Longest Day of My Life.... Maybe
Hey everyone, sorry about the lag in my posts, I guess I have been busy lately. Anyway, I have to tell you about my experience yesterday as I embarked on my first of many triathlons to come.
So Friday night I am really excited about my tri the next day but the weather has me worried a little because it says that it is going to be rainy and cold. That was the understatement of the year.
I wake up at the but crack of dawn (which I didn't mind becasue I couldn't sleep at all) so I can get there and pick up my packet. On the way over to my race, in San Luis Obispo CA!, there is 2 inches of snow on the ground on the freeway! Yes, that would be next to the ocean! It was the weirdest thing I have seen in a while. There were cars (4 to be exact) all over the place. In different places, there were a total of 2 crashed against the median, and 2 smashed into eachother along the side. This is all due to fact that there probably hasn't been snow there in forever!
So anyway, I get to my race and it is down right pouring. Not only that, but it is the freezing cold rain which bites at you. I am, of course, in flip flops because my socks and shoes were in my bag that I need to set up for the triathlon run portion. So my toes are frozen and the check-in is outdoors in the rain so I wait in line. During this time I finally realize what this triathlon really is, a collegiate race, so there are all sorts of colleges there and I look like I should belong in the race, even though this is my first triathlon ever.
Race time wasn't till two hours later so I froze till then, watching the longer races begin with the swim. Then it was my turn to start. Up till this point, EVERY single person had a wetsuit on... guess who didn't fall in line with that? yep, yours truly. I had read in the race description that wetsuits were optional, which i should have known meant URGERNTLY NEEDED!!! the water was 60 degrees... Anyway, I'm already tired of writing and you're tired of reading, so I'll make this shorter.
I start swimming and realize what the people of the titanic felt like. Freezing numbness everywhere and trying to swim for my life. I run out of breath quickly because I swear my lungs skrunk to the size of a quarter. I make it half way and start thinking who I should have told I loved before I left... I also thought THAT WAS ONLY HALF WAY?!!! so anyway, I get back to the shore, have rachel put my socks and shoes on because I couldn't feel/move my fingers and start running. (I guess my mom was freakin out that I was out so long in the cold water, I think she might have cried a little. Cute eh? Rachel of course could have cared less... j/k - she had faith that I wouldn't die) get that?
Has anyone ever stood up after their foot has fallen asleep and tried walking? Doesn't work so well, does it? Try running on both feet that are completely numb and feel like bricks somewhere on the bottom of my legs. It was really weird/scary because I could have hurt myself and not have even known/cared about it. I make it through and finish pretty strong because my feet have feeling again. I felt pretty darn proud that I finished.
If anyone is wondering why there was only two parts to my TRI-athlon, let me answer that. It was because two, not one, TWO ambulances were called because of hypothermia on two athletes during their biking. (they had wetsuits...) That was the olympic racers so they just cancelled the biking portion for the sprint triathletes. I was kind of bummed because I only did a biathlon but ok with it cause I was so cold...
Afterwards, I went and played 18 holes of golf with my dad and brother and then later that night I drove home 3.5 hours away. Ok, Rachel did the actual driving, but it was still long. It felt like the longest day of my life. But, we'll see how the next triathalon goes!
P.S. Pictures will come, but we were so smart that neither of us thought to bring our own camera, so the pics on on my brother's camera.