|My number 824 - 9.10.11|
|The arch to the swim|
|Thank you Alameda Bicycles!|
|Incredible Uncle Kevin chillin' at 7 am|
"Gear is only 10% of the triathlete. Physical condition and mental state is the other."
Good and bad with all the bonus time- go figure- but 9:15 was my start time and I had to run with it. The water looked cold, the fog was over the bay, and the nerves and excitement were flowing amongst everyone. I got body marked, had to age up (dude I am 35 not 36 yet!), jogged along the beach path, and chilled. We sang the National Anthem, paid respect to 9.11.01, bang went the gun and I got to see the men start! After the men was the wave of veteran athletes who always humble me. I am blown away by their determination and focus. After the 2nd wave, there was another wave every 15 minutes. While watching the men in the water, you can see the kelp looking to break up. A channel between the kelp looked to form, or did it? I would soon find out.
|First wave started! 7:30am 9.10.11|
Pass, pass, pass on the bike. I started to fly by people. The natural coach, trainer and cheerleader in me couldn't help but support everyone when passing to encourage them. Tight turns on Lap 1, but 1 lap was done. Onto Lap 2, already playing "cat & mouse" with a few cyclists, looking at their calves the entire time for their age. Saw a few more in my age group the second lap and had my eye on a few in front. Hmmm....I think I could be in a good spot but didn't know since the bike portion was 4 laps. Lap 2, eeek, I felt my bladder and that I had to go pee. I really had to go pee and kept peddling fast. I met a woman and rode with her for a bit named Joanne. We laughed about having to go pee and our kids that changed our bladders...in college I would pop the seal and keep going but I couldn't do it as easily now. I tried but my mind was worried about the person behind me and feeling I'd have to offer him/her some disinfectant towels. Triathletes do it all the time, I used to, but I couldn't really let go and "go". Yes, triathletes pee on their bikes when riding. If they are in it to win it, you gotta pee while on the bike or in the water. Lap 3, still flying, feeling good, but gotta PEE! Break the seal a bit, can't do it, keep peddling. Lap 4 slam through it with legs feeling strong and blast to transition. Put on my running shoes, waist belt and hat admiring the porta potties. The green oasis of comfort...but gotta run. I head out to start my run to Jack running along side me. Smiling from ear to ear seeing him and the girls, hearing them cheering I yell to Jack " Having so much fun but I gotta go pee!!!". The runner in front of me started laughing out loud. I think I can run through it, I am an athlete, I have raced the majority of my life now, but I also had 2 beautiful babies who shifted some things. I do try to defy the odds but some things Mother Nature decides.
|Jack caught me starting my run leg...|
|Incredible Jack- best better half!|
|Future Triathletes & the best cheerleaders|
|Emerson excited with my 2nd place finish|
** Link to finish on youtube