This weekend, Mom and I finished our 3rd sprint triathlon of the summer. I think its fair to say that neither one of us was as prepared for this one as we were for the previous two. Mom has been busy and travelling a lot over the past 4 weeks and with my school stuff, training has totally fallen off of the radar.
Needless to say, we survived and though they weren’t our best race times, it was still fun and we were proud to add one more “finishers” t-shirt to our wardrobe. Saturday before the race, Mom and I headed to Acworth to pick up our race packets and ride the course. The distances were a 400 meter lake swim, a 13 mile bike and a 5k run. The swim looked do-able, the bike course had a few hills, but overall a lot of flat ground and slight downhills, and the run looked killer. The first 1.5 miles was straight uphill and to say I was dreading it would be an understatement.
Race morning we got up at the crack of dawn and got to the lake, got our gear set up and made a porter potty stop before heading to the beach for the race start. Mom started before me and my goal was to try and catch her. This is kind of cheating though cause she was run/walking the run portion and I had done the math and figured if she ran/walked and I could keep my pace up, then I could catch her just prior to the finish of the race!
My swim this race was average. It always seems like a bunch of sardines just crammed on top of each other. After that, I hopped on the bike and took off. Approximately 3 miles into the bike ride, somehow my water bottle went flying. UGH. I hadn’t gotten any water between the swim and the bike and knew that it would be tough to go through the 13 miles without. It was my favorite bottle too, which made me that much more frustrated. I pretty much thought about my fallen bottle for the rest of the ride and by the time I arrived back, dropped off my bike and headed out for the run, I had some serious cotton mouth. The run was challenging as expected, and my time was a few minutes slower than I had hoped. Oh well. What can you do without training for a few weeks, right?
Anyway, one of my goals for this race was to have faster transitions. I think I cut each of my transition times in half, so at least that was one goal that was accomplished for the race. Overall, a fun race day was had by all. CT3 and Champ came out to cheer us on, and we were thankful for their support!
Here is the picture recap of the race!
Mom and I checking out the ways in and out of transition and scheming ways to cut our time. They were having some “transition seminar” which we didn’t hang around for.
and Vanna White with her RUN sign!
The race was USAT sanctioned and a qualifier for other events…basically it means has stricter rules than a “for fun” event. For those of you on the edge of your seat wondering if Mom and I qualified, I am gonna go with a big fat NO on that, and admit that I don’t even know what the “to be qualified for” race was!
As usual, I laid out my gear the night before. Sorry for the sideways pic. I have tried to rotate twice and its obviously not obeying!!!
We got there early and got “marked”
Ran into a high school friend!
Mom and I posing outside of transition for a pre-race pic
Mom coming in from the bike
…and headed back out on the run!