Post 45: Iron man Arizona

This week I will be blogging from Arizona reporting on the week before Jean's race on Sunday.

As much as I want to cheer my husband and be supportive of his passion for this very demanding sport. I have to admit that I never look forward to these couple of days before the big day.

We can't do much as everything could be dangerous.

We can't be in crowds as they could be sick.

And we can't eat anything to fancy that could disturb his digestive system. He has a specific list of menus he tried which are safe and he sticks to it.

Last year the Iron man of his choice was in a small town in Canada and they had a wonderful food feast with local fruits, pastries and all kind of delicious looking food. But we had non of it.

I actually got a hand full of sweet plums and he didn't even try one. I gladly finished the whole thing by myself only to be sick in my stomach in the evening, maybe his right to stick to safe diet.

The conversation revolve for 99% around the event.

He might ask, do you think I am ready? And my job is to reply cheerfully. Ready as can be.

Of course the tension will raise as the days go by.

Today is my first day in Arizona and he is in good shape and spirit, we will see what tomorrow will hold.