Walking to the race site early early early Saturday morning.
I got my race number & age written on my legs, then had to go back and have them redone because I put on sunscreen and they rubbed off. Oopsie. My legs look a little banged up, huh? Hmm.
The number on my arm made me feel really tough and cool. It doesn’t take much.
This is the transition area where we went in and out of between each part of the race. Everyone had all of their race gear neatly and compactly packed in cool, sporty backpacks. Me? I packed way too much in a cool, not-so-sporty TJ Maxx bag.
My biggest fan and supporter!
We sat here for a while waiting for my wave to start. You can see the finish gate for the swim there, and then all the people waiting to start swimming. I stayed on the hill with Andrew until the very last second, mainly trying not to puke.
The swim was ABSOLUTELY CHAOTIC AND TERRIFYING. But I did it. I DID IT! The whole run back up to the transition area I was saying, “I swam in a lake! I swam in a lake! I swam in a laaaake!”
This is after I put all my biking stuff on over my wet swimsuit, which was no easy task. Once I got out of the transition area and tried to get on my bike, my gears were all messed up and took a good five minutes to figure out. So that sucked. The ride was super duper hilly and intense, but not too bad. Nothing these thighs couldn’t handle.
Starting the run, with complete and total noodle legs that felt full of cement. It was more of a trail run really – very little of it was paved. I enjoyed it, and had a huge smile on my face the whole time. I’m sure everyone thought I was nuts, which is nothing unusual.
This is a still shot from a video Andrew made of me running to the finish line. Pure joy, I tell you. I was saying, “WE DID IT!!!!”
Stats from the race, for those interested (ahem, my mother and maybe one or two others):
Swim Time (500 yards): 12:40
Transition 1 (b/t swim & bike): 1:39
Bike Time (17 miles, with a few hiccups that slowed me down): 1:15:46
Transition 2 (b/t bike & run): 1:15
Run Time (3.2 miles): 36:16
Finish Time: 2:07:33
Was it difficult? Sort of. Was it scary? Sort of. Would I do it again? Maybe.
Moral of the story – if you’ve ever wanted to do one, do it. It’s fun. I’m glad I did it.
I was SO glad to get home to this little dude though…
Kid loves him some blueberry pancakes.
And Happy 4th of July!