Rest Week- American Style

The end of the current week marks the beginning of our third rest week (and thus the end of our third training block). Perhaps I am taking rest week too far, because I'm not sure exactly how many workouts I'm going to get in due to the fact that Brian and I are going to Turkey for a week.
Unfortunately, this rest week is one of those fake rest weeks that I talked about earlier- it says "rest" and you get to decrease the volume a great deal, but you also have to do tests in each sport. So you get to trade time and volume for three twenty minute tests that you are supposed to do at such a level of intensity that you lose bodily functions as you go (yes, triatheletes are so type A that apparently they mistake this for rest).
So, I'm not sure exactly what I'm going to do about the bike test, but apparently I'm doing the run test somewhere in Turkey. I e-mailed coach today telling her that I was sure that I couldn't do the bike test (no bike) and was a little worried about doing the run test because of jet-lag. I'm not going to lie to you here: I sort of expected her to tell me not to worry about it; I sort of wanted her to tell me not to worry about it. Instead of telling me not to worry about it she told me to do it anyway and to make sure that I wake up with sunrise to help get rid of the jet lag. Now not only am I running, but I'm waking up with sunrise. Some rest week.
So, I'll be the idiot American tourist, drooling on myself and grunting as I race down the streets (dirt roads? gravel paths?) of Selcuck, Turkey because I'm too afraid of coach not to. I'm sure Brian will snap a few pictures before he rolls over and goes back to bed...