I finished the Emerald Pointe Triathlon in about 1:34.  I'll post a race report later but just wanted to put up a couple of thoughts:

It was great having people I knew there.  It would have very hard for me to keep pushing if I were not looking forward to seeing steamy, nealphelps, lawyerchick and NAMSC crew on the course.

Triathletes are really nice people.

For those who do half- and full- ironmans: HOLY CRAP!  I bow down before you in awe and admiration.

I'll definitely be doing this again! 

I did a light workout this morning just to get the blood flowing.  I ran for 10 minutes, walked for 20 minutes, stretched, and then biked for 10 minutes.

I'm feeling a little depressed about my diet so far this week.  The company has provided lunch and dinner all week and it has not exactly been health food.  I know I should just bring in something healthy to eat but I feel foolish turning down free food.  And they'll order me some even if I bring in my own.  I guess I have to work on my mental strength too.

 I may have gone a little overboard in my hydration.  I've gone to the rest room so many times in the last two days that people here are starting to look at me funny.

12:19am  -  Well it's Thursday and I'm still at work.  Yee-hah!

1:45am  -  We're ready for tomorrow, I mean, today.  I'm going home.

 8:00am  -  The big meeting begins.

 I will try to do some kind of workout at lunchtime.  I haven't been able to do anything this week except for the run on Tuesday so I am concerned about a loss of fitness.  But I am also concerned about working out too close to the race.  I am still in very poor shape and even light workout leaves my pretty beat the next day or so.  I think I'll run an easy mile or two and then call it a day.

I have built up quite a large sleep deficit this week so I may try to sleep in on Friday.  The problem for me about sleeping in is that the traffic getting in to town will really suck.  When I leave my house at 5:20-5:40 like most mornings, it takes me 30 minutes to get to the gym (two blocks from work).  If I put Natalie on the school bus and leave at 7:30, it takes over an hour and I can feel my blood pressure shooting up.  Once upon a time in New York I had a commute of 1:05 in (consistently) and 1:15-1:45 home and I got used to it.  Now, despite my teasing of Rebecca, I can't stand a long commute, especially in the morning.