On Sunday I completed my first sprint triathlon, participating in the Club Med Series in Port Saint Lucie, Florida.
To say I was nervous is, well, not enough.
To say it was an incredible experience is, well, also not enough.
Per my posts last week, I was afraid of EVERYTHING: forgetting something, getting gnawed on by a gator, succumbing to heat stroke during the 5K.
I’m happy to report I beat the visious beasts AND heat and finished in 1:19 and some change. Not too shabby for my first time, though when I see people rolling in at 55 minutes it makes me feel kinda slow.
Pre-Race
So, the night before the tri I did not sleep at all! Well, I slept minimally, going to bed from 10-1 and then, from 1 until 3:30, waking every so often. At 3:38 I sprang awake, and from 4-4:45 I made myself deals: If I fall asleep by 4, I have an hour left; if I fall asleep by 4:15, I have 45 minutes; if I don’t fall asleep by 4:30, I’ll get up at 4:45.
I got up at 4:45, got ready, and left the house, arriving so early only a handful of racers were already there.
Race Day
When I got to the race, I headed toward the longest line and got marked – nothing like having my age, 41, imprinted on the back of my leg! I headed to the transition area and, not knowing how it worked, chose a nice spot close to the Bike Out sign. Then I had the brains to ask a lady standing nearby where we parked our bikes, and she gladly told me to put it in the space with my race number — which was, of course, printed all over my limbs!


