Well it’s official… I am a bonafied TRIATHLETE!!
Who says you can’t train for a triathalon in a weekend?!? 😉
(p.s. I sooo do not recommend that at all!)
My morning started nice and early when my alarm clock went off at 5:30. I quickly arose ready to take on the new challenge of the day.
For my first tri fuel I had 2 slices of Pumpernickel Bread.
One half with Cashew Butter and Strawberries, the other with Strawberry Preserves and Vanilla Oiskos Yogurt. They were both yummy combos.
I really had no idea what to expect for my first Sprint Triathalon so I made sure to show up at least an hour a half before the start of the race. I collected my packet, purchased my one day USAT pass, and set up my transition area.
I even got marked up.
The T means I was doing the Tri and the 24 was my age. It was actually pretty cool to have everyone’s age marked on their legs, I kept concentrating on everyone’s calves to see how old they are, it was very interesting. I think we should always be marked with our ages.
After I was all set up we headed to the beach to prepare for the swim. In all honesty the swim was the going to be the hardest part in my head. I had only swam once since last September and the was the open lake swim the weekend before.
The night before my parents were gracious enough to purchase me a shortie wet suit so that I could at least be a little warm in the cold water.
The guys left the beach first then all of the women slowly made their way to the beach. It really wasn’t that big of a crowd and the women I was around were all really nice one lady said she was 15 wks pregnant!
When the gun shot it was now or never and I made my first plunge in to the refreshing lake water for my .75 km swim.
My first goal in the swim portion was not to get hit in the head. I heard too many horror stories about too many people striving for first that they will get kicked and drown. I stayed towards the back of the pack that thinned out significantly the further we swam.
Once I passed the first buoy I realized I was at the end of the pack. The hardcore racer in me told myself this is not good, but the more reasonable, already worn out side of me told me I was doing a good pace and would rather keep it slow and steady then drowning before the second buoy.
I hit the second buoy and just made it my goal not to be absolute last. I think I came out of the water with two or three other women behind me… swimming mission accomplished.
I swam the .75km distance in 23:29.127
After swimming I ran the .1 distance on the sand to the transition area.
I was so worn out from the swim, that was the hardest .1 run I had ever completed. Luckily, I plenty of wonderful family members there cheering me on.
It took me 2:07.799 to run that damn .1 miles.
Practicing transitions was something that really never crossed my mind.
I had to wash my feet off, put my shoes on, put my shirt on, put my helmet on and run with my bike out of the area. It was a lot more complicated then I had imagined.
The transition took me 2:53.997.
On the bike I took off like a bat out of hell, then my legs got tired and I realized I had to slow it down just a little bit and that I did have 12 miles to bike.
I passed a few women on their bikes and was thankful for making up ground, but being one of the last out of the water there were periods when I was on my own and was curious whether I was going the right direction or not.
Around mile 6 I have 4 of these PowerBar Energy Gels for mid race fuel.
I was doing great until I started seeing males who were participating in the My First Tri (a race that started about 15 minutes after my division) start to pass me at record speeds. I kept thinking these are such liars and that it was definitely not their first Tri.
Finally I made it back to my second transition area after my 44:12.765 20km bike ride.
My second transition was easier considering all I had to do was get off the bike and start to run.
The transition took me 00:42.015.
Last up was the easier part.. the run. Here is where I knew I could make up ground. My legs felt weak and tired but not as great of a brick feeling as I was expecting. I started passing others who had started walking and tried to bring down my time. I knew I wasn’t going to set any records but I could at least run my 2.75 miles in the woods at a decent pace.
Finally I hit the last turn and fans started to cheer telling me I could do it.
I tried to sprint, but my body was just exhausted and unable to respond.
I hit the finish line with a smile at a time clock at 1:36:44.148 meaning my 2.75 mile run took me 23:18.465.
I was done at this point. Happy to have accomplished something new and amazing.
I could not have done it without the support of my amazing friends and family who awoke early on a Saturday morning to come witness my first Tri.
They were there shouting me on, running with me through the transitions and just making me know I could do this. Without their support I don’t know where I would be.
After the race I had a wonderful Orange to refuel myself.
And my parents were kind enough to set up a picnic for us to enjoy.
I started with about a quarter of a Blueberry Muffin.
and celebrated with a little beer.
For the main course my Dad grilled up some yummy burgers.
I had a Burger with Ketchup, Lettuce, Tomato, Avocado & Onion…. it was quite a beast to eat. I also had a little bit of homemade coleslaw, an Apple and Carrot Chips.
For dessert I had one of Melissa’s Pumpkin Rolls she had brought to share.
The park was great, but I was EXHAUSTED and crashed immediately when I got home. I had a lovely 2 hour nap and am now ready to take on the night.
Have a great Saturday everyone!!!