If you’ve ever had the desire to participate in a triathlon or perhaps even COMPETE in a triathlon, you might be missing a few screws. Just sayin’ . I’m not slandering you or anything, because my Hubby falls in that category. It’s an observation. My observation. Just in case you ARE a triathlon person you don’t need to get your athletic panties in a wad…
Today marked Hubby’s return to triathlon competing. yay him. It’s all good though. I’m proud of him. I can’t run anymore, but even when I did…..NO. DESIRE. Mostly because I’m pretty certain I’d panic in the swim and drown. Not my strong suit. Plus, I’d be all concerned about what is swimming under and around me…visions of Jaws are seared in my brain. Oh and biking…eh. I hate that my rear is so sore….and yes, I know it goes away (I did actually teach spin classes for several years), but I only like to bike easy on the beach, like this on Saturday:
See, my girl likes a little break while biking…nice and easy, little breeze, water break….that’s a good ride!
However, today we got the kids up bright and early…5:30 a.m. on a Sunday. Good times…..fortunately, they have one more week of sleeping in to recover! The bonus was the beautiful sunrise at the start of the race.
And then the race began. Men first (in yellow caps)….followed by the ladies (in green caps). The race was:
800 yd. ocean swim/15 mile road bike/4 mile beach run
We haven’t got the final results yet but Hubby did very well, placing roughly 7th in his age group and 40-something out of about 150ish people. Awesome effort. Rewarded by Dunkin Donuts at home! Can I get a WOOP WOOP?!?!!! Enjoy and hopefully you’ll get a nap today like I plan on doing!
Lining up
And they’re off…..(shooting blind here, had NO idea where Hubby was in the pack)
All I can say is…I was in that water yesterday and it was COLD! No thank you.
Lifeguards. Making sure no one is drowning from a kick to the head.
Go, baby, GO!
Bikes corralled and ready to go….
From fish to firma…on wheels…
the home stretch….all 4 miles of it….phew!
Under 1:40….not bad for an “old” guy…. 😉
The race tent for the record keepers….extremely well run race…no pun intended!
Passing time between clapping, getting sandy, rinsing off and getting on each other’s nerves. However, they were there to cheer on Dad and afterward said, “Eh, it wasn’t so bad. I just didn’t want to get up so early.” pssst…sneak peek into back to school/reality kiddos! (they did actually come over to the finish line to clap/cheer on and high 5 Dad…they come through in the clutch!)
Happy Sunday, ya’ll!
making the trek 