Saturday, August 28, 2010

Wow, there are a lot of fit people...

... and aside from Adult Supervision, we aren't one of them!

The Family arrived Wednesday afternoon and drove into Penticton to the house we are renting. First order of business after meeting the owner of the house and getting the keys?? Stopping at the nearest Wine shop for some vino! And for the first time in a LONG time Goldilocks had not a clue as to which wine to buy. So, we later found out... we bought crap! Oh well!

Later that night, we headed to Lakeshore to find Salty's for dinner. On the way, we ran into folks from the plane (how did they recognize us?? Well, I was the girl with espiderills on and what I started calling my "T1 and T2 bags". a.k.a. suitcase #1 and suitcase #2, I stood out as the girl competing... but looking the part of the significant other cheering people on), they said the wait was horrible and they were heading somewhere else. We powered on anyway. I'd had a good experience with Salty's in the past (it was pirate themed afterall) and insisted The Family would like it!

Rolling up, we decided the hour wait wouldn't do. So we headed down to Katina's. This place I could have sworn was the same from '04 with it's outstanding food and service. However, we came to realize very quickly it had changed owners (every few years, from what we understood) and now has a poor rating on Yelp - courtesy of Goldilocks. Let's just say you know it's a bad sign when people cheer as someone's food is delivered.

Thursday:
The family slept in a little. And then, argued over what need to be done for the day. We all get along, don't get me wrong... it's just everyone has "their thing". Like mine. Mine's that at 7am on Monday morning post race, I'm planning on cleaning up the Finishing apparel (assuming I've finished - in which case, I'm sleeping in!). I don't want to miss out on something cute because it sold out. Goldilock's Thing... to understand the local wines. Adult Supervision... she'd like to stick to the training schedule.

So, after we woke up... had some coffee. And then enjoyed a day of:
  • Quick dip in the lake to test the wetsuits - yup! they still fit and can zip up!
  • Registered for the race
  • Discussed compression socks - are they really that helpful to wear three days before the race??
  • Goldilocks lost his _____ (insert: phone, car keys, sunglasses, security blanket, goggles, phone again, etc)
  • Lunched at Salty's
  • Goldilocks found his ______ (insert: phone, car keys, sunglasses, security blanket, goggles, phone again, etc)
  • Hit the merch tent (Adult Supervision's and my favorite past time)
  • Picked up our bikes and bags
  • Goldilocks lost his ______ (well, you get the gist)
We finished up the day with dinner with Stephan, Deena and their family + Wesley and Susan.

Friday:
The infamous Underpants Run! A 2k through town in nothing but... your underpants! Wesley, Stephan, Jamie and I pushed off the with crowd of about 100 people to show them our whitie tighties!

After the quick (but might I point out tiring) run, I caught up with Adult Supervision to find out Goldy had a car accident! Awesome!

After a few calls... we brushed it off and headed off with Stephan for a guided tour of the bike course (Thanks Stephan!). We realized we don't remember the course as well as we thought... and there are a lot more hills, than originally thought! YIKES!

Saturday night, the family decided to stay in and focus on their transition bags. It takes us about 45 minutes to determine what's needed at the grocery store... so we figured laying out the bags in the evening would be beneficial for us... versus waiting til Saturday when the gear drop is.

Saturday:
A late start for The Family... woke up around 8:45 (or actually, I woke up at 8:45... the rest of the family was caffeinated and ready to go). Drove down to the lake for a quick swim and a short run, then home to drop off the gear at transition.

So here we are today... Beer in hand. Gear dropped. Nerves on end... and on the eve of the race.

Forecast for tomorrow could go either way: Sunny and 70s or slight rain and cooler...

People look fit, people wear compression socks 24/7, people look ready...
And then there's The Family!

Wish us luck! And have a beer in hand for when we cross the finish line and hear the beloved words: You Are An Ironman!

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