Well, okay, so we're not really talking about counting, but we are talking about Ironman race day numbers. 635. According to the athlete list, that is my number on race day. Not as spiffy as my IM-Florida 543 number, but not a bad or unlucky number by any stretch.
The taper is going well. I've gained a bit more weight than I wanted — up to 194 according to the scale this morning. That is around 3-4 pounds more than I'm hoping for during the race. It happened when I cut the exercise for the taper but failed to cut the down the calories in. I'm hoping I can push it down a little before the gun goes off... but being extra careful to make sure I still get enough food-stuff in my maw.
The bike was dropped off at the LBS that deals with Tri Bike Transport yesterday. Pretty painless. It is a somewhat leap of faith that it will make it there. I'm sure it will, but I'm still a little stressed about it. What is they lose the bag with my helmet and pedals? What if aliens abduct the driver and the bikes don't get delivered on time? So many concerns and unreasonable fears, so little time!
One big down-side to the early bike drop off is that I still need to get in a ride or two this weekend. Hummm. I thinking I could (1) blow off the rides or (2) see about catching a spin class (or two or three) at the gym. I need a 2-hour ride on Saturday before a short 30-minute run. Since the usual Spin class is only an hour, I'll need to sneak in way early and get moving. Blowing off the ride sounds like a winner, but my legs are starting to get "twitchy", if you know what I mean.
Weather looks like it might be okay on race day. Dry Day.com claims maybe rain, but Weather.com is claiming (via the highly iffy 10-day forecast) for awesome weather. Here's hoping Weather.com has their shit together. Know what I'm saying?
More later.