Sunday, August 1, 2010
Rivercities 2010, aka Triathlon number 1
When I started this crazy thing I had a pretty big misconception. I thought it would be a lot easier than it is. Funny how swimming, biking, and running can seem nice and relaxing apart. Put them together and you have a beast of mythic proportion. Well the Hydra chewed my ass up today. I knew the swim would be difficult and there would be contact but I had know idea why so much emphasis is put on the swim. It's true that no triathlon has ever been won in the swim, but I'm pretty confident that several have been lost. After being swum over several times I decided to get out of the shipping lanes and breath stroked it until I got my composure back and then when it was time I put my head down and went after it.
T1 was smooth, except I ripped the number on my race belt so I had to take it off and stuff it in my shirt. I was surprised to see people sitting down to put on their shoes, and toweling off.
Bike was ok except for the idiot that kept passing me then slowing down, I passed him on a climb and burnt off on the down hill. I only got chick'd once and the girl smoked me so I was ok with it. I held back to make sure that there was something left in the tank for the run, but was able to do a lot of passing on the climbs. No flats or dropped chains this time.
T2 went well except for having to re-pin my bib on my race-belt. I got in and out pretty quickly, so quickly that I forgot to pull my quick lace's taut.