Are you ready? Are you ready? Okay, here it is.
I’M OFFICIALLY A TRIATHLETE!
I’m still in complete and utter shock still. If you are new here then know I spent the whole summer training for my first triathlon. You can catch up on all the posts I’ve had about it, here.
Yesterday, I headed down to Moody Gardens in Galveston, Texas to participate in the Island Girl Triathlon. The whole day seems like a complete blur at this point! The weather was full of lightening and thunder and if anything it added to the race day buzz.
I ran this triathlon along with 3 other women I knew and am very grateful for it. I’m kind of a lone wolf when it comes to racing. However, I love having people in the race that I know because it gives me someone to look for and to lean on for support! Plus knowing their paces helped me keep track of exactly where I was in the race. With that said, I also like to do my own thing. I very much understand the concept that my best is not necessarily everyone else’s.
A big goal for me for this race was to not get competitive with my friends and just pace myself. With my knee being the way it is, I didn’t want to have it act up on me too soon. The swim, of course, didn’t start out that way, but going into transition one, I quickly reminded myself to back off. I’m so glad I did because it led me to crush the bike portion of my race. Biking is my strong suite and I really powered through it by shaving off 15 minutes of my training time. After that, it was into Transition 2, then off to the run. Running is where my weakness lies. I took it easy and walked off the brick. After that, I worked on 15-second intervals and just tried to power through. The run is around Moody Gardens which is heavily vegetated so mix that with the rain and it produced this hard to breathe thick air. You could see it affecting a lot of the runners. Needless to say, my first mile was slow, the slowest mile I may have ever done but I really powered back through the last mile to the finish.
Here is the thing about an all women’s race. There is a lot of support and cheering going on between racers. My husband knows me well enough to know my loathing of running. Needless to say, he was shocked to see a big ole smiling face coming towards him. The majority of my run was spent cheering on people who passed me, getting cheers from people I passed, or just anyone I saw who looked like they needed it. There was just this atmosphere of being excited for your fellow women in what she was accomplishing. If I could pick my favorite part of the day, that would have to be it. Just a lot of women, really excited for each other. It was just fun and left me excited to run.
Of course, the other best part is crossing that finish line. There is nothing like crossing a finish line with a crowd cheering and knowing all that hard work paid off. Okay maybe having the medal around your neck and getting to say you are a triathlete is a pretty close one too. Oh wait, no, it might just be the fact that I crossed the finish line with a very serious goal of 1:30, and ended up with 1:08. One hour..eight minutes…I get a little emotional thinking about it.
So that’s it. I’m a triathlete. I once said I would never, ever, participate in a triathlon. Well, I was wrong. I’m really proud of myself and what I’ve accomplished. It’s the first time I’ve done something I really thought I was incapable of doing. It’s that cliche of feeling like I can actually do anything I put my mind too. I hope, me sharing this, encourages you to try something you don’t think you can accomplish.
Thank you to everyone who has been supporting me through this. There are so many of you who have wished me luck and sent numerous congratulations. I really could not have done it without all of this upliftment. I hope you stick around to see me go at it again next year. Yup, I’ve got big plans to make it happen once more but in under an hour!