?  Right.  I’m impressed with that.  Even if I’m not impressed with the swim waves.  Or my dark circles.

Anyway, the 18-29Fs are second to last.  Again.  The only wave after us are the relays.  That means starting a half-ironman after 9am when the weather will no doubt have a heat index near or above 90.  I feel like I’ve done that before.  A few times.  Like here.  And that always turns out well.

Oh well, it is what it is, no?  If I end up with all the pieces falling into place, I have two lofty goals: sub5 and a vegas spot.  But, I’ll tell you what: I’ll be happy with a run that is more run than walk.  That will be a first for me in a tri of 70.3 or greater.  And if I accomplish that, I should be able to handily PR.  And, honestly, the race for a vegas spot is all within your AG and for that, we are all on an even playing field (natural innate talent aside).  So I’m ok with it.  When I first found out, I almost got sucked into the rabbit hole with everyone bitching.  And I’ll be honest, I’m not happy.  Who would be?  But, I’m ok.  It is what it is.  I’ll stick LOTS of ice down my shorts and my sports bra.  And I’ll race until I get old and get the early swim wave spots.  (I’ll also race until I’m so old that I’m the only person in my AG and automatically get Kona and Vegas spots…)

Peak training continues to go well and I’m feeling good.  I’m feeling positive, a little scared, but mostly positive.  I’m excited, even.  I’m worried about the marathon I have on schedule for November.  But hey, one long ass endurance race at a time.