On Sunday June 13 I attempt to complete my third sprint triathlon, my first in two years.

Last weekend I biked 17 and bricked a 5k race (ran the second fastest time of my life).

Today I swam 2, 1000 yard repeats.

Tomorrow I ride 20-25 miles and then run 2-3. After that I dabble in each discipline as I taper for the race.

My body is ready. My bike is ready. My mind is always the nemesis. Ok, my mind in murky green water is the nemesis. Ok, my mind in murky green water as my asthmatic lungs try to adjust to breathing every third stroke, that's the true nemesis. If I can make it through the first 100 meters without freaking, it's a 700 meter piece of cake. Mind over matter baby.