So I finally did it. I competed in a triathalon. It was a really small one, so don't get too excited, but it was enough for me right now, and hard, and so much fun. Holly was a good sport and did it with me, and I was so glad to have a friend. The day dawned cold and FREEZING. Most people were prepared for inclement weather. Not me. I heard rumors of rain and decided to take the optimistic approach. By the time the run came around I was squeezing about ten pounds of water out of my shirt and shorts, yes shorts. The swim was pretty short and it was held indoors, so you had to time yourself and your were started according to your time. I began to get a little suspicious that something had gone wrong in mine and Holly's expert timeing when we found ourselves at the very front of the line, ahead of many experienced triathaletes. Oh yeah, we'd halved the distance somehow. As my brother put it, we must have thought we were dolphins for a little while. It was a little humiliating being at the first of the line and being passed in .2 seconds, but what are you going to do? I panicked when I first hit the water and contemplated getting out, but I made myself keep going. The 12 mile bike ride was ok. There were a few big hills, and the rain and hail scared the crap out of me. I so did not want to fall. I was on a mountain bike, which slowed me down some, but let's face it, I wasn't going to be fast anyway. The low point was when one of the lead runners was neck and neck with me on the hill (I was on the bike, mind you.) I kept thinking, please just pass me end the humiliation...he did. The three mile run went better than I thought. In fact, when I reached an aide station they told me I only had one mile to go. I stopped and said What?! I thought for sure I had two more. That last mile felt great. All in all, it was a good experience, and I want to do it again next spring. We didn't get many pictures, but here is an after and before picture (it somehow got reversed).
We did it!!
And we thought it was cold BEFORE the race.