This was my first race and what an experience it was! I did not make it out Friday night to Joe's
(decided to spend extra time resting and prepping
). Thoughts from a first time triathlete:
Swim: About what I expected. The swim is what I spent most of my time training for. When I started swimming on Jan. 1, 2008, I couldn't go 25m w/o wanting to die and this past weekend's 300m was a blur. Literally. I remember getting in the water, the guy telling me to go, stopping at the last 50m to let a couple people pass me, then getting out of the water. As for in between, I have no recollection. I ended up finishing the swim in 6:44 which was about as good as I had been doing in practice.
Bike: This was actually the hardest part for me. I honestly did not work on my cycling
(apart from 1 brick workout and a half dozen spin classes
). This will be my concentration going into my next race in April. The course was more hilly than I expected plus I was cursing the wind the entire time. I also don't exactly have what you call a competition worthy bike. It's a 15 year old Cannondale that I fixed up just enough for it to be rideable. I think clipless pedals and shoes will be my next investment. Overall though, I enjoyed the experience of racing and being passed by more worthy racers who offered encouragement as they blazed ahead.
Run: Apart from the jelly-leg feeling that I knew I was going to have, this was my best segment. Nothing spectacular I guess. Nice little run through the park. Did anyone else notice the lady with the dog stroller? Sorry if I'm stepping on anyone's toes but, for goodness sakes, a stroller for your dog?!?
Finish: Honestly, kind of chaotic as there were many people hanging out around the finish area but still felt good to cross that line. My fiance and family were there to greet me and that added to the elation.
Thank you to all the seasoned triathletes who offered encouragement as well as allowing me to participate with them. I can't wait till my next race and am also glad to be apart of this group.
Best race memory: When they finally opened up the transition area, many people were unracking their bikes and trying to head out. Just as that happened, one of the last racers came in from the bike course. I remember hearing his little girl say "Go daddy, we love you." Then someone who was waiting to get out said "Way to go 941. Good job." And many people clapped for him. I loved it.