I know, I know, I know....my race report is waaaaaaaaaay overdue. But in all honesty I have been processing the experience. It still seems surreal to me. So I am sorry this post is so late, but thanks for reading and being on this ride with me. He gives strength to the weary and power to the weak. Isaiah 40:29 Sunday morning I woke up at 4:30 am, but didn't get up until 5. I had butterflies in my stomach, but I was not nervous. I was just ready to test myself and my training. My hubby and I were out the door by 5:30 and headed to McDonald's. My pre-race breakfast of choice was a banana and a Sausage Egg McMuffin with Cheese. With my belly full I was ready to go to the transition area and finish setting up. The transition area looked very different from the day before. On Saturday I had to bring my bike to transition. This was the first time I had to do this, but I liked it because it gave me time to get familiar with the transition area. Well that was the ca