Resurrecting the Ironman: Onward Goat

The Goat informed me today that he only has one more week of hard training left before he tapers off in preparation for race day. He said it was time for another blog entry, and I didn't explain to him that I'm failing my courses in glycogen storage and also have lost track of where he is riding, running, or swimming on any given day.

I couldn't remember how many eload packets he said he ate on his 100 mile bike ride yesterday, but I did pull out about a dozen from the back pocket of his bike jersey when I was doing laundry. It's a good indication that I am becoming more and more clueless when it comes to these excessive miles and/or calories needed to continue this quest.

Since I am admitting to my inability to follow the extreme excesses of this training plan I will just link you up to the facts. Here is the story on glycogen. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glycogen

I do know that The Goat gets an upset stomach when he tries to process certain electrolyte drinks/and or foods during those long runs and/or rides. But he swears by eload. Here is the story on eload. http://www.medioncorp.com/e-load-snapshot-p136227

The St. George Ironman is supposed to be one of the most difficult of these type of races. The Goat has been training on the actual course as much as possible. Now if that doesn't make him feel extra confident, his Goat horns are growing into his brains, making him confused.

He keeps asking why I am yawning or why I am so tired, and I say "I don't know." But truthfully, his training is exhausting me. Or could it be his "mini-me" trying to be just like daddy? I don't even need to work out anymore because The Goat is doing enough for all the neighbors and me. Crossing the finish line would be cool if I could hook my cart up to The Goat and crack the whip.

Here are the details of this race. Does this look like fun? Check it out!