Vineman time!!!
Okay so I am actually going to attempt this race. I leave tomorrow around 5:00 a.m. for beautiful wine country...actually Guerneyville which is more like Modesto with good wine...but I will make it there nonetheless.
I am pretty convinced that I am going to have a tough time out there on the course. I need to get into a better mindframe...all this endurance stuff is 90% mental anyways so I need to tell myself I can do it. Conversation with Myself out on the course:
Jason: "I can't do it...please let this course end"
Myself: "Quit being such a wimp...go...don't quit...you CAN do it"
Jason: "No...really...I can't. My legs hurt...my feet hurt...and I'm not even done swimming yet"
Myself: "Remember about all those delicious gel packs you have to keep you going when times get rough"
Jason: "You mean the ones people refer to as Goo that made me nauxious and sick at the last race"
Myself: "You know with this attitude maybe you should just quit"
Jason: "Are you saying I can't do it? What do you know anyway"
Myself: "Sounds to me like you better throw in the towel"
Jason: "You don't know anything...I will finish this race just to spite you..."
Myself's thoughts: "(works every time)"
The conversation will continue like this for a while. I was always a sucker for reverse psychology and know one knows this better than Myself.
The run is going to be pretty tough. If I can keep from throwing in the towel...waving the proverbial white flag, I should be able to make it through.

After all...we are in wine country...and no better excuse for drinking nice wine than finishing an Ironman. I will toast you all at the finish line.
I am pretty convinced that I am going to have a tough time out there on the course. I need to get into a better mindframe...all this endurance stuff is 90% mental anyways so I need to tell myself I can do it. Conversation with Myself out on the course:
Jason: "I can't do it...please let this course end"
Myself: "Quit being such a wimp...go...don't quit...you CAN do it"
Jason: "No...really...I can't. My legs hurt...my feet hurt...and I'm not even done swimming yet"
Myself: "Remember about all those delicious gel packs you have to keep you going when times get rough"
Jason: "You mean the ones people refer to as Goo that made me nauxious and sick at the last race"
Myself: "You know with this attitude maybe you should just quit"
Jason: "Are you saying I can't do it? What do you know anyway"
Myself: "Sounds to me like you better throw in the towel"
Jason: "You don't know anything...I will finish this race just to spite you..."
Myself's thoughts: "(works every time)"
The conversation will continue like this for a while. I was always a sucker for reverse psychology and know one knows this better than Myself.
The run is going to be pretty tough. If I can keep from throwing in the towel...waving the proverbial white flag, I should be able to make it through.

After all...we are in wine country...and no better excuse for drinking nice wine than finishing an Ironman. I will toast you all at the finish line.
