I had nightmares about Sunday's triathlon. I forgot my bike, my running shoes, took my wetsuit on the swim even though the lake was warm, the car got stuck in water on the way there. Flooding should not be so prevalent on my mind that I dream about it, but it is. I somehow thought I wouldn't be nervous, would have no adrenaline to push me, but of course this was not true and my stomach hurts because of it.