I'd almost think there was some melevolant spirit that doesn't want me to do this duathlon.
Yesterday I went for a short run to see how it felt, and it was a great run, no shoulder problems, no leg problems, no slower than usual...only to come home and find out that, after all, they've decided that the fork is cracked on my bike (which, as you may recall, I have gotten to ride exactly once). So, I'll be using my commuter bike for tomorrow's race.
On the other side, I realize that when I got my Trek 1000, on the first day out, I fell over and sprained my wrist. On my new bike, on the first day, I did an endo and messed up my shoulder. I've decided that if I ever get a new bike again, I'm going to just throw it up on the air and let it fall on me and get it over with.
The weather at Hollman tomorrow is supposed to be cold, rainy, and windy. I'm trying to positive affirmation thing. It's not working. I used photoshop to put my face on the Athena goddess painting I use for my profile. That was fun. But I'm still worried about tomorrow.