Last night I dreamed of an immaculate race and finish at Eagleman. No cramps in the swim. No head wind on the bike. And a cool day for the run. When I awoke I was bathed in sweat. The alarm clock had jarred me with the Stones' "You Can't Always Get Want You Want" blaring away. Coincidental or the sign of things to come? Race day is less than 4 weeks away.