Ironman Florida - TriathlonFull Ironman

Threw down with the toughest. 1st lap was good just a little busy. Got a sip of water before the second lap. 2nd lap not so good. In fact I'd say it was probably one of the worst experiences I've had in a long time. My throat got too much sea water and decided to say Fu@k me when I told it to let air in and out so that precious oxygen could reach my lungs. Had to switch to side stroke for the way out and finally back stroke for the way back. Luckily I could use the sun as a point of reference. Still some how I ended up going sideways at one point. I loled when I noticed. :)

Not sign up for Ironman Florida.

Followed Dave's advice to the 'T' here.
Walked out of the water to the wetsuit strippers.
Got down on my back and let them strip me good.
Down side to that was now I had a sandy butt.
Walked through the overhead showers
Walked to get my bag which they had ready because I was walking.
Walked to the changing tent (male side)
Got naked and put on my tri shorts, shoes, aero helm, sun screen, and top.
Walked to the port-a-pots but the line was too long.
Walked to my bike, mounted, and took off.


Nothing.

Tough start because I needed that port-a-pot.
Pushed through till the first aid station. Luckily there were no lines. All I can say is that it was epic. Massive relief so now I could actually ride my bicycle. Got my special needs bag and was so happy that I decided to put 2 pieces of pizza in there. That made my day. People were passing me asking what was for lunch. They were jealous. :). By hour 4 I grew weary of talking to myself and started talking to other people including this girl named Margarita. People's names were on their back so you could inspire them directly. Chased after more girls that passed me as a direct disobeyment of Dave's orders. I couldn't turn my fire off at this point. It had consumed me. Saw mile 100 and punched that $hit home.

Nothing. Perfect balance of chasing tail and holding back.

Walked to my bag.
Walked to the changing tent.
Didn't get naked this time (sorry ladies)
Helm off hat on.
Bike shoes off run shoes on.
Port-a-pot stop... More epic-ness.
Hit up the sun screen ladies.
They said I was the saltiest person they had.
I told them gross and proceeded to lift my arms so they could work it.
Walked to the start and walked a few feet into the marathon.


Thought of something more clever to say.

Discovered that this race is more emotional than I thought.
Literally almost fell to my knees bursting out crying several times but choked it back.
Not pain tears but b!tchy emotional tears.
The first lap was nice and sunny. Got sponges at the aid stations to put in my shirt and ice to go in my hat. Basically I walked every aid station, got a Gatorade and gel and forced that sh!t down regardless of what my stomach said. I think in all I had about 18 gels and 22 gatotrades and 1 water. Hit the wall at 25 when my calves locked up on me. Power walked that sh!t like a crazy person on a Fu@king mission... You know the kind, arms swinging all up in the air and sh!t.

Held it together a little better.

Training and sea water.


If you can get past the swim, this race is awesome!