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Comments: I LOVED THE SWIM! Loved it. Loved the people swimming into me, loved swimming into other people. It was my very first OWS but it wasn't bad at all (as you can tell by my previous declarations of love). It was a triangle course starting on the left. I started in the middle of my wave and stayed to the right, hugging the buoys. I was passing a lot of women, so I was really happy. When I saw the first cap from the wave before me, I was elated. Sadly, I didn't get into a real groove until I was on the last 300. What would you do differently?: I would've started at the front of the pack. I could've shaved a minute off my time. I would've also begged the organizers NOT to shorten the distance. Yes, I am a freak.  Transition 1
Comments: Whatever. It's my first tri (that's my story and I am sticking to it). I was so concerned about getting the grass off my feet that I wasted time. I also couldn't decide whether or not to put on a shirt. At this point I was singing, out loud, Bootylicious. Except it was belly-licious. (I have a ginormous gut). "I don't think you're ready for this jelly!" What would you do differently?: Um, maybe actually practice a real transition. That may have helped. Maybe? You think? I would've also sprayed on more sunscreen. That bit me later in the day.  Bike
Comments: AWESOME bike course. TOTALLY flat. Completely flat. Not a significant hill in sight. I took on the bike leg with an AIDS Ride mentality. I was just having fun. I was leap frogging with 2 women (and passing MANY women whom I would have pass me in the next leg) and we were just playing and joking around. It wasn't until mile 8 or 9 that I 1) fixed my computer and 2)realized my potential speed. I was going way under my capacity. My cadence was great, but I could've geared up and gone faster. I also realized that I had a shot at finishing under 2 hours. That revved me up. I wish I had realized this at mile 2 though. Soundtrack, Gold Digger. I don't know why, don't ask. Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head get down (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head What would you do differently?: I would've taken 30 seconds during transition set up to make sure my computer was on properly. Less talking, more biking. Also more hydrating, I didn't even finish 1 of my 2 water bottles. This would also come back to haunt me. Transition 2
Comments: Whatever. What can I say? I ate 3 shot blocks on the ride and 4 more at t2. BIG mistake. I also chugged half a bottle of water when I realized I was probably under hydrated. Leaving T2, Single Ladies was blaring, so I was singing and dancing out of T2. I know, I need help. What would you do differently?: Practice? Stop being a tool?  Run
Comments: I hate to effing run. Hate it. I power walked most of the run. From the get go, my stomach was cramping. Too many shot blocks, not enough water. Within the first mile, ladies on crutches were passing me. It was SAD! I thought that the water station was at the mile 1 marker and was psyched when I went through it. A while later the REAL Mile 1 marker appeared and I exclaimed a very loud "CRAP! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" So I started to jog. I have never been so happy to see a turn around point. Soundtrack: No Air. No explanation necessary. "Tell me how I'm supposed to breath with no air? Can't run, can't breath with no air." So I jog most of the last mile. When I hear the announcer and music I pick it up. I had an inner conflict at this time, if I kept running, my face would be purple, not pretty for pictures... but I COULD run at this point.... what to do??? I ran :) What would you do differently?: Never start smoking at the age of 16? More training runs. Lots more training runs. Post race
Warm down: Break down in a fit of happy tears. Ate a bagel. Met up with my awesome friend, who traveled 3 hours to cheer me on, and my Mommy buddies who kept me motivated. Probably should've stretched. Whatever What limited your ability to perform faster: I am 60 lbs overweight and smoked for 20 years. 'Nuff said. Event comments: The Aflac Iron Girl races was PERFECT for a newbie. The volunteers were fantastic, the women doing the race were SO supportive and the course couldn't have been laid out better. I really look forward to next year. Profile Album Last updated: 2010-08-08 12:00 AM
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Aflac Irongirl
65F / 18C
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Overall Rank = 520/730
Age Group = 35-39
Age Group Rank = 103/140
As this is my very first tri, you will have to bear with me. I want to log everything before my old aged mind forgets it all.
So I get to Syracuse (in awesome time, TYVM), get upgraded to the PHAT-est suite at the hotel, meet my friends to rack our bikes and get some grub. So far, this whole thing is AWESOME. But all I have done is eaten, driven, and gotten loads of free stuff. What's not awesome about that?
Wake up at the butt crack of dawn. Why am I doing this again? Oh yeah, personal accomplishment, peer pressure, love of public humiliation, yada yada yada. Go to have some of the hotel provided b-fast, which isn't there, and settle for a Clif Bar, coffee, and some G2.
So, we get to the venue (later than I probably should've) and I set up my transition. There was a lot of room, so I feel good
I just had to bring my Taco Bell Chihuahua on this journey with me, he's been on many a bike tour with me. He rocks.
I get my cap and goggles, stuff them in my booblies and head to the beach. Get in the water, swim out to the first buoy. The water is lovely and warm. Like kiddie pool warm, you know? But the sea weed was like that scene in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire... you know when he has to dive in and save the students. You saw that, right? Hello? Crap, I lost you already. Annyyywayy....
Time for stretching, and lining up. I didn't do enough of the former, will I EVER learn?? This is where my internal soundtrack starts. This is also where my 'peers' start to hate me (sometimes my internal soundtrack isn't so internal) but I digress.
Defying Gravity
"Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!"