Wednesday: Bike 34 miles
I was supposed to keep today's ride aerobic at all costs, but I also wanted to do my favorite giant hill loop one last time, so I compromised and did exactly what I wanted to do. (I did go slowly, though. So slowly, in fact, that the mosquitoes had time to sniff me out, chase me down, and bite the crap out of me all the way up.) Afterward, I took my bike to the shop for its pre-race tune-up, and I'm not getting it back until next Monday. Glad I didn't wait any longer!
I'm not sure how the bike leg went from being the part of the race I was most afraid of to the one I'm most looking forward to, but I can't wait to get to Coeur d'Alene and see for myself what the course is like. A while back I watched a video of it taken from inside a car, sped up so it was only 8 minutes long in total. That was interesting, but frankly I didn't really see anything I'd call a substantial hill, and I know there are supposed to be some. My dream is that the hills are exactly the sort of stuff I've been training on—or even easier—and that I will laugh in the face of this 112-mile ride.