Yesterday was somewhat of a blur. It also started later than expected. I couldn't fall asleep Wednesday night. So I didn't wake up until 7:30am on Thursday. That was followed by a small crisis at work, which then didn't have me leaving the house until 10am. From that point on, it was all about getting to the registration table at Tempe Town Lake before 4:30pm. I did have all day today to take care of my registration, but I really wanted to have today to mull around the hotel and do nothing.
While at dinner with friends last night in Scottsdale at the wonderful restaurant, Flo's, someone asked if the drive was boring. I realized that I was not bored during the drive. I don't know if it was the speed or urgency of my drive, but I did not mind at all. There was something peaceful about the drive. When I pulled into Phoenix, there was something familiar about the place--as if I had been here last week. I didn't need maps as I drove around town last night.
I do find this place called Arizona to be magical. There is something in the sunsets that inspires peace. There is something in the way the sun shines unabashed here, no clouds or smog to get into its way. The dry air is crisp and biting, and every breath means something.
I drove the bike course last night. It is much more intimidating that last year's course. Last year, you spent a lot of time weaving your way around downtown to add the miles. This year they are sending us out on Highway 87 (Country Club Hwy) for a good 10 miles out before turning around. There is a good solid 4 mile climb to the top. It is not a bad hill, certainly easier than anything I have encountered on PCH, but we'll see how I feel after the third lap. It is a nice course either way.
And maybe it's the familiarity of the place or the fact that I have realized that life is not defined by your accomplishments as much as your journeys--but I am not nervous this year. The week is still early and a lot can happen between now and Sunday, but so far so good.
Am I confident that I will make it?
I can't say right now.
But I am confident that I will have fun trying.
And this is why a lot of people only do one marathon or triathlon or bike tour in their lives.
They define their existence by their accomplishments, not their journeys.
I am about to begin an exciting and life-changing journey.
Whether I cover 50 miles or 140 miles, I will learn something.
And the lessons learned will last longer than the t-shirt I will get when I cross the finish line.