Sunday, Aug 1.
I did it.
Swim 500 Meters in the downtown Canal
11.5 Mile Bike
3.1 Mile Run
My first tri....
I have wanted to do one for years, and decided finally to take the jump and do it...with a little help/push from my experienced tri friend Bonnie, I signed up.
our before picture... at the finish line
and my boys waiting for me at the finish.
This last year has been quite the active year for me... the slam bam boot camp challenge, doing a walk/run half marathon, running a 5K pushing Kristian in a stroller, and now a triathlon. I'm not a natural athlete, I'm not skinny by nature.. I have to work hard to lose and keep weight off, I have to struggle to run and swim and bike. I have to push myself hard to do these things, but, the fact is, I can push and I want to push and I'm physically able to make myself do these things. 2 years ago being relatively limited on activity with my arm made me realize how much I want to be active and have an active lifestyle for me and my family.
I didn't have much time to train, but that actually helped as I didn't have much time to back out and really had to focus and get it done.
The night before was a little nerve-wracking. I was getting all my stuff together, and the bike I was borrowing from my neighbors wasn't shifting right. So, after almost 2 hrs... it was fixed and in a good gear for the ride.
Various neighbors stopped by to help and by the end, I think we had the whole block working on the bike. Thank goodness for the neighbors we have!
Sunday morning I was up early and out. The boys stayed in bed and Jeff brought them down later. Bonnie and I marveled at the swim capabilities of those doing the Olympic distance through the canal and I started getting more and more nervous. What the heck was I thinking?
Then it came time for the Sprint Tri to get lined up.... one by one, we went into the canal. The 4 ft of murky water and ducks. My goal was to not have to stop and just to get the swim done so I could enjoy the bike/run. And, get it done in under 2 hours.
As it was my turn, I hesitated for a moment, thinking the stairs up to the street looked like a better option than the ramp going into the canal. Then in the water, I started a simple freestyle crawl and the sense of sheer panic came over me. I don't get it.. I know how to swim, but somehow, in the first few minutes, I forgot. My heart was racing, I was coughing water... I decided to switch to backstroke earlier and it was taking all I could to do focus, calm down and not cry from sheer terror. I tried to focus up in the sky and just swim/float/take my time/backstroke the whole way. I keep looking up and after about 200 meters my heart rate started to normalize. Another 200 meters and the bridge that was my goal to know I was almost done was in sight overhead. The end was in sight. I kept going and soon I was at the stairs to get out. I turned back to my front and tried to climb the stairs, but I was dizzy. I had to pull myself up and walk slow to my bike. I was feeling woozy and dizzy and trying not to fall over.
I got to my bike, put on my helmet and downed some G1 gatorade and started to feel less dizzy. Socks and shoes on, pulled my bike down from the rack and off I went.
First on the bike, I found myself wiping away tears. I couldn't believe I had made it through the swim. It took a while, but it was done. Now to try to make up the time...the bike was exhilarating. I loved feeling the speed, the wind, the racing... I passed a few people and got passed by some. I kept a solid pace and watched intently for the mile markers to see where I was at. The mile markers were never there. Finally, I had a feeling we were half done, so I kicked up the pace. Passed a few more people and saw the end in sight.
As I was pulling into the transition area, I hear the "Go Kari" behind me, and knew my boys were there. I got to my area and changed shoes, hung up my bike and was off on the run. Only my legs were not moving very fast... I did a fast walk/run combo for the duration of the run. Running into the finish line, I saw my boys waiting for me, Go Kari signs in hand.
What a fun sight at the end... and how happy a mom to have them there waiting for me and seeing what I did. I was even more excited when Jeff decided he wanted to do the next one with me and Erik too... so Sunday, Sept. 19, we are going to be a tri-family (with Kristian to cheer us on).
And all in under 2 hrs...exactly what I was hoping for. 1 hr 48 min to be exact. Now I have a real time to beat!