Swim – 24:37
T1 - 4:24
Bike - 1:13:57
T2 – 2:18
Run - 42:34 (12:32 pace)
As a lot of you know biking just freaks me out. Every time I ride, I have anxiety before and feel so relieved after. I fell off my bike when I was 9 and broke my collarbone and really had not ridden since. I decided to sign up for Iron Girl with TEAM FIGHT and then ended up winning an entry to Celebrating Heroes. I thought it must have been meant to be so I decided to give it a go. I meshed a couple of 12 week training plans together since I thought I could run and swim more than the beginner plan but should probably stick to the beginner plan for the bike.
Got to the park at 5AM and Loretta was my body marker. That started the day off right. Set up transition in about 5 minutes which made me wonder if I had done something wrong. I took a picture of it with my phone in case I started to 2nd guess myself so I didn’t have to walk back from the tent. Ate a banana and about ¼ of a bagel with peanut butter but couldn’t get anything else in me. I was so nervous. 6 bathroom breaks later I was ready to swim at 7:52 – had I really been there for 3 hours?
Very happy with my swim time. I typically start in the back because I don’t want to get pushed around too much (I’ve been the swimmer for a few relays). It didn’t really work this time and I felt like I was in the middle of a washing machine ½ way to the turn buoy (maybe I should move closer to the front). It got much better when most of the women that were in front of me starting turning at the yellow buoy and got yelled at by the kayakers (I had wondered where they were going). This opened up a nice lane for me all the way to the orange buoy and it was smooth sailing after that. Glad I didn’t get pulled under by the sea grass monsters though. There certainly was a bunch of that.
I didn’t really know what to expect. I decided to have a Gu ready to eat as soon as I got to my area. Glad I did because once I was about to start the swim, I was hungry. Guess the nerves went away and my stomach thought “where’s breakfast?”. Tried to calm myself down so I could get out on the bike and headed up the hill.
Such a HUGE accomplishment for me to even be out there but to have a time that I felt was pretty respectable too. I was worried about mounting my bike, how crowded it may be on the course, how would I even pass someone or know if I could and dismounting my bike. Seemed to accomplish all of these things pretty well. I even passed some people out there. Made it back to 108 and thought 1 more hurdle – get off this bike without falling in front of all of those people. I know it’s weird but I have a tendency to want to jump off my bike when it is still moving and with my 1 foot still clipped in. I unclipped and got near the line and told myself “stop the bike completely”. I had done it and felt so relieved! Then I thought, huh- now I have to run.
I know this is long but I was just so happy that I made it through the bike that I took my time. Grabbed my frozen (by now thawed) little bottle of grape Gatorade and headed out.
Time just stunk but at this point, I didn’t care anymore. I had though all along that I wanted to have a good swim and survive the bike with a good time for me and if I was hot and tired when the run came I would walk a bunch of it. I did just that. Even had time to name my stride - the shade shuffle. Had to amuse myself somehow. Happy to see the MMTC group at the top of Gatorade hill (especially Heather Jacobson). I was wondering where you were going to be.
I did what I set out to do. Finish my 1st Triathlon and finished knowing I did my best (except for the run but that was kinda expected too). Thanks to everyone that has encouraged me along the way especially Heather Beutel who went on some of those longer bike rides with me since they ended up being the day before one of Jim’s races.
Thanks for the bike tips that got me through:
Deb Taylor – “keep your toes up”; Danny Mooney –“scrape the poop”; Marla Shapiro – “use your butt and relax those shoulders”; and Marla Sherman for telling me not to worry about clipping in at all until I reached 108.
And to Jim (my fabulous and patient husband) thanks for everything. I couldn’t have done this without you!