August 5, 2012
Last time I did a triathlon was, well, last year. My bike is still unridable, due to a squirrel eating the bicycle seat. It also doesn’t help that I rarely ride the bike. Little interest.
I worked it out that I would get a teammate and he would do the bicycle section (and if he wanted to swim, we could both swim, but he said that he didn’t like swimming or running… perfect).
The swim is 1 kilometer, and I managed my usual 32:03 (good enough for last place, easy).
Then I walked over to the bike/run transition location, which is about a mile away and waited for my teammate to come in.
When it was my turn to run, I had a bit of a surreal experience. Tim Hickok, who can kick my butt any day of the week, has a heart arrhythmia and is struggling (I’m not sure how he got through the swim!). He left just a bit ahead of me on the run, and I passed him up. In fact, I did the 6.5 mile run (which is NOT flat) in 54:21, or about 8:21/mile.
Too bad I was unable to overtake the 3rd place team in the relay… but it was nice for once not to be at the very end of the pack.