Las Vegas Hangover

Having just spent four days in Las Vegas, I’m feeling tired, weak, and hung over. I was going to run this morning, but decided against it when the alarm went off – partly because I need to get my body back on east coast time, and partly because I probably would have hurled up white russians after the first mile. It’s a small price to pay considering all the fun I had, and I wouldn’t be complaining if I didn’t have a race this weekend. That’s right. My taper week for the East Cooper Triathlon consisted of sushi, blackjack, irish coffees, poker, Heinekens, white russians, all-you-can-eat buffets, and little sleep. I’m going to try to hydrate and loosen up this week, but I won’t be in top form on Sunday. At some point, my body is going to punish me for the antics I pulled in Vegas, and I have come to grips that it will probably be very early in the race.

While I did manage to swim laps and then run a few miles on the strip my first morning in Vegas, it just wasn't the same. All I could think of was my terrible luck on the craps tables and how I was going to turn it around playing poker and blackjack. I cut my run short and returned to my hotel. I was showered and sitting at a blackjack table with a cocktail within 20 minutes. It was 9:15 a.m. I love Vegas.

Having said that, I still plan on profiling the East Cooper Triathlon for anyone interested in the course and random race information. I’ll probably post my complete profile by Thursday. If you’re a beginner or doing the race for the first time, the profile will help you get a good sense of the course and how things will go down on Sunday. Hopefully, it will help you relax and answer any questions you might have.