Ironman 70.3 Florida - Triathlon1/2 Ironman

Swim felt good, but there was a lot of jostling the entire way. I got kicked in the face twice, run over from the side a few times, and gave one poor soul a good kick of my own on accident. I made an effort to keep the swim RPE2 and never really kicked it up a notch. Probably my smartest leg all day.

Nothing.

LONG way from beach to transition point. Ran it...ok jogged it, but I jogged the entire way, which was a first for me. Took time to catch my breath and make sure I had everything in order.

Maybe run my bike out, but I don't see the point at my level.

Not much more than above. Oh, and uber-bikers...if there is a 90 degree right-hand turn the person in front of you is already committed to, don't get all pi$$Y when in the middle of the turn your version of "on-the-left" turns into GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!, and you act all freaked out when you almost bite the cones. I'll move over (I drift a little left to make the turn - shocking I know, as 90% of the people I saw today did the same thing)...just let me know you are coming.

Slow down a bit and eat/drink more. Outstaning ride though.

Ok...I racked first with my bike yesterday. The guy who put his bike next to mine put it the same way, so this morning I turned my bike the opposite way. I put my stuff on the down wheel (front) side of my bike this morning as well. I leave transition and get ready to swim. I get back to T2 and this guy has racked his bike the same way as mine AND put his cr@p under my rear wheel.

Thrown his bike and stuff in the lake...not really, but I felt like it.

Let me put it this way. My legs started cramping at mile 1 and did not stop for the next 4 hours. It was pure agony from my quads to calves. On the third lap my mind and body began to shut down. Visually all of the scenery started to look brighter and lose its color. I knew this was a dangerous sign. Physically I was no different, other than I could no longer run in spurts at all. I got to the chute, everyone was very supportive, and I could not muster the ability to run. I'd run for 2-3 steps and the cramps would hit my legs so hard, I thought I'd fall down and not get back up. I had a horribly slow run, but it was top 1 ever on the HTFU scale. I never experienced pain even remotely close to this on runs in the military.

hydrate and eat more on the bike. I ate and drank everything in sight on the run course, but it WAY too late to help.

15 minutes in the medical tent getting some ice-cold gatorade and wondering if I'd need an IV. Gatorade, shade, fans, and very helpful volunteers did the trick.


heat and improper execution

mental and physical level below based on the fact I left zero in the tank.


wonderful time...thank you volunteers and everyone here who motivated me. Last May I did my first 5k in 15 years. This May a HIM...pretty exciting for me.