The Final countdown

This is it, this is the "Final countdown" to the Tri on Saturday. All the training, blood, sweat and sore/torn muscles are for this. This is what 9months of prep and training has lead to. This week started out with a Bang! I drove my first tractor and shot my first gun. I will finish the week off with the Tri. Guess it cannot get much bigger than that right?

To say I am nervous is a HUGE understatement. Yesterday, as we drove home from my husbands Aunt & Uncles Farm I started getting weepy eyed. Reality set in BIG time

I am scared to death!! 

The reality of what is coming at the end of the week hit me hard. I started nervously talking, giving excuses and quite literally freaking out. Why hasn't this come before now? I guess I should be glad right?  My friend Briana said she has been dreaming about the Tri for the last few nights. It's haunting her day and night. For me it's just starting and  I feel like I have to poop all the time (TMI).  And these are no little butterflies in my stomach! 

I know in my heart of hearts I can do this, I know that it's going to be tough and it's going to challenge me like nothing before. I know that I am just nervous because of my torn hamstring (which is getting better) and because it really will be the accomplishment of a HUGE goal. I will run across that finish line into my husband's arms and my smiling children's faces and all the fear will have melted away. And suddenly it will all be worth it. I will feel accomplished and sore.

So here's to a week of Firsts!! And a few pictures of my mad shooting & tractor driving skills.