“The only failure is not to try, because putting forth the effort is success in itself.” The Iron Nun, Sister Madonna Buder My big race, the Monticelloman Olympic Triathlon (1500 meter swim, 24 mile bike, 10k (6.2 mile run)) is less than a week away. I am a bundle of nerves and energy. This is supposed to be my taper week, but I know it’s going to be hard to keep still. My plan is to work on cleaning out my closet, switching out my clothes, and begin reading the ’50 Shades of Gray’ series to keep myself preoccupied. We’ll see how that goes. I want to say I am 100% confident about this race, but I’m not. I am still a little concerned about the swim. I just relearned how to swim freestyle in 10 weeks. Things are just starting to click for me in the water. I wish I had more time, but I don’t, my crazy train is almost at its destination. I told my swim coach that I would do my best not to embarrass her at the race. She told me that there was no way she could