To see >200 people show up and run hard in that weather was a warm and fuzzy feeling. The goal to get people up and out and pumping that heart muscle is on it's way!!!
Next upThe Pirate Tri at Point Sebago. 6/11/12
We have a little camp on Sebago Lake. We call it "the Island." Because, well, we're on an island. It's off in a little part of this big lake called the Basin. It's our summer hideaway. That makes this race one of our favorites. We can Boat there!!!! How fun! We still get to spend our weekend 'at camp' but we can also squeeze in a race. My boys love it because it's on a beach. And, there's a jungle gym. And, a fun run. The night before, Tommy told me, " I only like getting up early for races. " Cameron added, "Yeah, me too. It's exciting." Ahhh.. phew. I guess these guys have just grown up with this. They don't seem to resent me or dread it all. They embrace it and have their own fun. This makes me very happy. It's part of keeping the Balance.. which is very important to me.
My parents came to our island on Sat so they could enjoy camp and see the race too.
We got up super early, ate a little food and hit the water! Our party boat was loaded up with race gear and bikes. We bunded in sweats and blankets and started our day with a 45 min ride across the lake. Pretty invigorating really. I loved it.
One of the best parts about this day was seeing a bunch of my best friends again. Our races schedules and personal schedules don't always mesh. Life is busy and catching up with everyone is tricky. But I was happy that a bunch of great friends were there on Sunday to have fun with again. It's one of the reasons I love this sport.
Did I say yet that Mark was racing? Yup!! Both of us were toeing the line for the Pirate this year.
Ok- onto the race!
Here I am pre- swim.
Alright. Out of the water and into T1. Suit came off without much ado and off I went. I have to admit something. After 8 years in the sport, I accomplished something for the first time. I ran out of T1 with my bike shoes ON the bike, did a flying mount and later, a flying dismount. Yes. I did. Thankyou. This is a big thing for me. I actually have multiple scars on my knees from previously failed attempts. I am proud.
I felt fast and strong on the bike. I had fun slingshotting with others and cruising around the course. I loved it. I caught Mark a few miles in and gave him a little smile and teased him with some words. :)
Not much more to say! 14 miles of up and down and up and down and I felt great through it all.
Into the run... ahh... wasn't feeling so hot here. I thought about my 5K the previous week. It appeared I left all my speed out on the course that day. I was breathing like Darth Vadar again. I ran with my friend Pat for a bit. He was looking super strong. Fun to see him there. I pulled away after a bit and made the turn towards home. The next few minutes made me so happy. You see... there were 3 other TriMoxie athletes there on Sunday. A few of us were wearing our new Kits. I felt like real team. Those woman were running towards me looking SO strong!!! As I said in my last post, the joy I am getting from watching these people succeed is just fantastic. I'm loving it. Mark ran towards me as well. He looked awesome as he usually does on the run. There were lots of spectators and support. I heard my kids and parents.
I was suffering pretty badly. I didn't feel very good at all. But then it clicked and I said to myself, "Ange. This is a Sprint Triathlon!!!!! If you felt GOOD you wouldn't be doing it right!!!!"
Good point self!
And, as is usually the case for me, as mile 2-2.5 came along, I started to find my groove and felt pretty fast. I finished strong and gave it my all.
Mark had a great race. The kids ran the 1/2 mile fun run and crushed it.
We were all happy.
So we packed up the party boat and cruised back to camp in the warm sun.