Today was super cool because it was the first time I would perform all three disciplines of triathlon since my accident. It was meant to be noncompetitive, the transitions all done together and waiting for everyone at each turn.
We started biking at 8:13am on the rural roads where I typically train. The pace was fast as there was a girl trying to prove herself bragging later that she normally trains with the local bike shop rides where 'we sprint between stop signs'. Personally I wanted to save something for the run and swim. This girl of course neither swam nor ran - only walked.
The transition to run was relatively quick we mostly all being seasoned triathletes or simply low maintenance. We ran in the wooded dunes along the big lake and finished with a good mile on the beach itself until we arrive at the predetermined swim spot.
The waves were big rolling in at 2 to 2.5 feet and the water chilly taking a good ten minutes to feel not so cold. Five of us swam for a half hour following the coast avoiding the breaking waves. It was fun. I would never swim in conditions like this along, so it was a treat.
Three and a half hours had passed since we started and a few were getting hungry. My dreamy beach yoga disappearing fast. How one thinks they won't be hungry after this time and self supporting themselves is beyond me, the Gu I ate pre run holding me over. Alas, we rolled up our towels and walked the short trail - 1/2 mile back to the cars.
After snacking, we laid the towels out on a grassy meadow and relaxed with thirty minutes of yoga as 80's music drifted over head from the speakers of an event center close by preparing for an evening wedding reception.
I think everything should end with yoga.
I feel great.
Apart from scarfing down these tortilla chips and mango salsa, I don't feel any effects of the morning.
We started biking at 8:13am on the rural roads where I typically train. The pace was fast as there was a girl trying to prove herself bragging later that she normally trains with the local bike shop rides where 'we sprint between stop signs'. Personally I wanted to save something for the run and swim. This girl of course neither swam nor ran - only walked.
The transition to run was relatively quick we mostly all being seasoned triathletes or simply low maintenance. We ran in the wooded dunes along the big lake and finished with a good mile on the beach itself until we arrive at the predetermined swim spot.
The waves were big rolling in at 2 to 2.5 feet and the water chilly taking a good ten minutes to feel not so cold. Five of us swam for a half hour following the coast avoiding the breaking waves. It was fun. I would never swim in conditions like this along, so it was a treat.
Three and a half hours had passed since we started and a few were getting hungry. My dreamy beach yoga disappearing fast. How one thinks they won't be hungry after this time and self supporting themselves is beyond me, the Gu I ate pre run holding me over. Alas, we rolled up our towels and walked the short trail - 1/2 mile back to the cars.
After snacking, we laid the towels out on a grassy meadow and relaxed with thirty minutes of yoga as 80's music drifted over head from the speakers of an event center close by preparing for an evening wedding reception.
I think everything should end with yoga.
I feel great.
Apart from scarfing down these tortilla chips and mango salsa, I don't feel any effects of the morning.
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