My husband and I checked in with the IronMan officials today. We've got our blue wristbands and our ankle timing chips, so now we look like hospital patients who are under house arrest. We are surrounded by hearty, wiry people with storm-trooper-style bikes and helmets. Everyone looks insanely fit. I am enjoying myself immensely!
|Chris Lieto, serious triathlete. |
Note the rhinoceros-horn-shaped bike handlebars, scary-pointy helmet,
and rocket-butt-launcher for his back water bottles.
|In contrast, here's Miser Mom on my SPDM, |
getting passed on a ride last year.
Sort of photo-shopped, but accurate in principle.
The weather on Sunday, race day, should be 91 degrees with a chance of thunderstorms. This is an improvement over earlier forecasts I'd seen, which predicted 98 degrees with a chance of thunderstorms. I think back to the long winter runs my friends and I did, with 19-degree weather and snow on the ground and frost on TL's eyelashes, and I decide I'm going to be grateful that I don't have to worry about slipping on ice.
For my husband, the real test will come early in the morning Sunday: everyone has to complete the swim in 2 hours 20 minutes, or else get pulled from the rest of the race. [His previous times have been 2 hours 30 minutes -- so it's close. We thought he'd be able to buy time because the early rules said "2:20 from the time the LAST SWIMMER starts", but now they say "2:20 from the time the YOU start", so he's nervous as all-get-out. I'm hoping the fact that we're in a river with current will help.] After my guy makes it past the swim, the bike should be pure fun for him. He'll try his best on the run, but doesn't really care as much that he actually finishes that part.
As for me, I'm hoping this where I'll be on Sunday:
- While you're eating breakfast & getting ready for church (7:00 to 9:00ish), I'll be waiting my turn to start, and then swimming.
- While you're going about your daily activities (9:00 to 5:00), I'll be going about my bike activities.
- Around the time you sit down to dinner, the only thing I'll have left is the little marathon. The rule is, I have to finish by midnight or I turn into a pumpkin.