Knock this one off the 2010 goals: I complete the Lavaman Triathlon!
Who is in with me for next year????
Well… its been a long month! I have been down with one these killer colds that has been going around, pinched nerves in my back and neck, and short list of other ailments that I won’t bore you with. I have also been hunched over my computer writing three grants- all for excellent community projects around local economic development and food self-sufficiency. All of this has been sandwiched between two of my biggest events of the Spring season: The Trash Bash last week and the Lavaman Triathlon this past weekend. Unfortunately, all of my activities have been working against each other… hunching over the computer hurts neck- biking hurts neck- working out prolongs cold- cold makes trash bash difficult to host- you get the picture. The moral of the story? Persevere (and take as much Ibuprofen and Sudafed as you need to!) I am not sure I am physically any better today, but I feel like I can do ANYTHING! Endorphins rock- all physical, mental and emotional worries are gone- I feel like super girl- or maybe lavaman!
I was not sure that I was going to be able to complete the race and was calling various friends who were instructed about what to do with my mortal remains. Despite all of my whining and mental backpedaling, I rocked the race (by my standards.. I am sure the elite athletes would not think that doing the race in 4:05 is great, but it is great for me!) Today I feel great, although I desperately need a day at the spa. Here are the pics:
Swim Start. An advantage of being an older woman, you start last and the bathrooms are not as crowded right before your race! The older woman crowd also tends to be very friendly and sisterly, although you still get kicked, scratched and thrashed in the swim (unintentionally, of course!)
Coming out of the swim into the bike transition. After initial panic in the water, I was able to calm down and have a good solid swim.
Coming out of the bike transition looking like I mean business. In fact, I took it kind of mellow. I had a great ride and did not do any further damage to my neck- which was my goal. Most people on the ride were really nice, except this one guy. He yelled on your left, and when I didn't move over quickly enough for him, he rudely yelled pick a lane, any lane. I wanted to remind him that he was actually riding with a predominantly over 45 female crowd... but I got my internal revenge later when I passed him on the run.
The run.. the don't call it Lava Man for nothing!
Sweet success! I finished feeling great- my goal! Time: 4:05, which is actually faster than my time 4 years ago, see, sometimes we do get better with age.
My support crew: Mary Jane, Lucky and Eddie
My support crew: My son Kanoe!
My support crew: Jeremy and Susan
