What to do, what to do....

Louisville had it's first Ironman this Sunday. I've done a few sprint triathlons, and had a blast. So, I was pretty psyched to go watch and volunteer, and then - the plan went- to go sign up for 2008 on Monday.

It's now Thursday. And I haven't signed up.

What happened? I was so sure I could do it; I really really *wanted* to do it. I could already hear "Kelly Wilson, you are an Ironman!" in my head. But then, as I was stationed by the medical tent Sunday night and watched all the normal, non-pro athletes coming in for help, I completely freaked. I decided that the half distance was the way to go. I broke this to my training partner (Debi), who took it rather well, though she made me promise to train with her.

The race hasn't closed (as of this morning), and I'm still on the fence. I want to do the full Ironman, but I am also terrified of the idea, if only because of the biking (more on this later). I'm half-hoping that it closes before I can make a decision, so the pressure would be off. On the one hand, I'm feeling like a weenie for doing only a half, but on the other hand, 70.3 miles is still a freakin' long way to go!

So, long story short, come along for the ride. Right now, I can't even tell you how long it will be, but it will be a fun trip. And feel free to give me you opinion - I'm one of those people who will stop and ask for directions.