This weekend crushed anything EPIC known to Tricats.
Besides the long ass drive there, Renee's very talkative but gracious aunt, the beyond fucking cold weather, the almost killing myself multiple times and I havnt even raced yet... = ..... by far the hardest thing Ive ever done!
We get there Thurday night and sleep in the next morn (i.e.- 8:45) and have the plan head out to the lake preswim get lunch, packet pickup and the preride the course. As it turned out, the water was FABULOUS, crystal clear all the way to the bottom! Lunch is pretty good I totally stuff myself and yet still hungry a few hours later...Which were spent at the Xterra tents registering and getting shwag...by this time its too late to preride and we ask a couple thats done it already explains the course well, giving us hope for a good race. After that we leave, check in to the hotel, and the Inhale the italian food we get for dinner, I was so hungry Renee had to remind me to take it easy!
Race morning is wet and rainy with 20 m/h wind, whcih was not as bad as we thought because it was warmer than predicted. We get ready, peel out of the hotel and head to the race. As we set up transition, it gets busier and busier, the anouncer guys talking about the beach and choppy water and dropping water temp start to freak me out, Im actually starting to get nervous. Just as Renee and I are about to put on our wetsuits, its announced that the swim might not happen and that they're deciding what to do..."dude, if they dont have the swim, what insentive to I have without my lead"--Renee and I go back and forth over the consicences of no swim. Sure enough they anounce that because they gotta look out for the weak ones, there isnt gonna be a swim--INSTEAD, they have us do this lame ass barly mile run around the block, I actually cried just a little bit...Anyway, I do that, get to T1 and put all my bike shit cursing under my breathe...alot.
Bike: BAMB!!!!!....3 mile climb, shitty and still swearing, then some guys at the top tells me that it'll be flat for awhile thank god!...this part so fucking sweet- I am riding six inches away for the edge of a mountain and if I accidentallly lean too much to the right, I die. AWESOME! plus i can see the lake and all the pretty scenery. But that only lasts for like 5 miles and then Royally Fuck ME, its about another 9 miles up to the top of the mountain...9 MILES, I finally met a guy that was swearing as much as I was, his name was Jeff. Well, once I got to the top Finally, its super technical swtich backs- I see my life flash before my eyes several times...And as I go down all that keeps me from crashing is THEME music that just starts coming out of me, I still think its the only reason I didnt crash, singing about each set of moggles and each time I got air...Theme music
and so raced back into T2...put my run stuff on thanking every religion's god i could think of that I wasnt dead. Run was actually pretty great, all flat, curving around, crusing through a forest. Last steps across a giant tree stup over a creek, sweet another way to kill myself, but hands outstretched one foot infront of the other, I made it to the finish 4:16:35...
Fucking AWESOME RACE, theres nothing like ALOT of danger to keep me sane.


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