It wasn’t one of my finess moments out there.
The St. Anthony’s triathlon proved to be a challenge tougher than expected.
First out was the wind that had picked up over night. From the calm waters we have seen all week – the ocean was choppy and difficult to manage. I found that my stroke that has been working well in the pool didn’t quite manage to transfer to the swim today. To start with I was facing the wrong way when the gun went off. Strange you might think, but they were calling us back to the line and most girls were making their way back when we heard the canon from the beach. So a quick scramble to turn around and get going. Being a bit rusty I was slow out of the blocks and got caught in a big fight for space.
Did I mention I missed that big main pack?
Was swimming just behind for a while but didn’t manage to close the gap in time. And yeah, I came out a lot later than what I would have hoped and expected.
The age group swim later got shortened by half due to the difficult conditions.
out on the bike I was a bit angry [on myself] and wanted to take back as much as I could of the lost time.
The bike was rolling nicely and I picked up a lot of the girls. I knew I still had a few up the road, but wasn’t really sure of who – or how many. Into transition I was fourth behind Alicia Keys (who later ran on to win the race), Nicky Samules and Svenja Bazlen. Coming off running towards my place there transition I could confirm what I had expected all morning. I wouldn’t be able to finish the run.
Afte the Challenge race in Fuerteventura my foot had been sore. I’ve been hoping for it to subside in time for the race, but the time wasn’t on my side. There have been a lot of incing and physio work throughout the week (huge thanks to William Muhlstadt on The Centre 4 Muscle Recovery) but I wasn’t quite ready for a hard 10k run.
It hurts a lot to DNF a race as I like to finish what I have committed to.
I lingered around to watch the girls finish and grab a snack with my friends.
It’s probably one of my favorite moments out there. The tales and the dramas from two hours of racing. No matter if your race was great or poor, there are always good stories to be told and laughs to be shared.
Then I picked up myself, went on a brunch with the great people behind the UWC Bahamas Triathlon before hitting the pool for a pm swim.
Next on the program is St. George 70,3.
And I am going to do everything I can to get into my runshoes by next weekend.
