Vegas, Baby*

*There you go, Yvonne!

I appear to have been light on updates this week. I think the week can be summed up by workSharksworkSharksworkworkwork. Which brings us to the weekend.

Jeff and I flew to Vegas on Friday morning. A quick trip to the expo to pick up my bib and then we had lunch (fajitas for me) and checked in at our hotel. Lucky for Jeff, his college roommate Chris and some buddies are in Vegas this weekend for some fun, so it wasn't all boring hydration and foot elevation with the old ball and chain. We had dinner (tempura veggies) with Chris and his Minnesota crew and then the men went off to lose some money at blackjack. Except my studmuffin of a husband, of course, who won $67.

After a good night's rest, I awoke to the feeling that I'd smoked 6 packs of cigarettes in 3 hours. Ah, Vegas. My goal for Saturday was to hide in my room as much as possible in order to breathe clean air where I could. After a short run to shake my legs out a bit and breakfast #1 (banana), I met up with Andrea and we walked to the race expo again. This time I took a little time to shop and came home with 2 new pairs of sunglasses. I had breakfast #2 (berries in a crepe) and then Andrea went off with her friends and I went up to relax. Later, we met with Chris & co at the pool - I had lunch (roast beef sandwich) and read while the men played cribbage.

Now it's naptime and then I'll eat a little more and sit in the room all night watching TV. Jeff may go out with the guys for some fun tonight - I bet I'm asleep before he gets back.

So. Tomorrow. Race day. I'm feeling pretty good (other than the smoke-induced crud in my throat). I think after some more rest, tomorrow is going to be a good day. Some little part of me is beginning to worry that I'll have a meltdown a la January's marathon in Phoenix, but I'm telling that part to shut up. I am healthy, I'm above that and it's time to get it done.

See you on the other side!