Here's the breakdown:
The swim didn't even go well and that's usually where I can do decently. 10 minutes slower than my normal time. I couldn't breathe right off the bat and my right shoulder seized up immediately and stayed that way (even as I type it hurts to move my neck). I don't know if it was my wetsuit but it may have been. I need to figure that out before Rev3 OOB August 25th! It wasn't a panic attack or anything as I am very comfortable in the water. So not a great start.
The bike, again, was brutal. B-R-U-T-A-L. There was a headwind the entire time and I really didn't think it was possible to go up that much without going down...but alas, it was. The two big downhills were nice, but with the wind I had to brake a bit so I didn't get blown over. I made it all the way up Big Nasty so that was a small accomplishment. I think finding a 56 mile hill and riding it as much as possible would be good training for this course. I'm still a little baffled that they ran out of water with at least 20 miles to go for the slower people (A.K.A. ME!)sucked, but I had enough in my Speedfill to get me through, thank goodness I got water at each aid station just to top off before they ran out. A triathlon that has been going for 31 years that has that difficult of a course absolutely needs to make sure that they have enough water, especially for those at the back of the pack who are struggling!
The run. Oh the run. I got to transition and was limping off the bike, happy to have made the cutoff but unsure how my feet and knees would handle a half marathon. I was in pain with every step, but eventually that went away. Honestly, I walked about 60% of it and ran when I could. I just kept looking at my watch saying "I am going to finish this course if its the last thing I do!" It was a race against the clock, a first for me, and hopefully a last as well, but considering it was an uphill hike the first few miles, my time isn't all that bad. LOL. There was a girl named Ashley I met maybe near mile 7 or 8(?) who I ran with the rest of the way and she helped me finish in time.
I don't know if I drank too much water but I felt sick almost the entire run. I think I just got back to a "normal" color pee today (Monday) so I'm not sure too much water was the case. The last 2 miles was sheer determination. I wasn't even in that much pain I was so focused on finishing in time. Thankfully that downhill helped my last mile to the finish, although I think if I hadn't of been so determined my quads would not have held up.
Never been happier to see a finish line!!!!! One perk to finishing at the back is that I got the finish line to myself:) My friends were there to cheer me on and I got my medal and I got to stop moving forward with a time crunch....best part of the day.
There was a girl we were with this weekend who is a Mom and she said that the course was harder than childbirth. I think that says something. There were also a lot of seasoned Ironman athletes saying that with the course profile, and the conditions Saturday, that it was as physically challenging as doing a full Ironman. At least I now know that I will finish IMNZ:) HAHA.
I definitely had to remind myself how lucky I was to be able to feel pain and how many people would give anything to even be that miserable just to have feeling in their limbs and body again.
I got to see some great friends this weekend and meet some awesome new ones. Totally worth the 7.5 hour drive:)
Overall, I think a Mark Twain quote sums it up perfectly.
"I'm glad that I did it. Partly because it was well worth it and chiefly because I shall never have to do it again."
I'll go cheer, but unless I get good at hills and start enjoying them, I don't think Wildflower will be in the cards for me again.