I'm sorry for the longest post in the history of the world
Pre Race -
I drop off my 3 year old at a friend's house to spend the night and I take the other 3 to go meet daddy at work! We get him at about 3:40pm and head to packet pickup. It was relatively quick and painless (that's what she said) and they had some gear for sale, some Gu's, running shoes, etc.
we get to our hotel (its about 2 hours from our house) and eat some dinner. We head out to the beach and take a nice walk as the sun sets. it was totally awesome. There were lots of baby crabs everywhere and the kids were freaking out. Oh I was laughing so hard!
We get back to the hotel to put the kids to bed (about 8pm) and I take a hot shower to relax. I make sure my oatmeal and stuff is out and my alarm is set and I'm laying down at about 8:47 for bed. And then it's 9:30. and 10:30. and I'm not sleeping. and then my 8 month old starts screaming. So I feed him a bottle and try to lay him back down and he screams some more. Fortunately, Dave cuddled him on his chest and he fell asleep that way. I fell asleep for about 1 1/2 hours and when Dave tried to lay Ryan back in his pack-n-play, he woke up and started screaming again. We tried cuddling him, and laying him down with Hailey and Andrew in the other bed in the room. Well, Dave tried that. I told him he couldn't put a crawling baby in a real bed. They played for a while and then of COURSE the baby tried to crawl off the bed. So I got him and fed him a bottle and sang him a song and he FINALLY fell asleep at 3am.
My alarm went off at 5.
About 4 hours of sleep behind me, I got up and my stomach was churning. Not good. I was pretty sure I was going to throw up. I felt like Robert Barone chugging pepto. (true story) I force-fed myself 2 packets of instant cinnamon and spice oatmeal, we packed up, and headed to the race site.
I got my transition site all set up the way I wanted and headed out to watch the Half distance start at 7am.
They had us enter the water about 5 minutes before we started at 7:45am and there are 3 thoughts in my mind. First, the swim had become wetsuit legal about 3 days before the race and I was one of very few who were not wearing one. mistake?? Second, the water was significantly choppier than the night before when it was like glass. hmmm. Third, those buoys look REALLY far away. Like, intimidatingly far.
|I'm in the black and pink in the middle.|
3, 2, 1, gooooo!!!!
It was chaos. utter and complete chaos. I was getting groped left and right, people swimming over me, under me, through me, etc. I got smacked in the face, head, back, leg, and I swear that one girl tried to rip my timing chip off. Also, it was choppy. Every time I tried to breath, I got a face full of sea water and started coughing. AND, the swells were starting to make me seasick.
about 150 yards in, i'm thinking that this is SO stupid. WHY in the world do people do this?? I am a really strong swimmer and I am fighting panic. at 500 meters I turned at the first buoy and started getting this under control. I got used to the waves and the crowd had thinned quite a bit. I started counting every 10 strokes I would sight to make sure I was going the right way. turn at the 2nd buoy and back to the beach!
T1 - 2:31
it was almost a 300 yard run to transition and I plopped myself on the ground to put on my shoes, sunglasses, helmet, and take off! I was breathing pretty heavy from the swim but I was glad I didn't have to yank off a wetsuit.
It was windy but the first 3-ish miles were very heavy with trees so I was cruising at like, 19 mph and it felt easy. For me?? that never happens. Then I hit the 3 mile long bridge across the sound. WINDY. and there is a hill in the middle. This was a little bit of a struggle but I tried to keep it strong. finished the bridge and turned north for a section of neighborhood. This. was. awesome. I feel like I am not even trying and I'm biking at 19-19.5 mph. !!!!! I hit the halfway mark with an average of 18.1.
But this time?? the wind is at my back on the bridge! I ran out of gears because I was going so fast. It was SO much fun. I didn't want the bike to end, I had an absolute blast out there.
1:18 (18.8 mph - I destroyed my goal here)
I was so fast that Dave missed me and didn't get pics.
T2 - 1:00
Very fast, just changed my shoes and turned on my garmin and started hobbling to the run start. A girl crashed right behind me and an ambulance took her away. :(
There are just no words to describe what it's like to run after biking. I am not an awesome runner anyway but I can hold a 9:15 minute mile for 6 miles. Not in a triathlon. After the first mile, my legs loosened up but my breathing I could not calm down. I do have a cold right now with a bad cough so it almost felt like I couldn't breath in all the way. I had to pee SOOOO bad but I knew that it was possible that I could place at this race (according to last year's times) so I didn't want to waste time by stopping. BUT, every time I coughed, some pee leaked out. classy. Plus, I was STARVING. my tummy was all growly but taking a Gu sounded like the worst idea ever. I tried to up the pace a little since my legs felt fine but my breathing just would not take it.
Every time a girl passed me I checked out her age group on her calf (come one, you know you do it too!). I saw 3 girls in my age group pass me so I knew that I would be out of the running for a medal. Until the one girl just in front of me walked the water stations. She would walk a little and I would catch up but then she would pass me again. over and over. at the mile 6 aid station, she walked AGAIN (with .2 miles to go) and I passed her determined to not let her get by me before the finish. And it's a darn good thing too since I got third in my age group with her a mere 30 seconds behind me!
1:02 (10 minute/mile)
Finish time of 2:55:58
3rd in 30-34 female AG
23rd/100 women overall
|just went to the bathroom and SO relieved!!!|
|me with my FIRST age group placing award!!!! woohoo!|
It's easy to look back on the day and say things like, "If only I didn't have that cold" or "If I'd just gotten more sleep" or "If I'd just pushed a little harder here". But you know what? I did awesome. I could not have done ANY better than what I did. I gave it everything I had in the moment and I am darn proud of myself.
|my cheering section. 2 ladies from church and my family!|
|going up to get my award since they called my name! THIRD PLACE!!!|
|Love my family. Their support means the world to me.|
I surprised myself on the bike and had the time of my life.
I had a lot of fun.
I'm proud of myself.
I will not be doing another triathlon (maybe a sprint) until Dave is out of school (dec. 2013), then I might try to tackle the 70.3?
I see some duathlons in my future and more practice in running. I have GOT to get better at running.
Not as sore as I thought I would be. My half marathon was worse than this.
I REALLY want a tri bike.