Cats don't like tiger balm

My cat has moved out - or at least, moved on to greener pastures. In an effort to calm my back down before my massage, I've been slopping on tiger balm. Sadly, the cat doesn't like the smell of it and has decided my flatmate's bed is the greener grass on the other side of the fence. Bed hopping fleabag! There's now 100 days until my half ironman, and only three sleeps until my first tri. Awesome, but crikey, am I ready for this? Mentally, 95%. Physically? I guess we will find out on the day. My trainer says I'm ready, my swim coach says I'm ready, and from not having done a great deal of training this week, I am wound up like a jack in the box ready to pop! So much to think about - what to pack isn't one of them, but what to pack it in is! My bike is ready, I bought a tri suit a couple of months back (it was my first official triathlon purchase), and I've been training in shoes with elastic laces for years so I don't have to worry about shoelaces on race day. The tri suit will be great - no changing between the swim and the bike, which cuts down transition time, and hopefully my trainer shows up on the day which will help keep me calm and focussed (only because he scares the bejeesers out of me!). I've been doing bricks for the last two weeks (bike and run), so my legs are used to what I want them to do. However, I've only done one full practice run - so hopefully my brain remembers and tells my body what to do! I read that kicking for the last 25-50m of the swim will get my legs to wake back up and prepare for the bike. Pedalling faster in a small gear will get my legs ready for the run - allegedly! Roll on race day. I'm coming to get you!