This year, I have logged personal bests at the following distances:
- sprint tri
- 5 miles
- international tri
International, you say?
Let's begin at the beginning.
Pop/hip-hop/electronica group LMFAO has a song that's about partying in Miami. The radio edit is called I'm in Miami, Trick, but the real song is titled I'm in Miami, Bitch. So that's what I sang all weekend. And, truthfully, I was thinking, Miami IS my bitch.
Thaaaaat's not quite how it went down.
This was the MOST NERVOUS I'VE EVER BEEN FOR ANY RACE. EVER! Even for FL 70.3 I wasn't this nervous. I think from now on I won't allow myself so much prep time. An extra day to drive down, almost 2 hours of hanging out for my wave to start . . . all increased my nervousness.
The weekend included lots of nerves, no real bowl movements, two brand-new tires thanks to one flat gained on the way down, 4-5 hours of driving each way, a good amount of water inhaled on the swim, and a dose of extra-strength Alka Seltzer to the rescue to prevent me from barfing post-race so we could drive home. The B wasn't allowed in the gates on the swim start with me so I stood around like a nervous Nellie by myself. On the run, I spent the first 3 miles doing an 11-minute pace and the last 3 missing all the animals while I tried not to barf.
The result? Not the 3 hours flat I'd hoped. But an almost 40-minute PR.
The closest thing I've done to an International is an Oly. My Oly time was 3:53. The time for this race was 3:14. Since the distances were different, that equates to:
- about 18 seconds faster per 100 on the swim
- #3 T1 time in my AG
- 2 mph faster on the bike
- #7 T2 time in my AG
- 30 seconds per mile faster on the swim
Sorry that this isn't more profound! I will have more to add later as I am EXHAUSTED from my first day back at work after MY FIRST WEEKEND OFF in WEEKS and NEW glasses.
Now (after a brief rest) it's on to MARDI GRAS BABY!
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