If the roads are absolutely horrible on Saturday I'll take the Metro North in, figure the rails will be clear, and I can grab a cab to JFK or do the Connecticut Limo thing.
I got a later more commuter friendly flight back to NYC from LA So I won't be sitting at JFK For 3 hours waiting on the CT Limo Shuttle. That's always good right?
Well regardless, it seems like things have been popping up all along the way to try to stop me from doing this, which means one of three things will happen in Taupo
1. I will finish against all odds,At the stroke of midnight after enduring terrible hardship, winning the Hearts and minds of athletes everywhere.
2. I will have one of those " Greatest Game Ever Played" Moments. Being an unknown amateur and suddenly stun the tri world more than Chrissie Wellington's Kona Win, either beating Cam Brown and Luke Bell in a Duel Down under or coming damn close.
3. I will have the greatest race of my life, Qualify for Kona, get massive sponsorship and turn pro.
Or at least that's how it would turn out in a novel.
Regardless of what happens I will finish even if, in the words of Jon Blais, " They have to roll me off the course."
Ok mush gushy emotional part of the post over.
Praying For Clear Skies and a Tailwind.