Far out! Time goes fast. It is now only eleven sleeps until I go to Australia to knock the bastard off. Not Australia I mean, just the Australian Ironman. I'll leave Australia just as I found it. Well mostly anyway. I'll try not to cause too much carnage.
It doesn't seem that real. I have been trying to get prepared - I have bought flights, got accommodation, figured out how to get from Sydney to Port Macquarie. Figured out how to get to Sydney. I have some of those odd Australian dollars. I even got travel insurance. I also got travel insurance for my beautiful bike. My beautiful bike cost more to insure than I did. The travel insurance people value me less than a low-mid range carbon fibre endurance geometry bicycle. It doesn't even have an engine. I wonder what they know that I don't know yet?
But I have so many questions! Will there be cane toads all over the road? What happens if you hit a cane toad on a low-mid range carbon fibre endurance geometry bicycle? Will there be sharks and crocodiles? Will there be snakes? Do they all cancel each other out? I mean, the sharks will be busy fighting the crocodiles and the toads will be fighting the snakes and I can slip by unnoticed? What if they hear me wheezy shuffling? Should I have developed stealth-mode? How do you wheeze stealthily?
Are there hills? Are there hills anywhere in Australia? Will the water be cold? Will it be warm? Will the Australians be mean to me because I am not a freakish over achiever?
Great. Well, the t-11th sleep promises to be a restful one....
Till next week, don't worry about things you can't change or influence!
love
Ironmaiden
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