The Coach and I got up at the butt crack of dawn Sunday so I could participate in the Kemah Triathlon - International Distance.
The race started with a few trips to the port can.
Of course the race really started with a swim, but instead of leaving from the shore we were loaded onto this boat. The boat then drove us a mile out in to the Gulf and we jumped off and swam in. Different.
Check out this absolutely straight swim course.
*I think I was 9th in the swim for my age group.
I was keeping up a steady stream of mental trash talk when I would pass people. "Ha ha you 28 year stud. I just passed you. I am a 39 year old mom of five. Take that." Then I realized the guy was probably recovering from leukemia or something, and I felt terrible. Conversely if someone obviously faster than me passed by I would think, "You're not so hot! I beat you in the swim!" Thank God for the turnaround! After that I was booking it and I passed several people. (Only to see them again on the dreaded run.)
*I have no idea of my rank in the bike.
Running improvement is slow and painful. At least for me. I can say during this race I at least didn't feel like I was going to die. I did cut my time in the run marginally. I think I would have cut it more had we not had to go up and over the causeway....TWICE. (My photographer didn't get a picture, I got this one of the internet.)
*Pace - 11:30/mile
All in all it wasn't bad. I improved on my last time by over ten minutes. I'll take improvement no matter how minimal over a DNF!!
*Final Time 3:19:??
After that we went home. My mom and dad were nice enough to watch the kids at their house so we could catch a post-race nap. After that I experienced the post-race "I can't get out of bed." Then we enjoyed a nice Italian dinner courtesy of the folks.
What races do you have coming up?
*Official race results were not posted yet when I gave up and went to bed.
Tune in tomorrow for a humorous guest post by The Coach.