The final leg of our trip in New York was amazing. Energy levels were high, we were spoilt rotten with fabulous food and had a gym in the hotel and Central Park on our doorstep. We managed to get places for a 5 mile charity run in the park which was a great experience (although disappointingly only a t-shirt rather than a medal) and trekked around sight-seeing and shopping 'til we dropped. Felt fabulous for the first day back and then my energy levels and mood plummeted. I think I struggled to re-balance my hormones after the jet-lag I've been struggling to sleep and have no motivation to train. With Zell am See just around the corner this is really bad news. Despite having no sleep at all on the Saturday after we returned I still got up like most hardcore triathletes (it must be some sort of guilt complex) , at some unearthly hour for the Blenheim 60 miles cycle. The day didn't start well, we wanted to be off in the first wave but I was sent off on a wild goose chase to find a loo, lost the car on my way back and then realised I had a flat tyre. We finally set off pretty much last and with no sleep it took all my resolve to not just stop and burst into tears. About an hour later, I stopped and burst into tears. A bemused policeman wandered across the road as we stopped with a pistol in his holster - not your everyday sight in the wilds of Oxfordshire. Once we had dismounted and were huddled out of the rain under a tree deciding what to do, he came strolling back the other way this time with a hand gun and a machine gun. It appears I had stopped in a rather sensitive spot outside the PMs country home. Once they realised I was not much of a risk to anyone I was kindly offered tea while awaiting my rescue from the event mop-up van for my bike and a taxi for me to go home. Matthew soldiered on and finished the 60miles so I think he'll be ok for Austria. I have managed a few crossfit sessions and a couple of hours on the turbo trainer before Grant came to collect my bike but my tri training has been 'down the pan'. I'm enjoying my taper week as I have ony have to do little bits here and there but realistically unless I actually get to sleep for a whole night between now and Sunday I can't see that I'll actually get out of bed and even attempt it. Got to keep an eye on the long game though. My journey was always about the full ironman next year and we've just seen our names on the IM Austria list for 2015 so that's pretty real now. I know the bike is going to be a nightmare at Zell so if I can finish the swim around 50 minutes and then actually finish the bike course, even if I'm out of time I will be quite pleased. We've only got one more day and then we travel to Austria. Kate has been on about doing a bike reckky on the day before the event. Mmmmm - not sure about doing that hill once, let alone twice, so I've rented a car to go and have a proper look at the course and see if I can get my head in the right place to actually give it a go.