But hey, if I didn't come stumbling up the boat ramp to T1, +James wouldn't have one of his favorites stories to tell new people. Of course, things progressively got worse after T1.
I had not purchased a road bike yet so I was on my mountain bike. I rode that puppy as fast as I could around the mountain. I think I probably pushed a little too hard. After racking my bike and putting on my running gear, I ended up stumbling out of T2. I was exhausted at this point, but when someone says "race", even if its a pretend race, I race.
Anyway, the run left the paved road and merged on to a gravel path. I was soon faced with a hill. "Oh, no freakin' way! I'm not running up that hill." (I'm starting to think I have a problem with hills). So I walked. And when I came to another slight hill, I walked again. I did a lot of walking...a lot more than I needed to that day. I was thoroughly disgusted with myself.
Fast forward about 8 months. I am back at Camanche, but I am no longer considered a newbie (even
|Normal people can't wait to get out...|
fish people try and decide how far to swim the next time :-)
The practice triathlon consisted of a 400y swim, 2.75 mile bike ride, and a 1.5 mile run. I did the swim and ignored the fish people around me. Success! (I can't let them get in my head...they clearly enjoy it much more than I do and are much faster).
I got out of the water, slipped on my flip flops and had a leisurely stroll up the boat ramp (The fish people stayed in the water so they could swim some more). I stripped off my wetsuit, slipped on my bike shoes and helmet and headed off for a couple of laps around the mountain. I maintained a relatively easy pace and didn't try to kill myself. Success!
I headed out on the run and forced myself to run at an easy pace in an effort to save my legs for tomorrow. My Garmin reported an average pace of 8:54, so that was good. As I jogged down the paved section of road, I contemplated what I was going to do when I came to the hill. Would I try and run up it? Would I walk? Are my legs still tired from Angels Camp? When I finally turned on to the gravel road, I had to laugh when I saw the hill. Really, Tracy? This is what you were fretting about?
Tomorrow morning I will be up bright and early to run in the Avenue of the Vines half marathon. I did this race last year (my first time doing a half), so my goal this year is to improve on my time. I would be very happy to maintain an 8:30 pace and to cross the finish line with a smile. Hopefully, this race, like the hill, will have changed for me too.