i swam & survived. i crushed it on the bike. and then i ran and ran some more and felt pretty good. what? not enough details? okay. fine. here goes.
this was the 10th annual memorial louie tri. it's dedicated to a teammate from LLS' Team in Training Ironteam who passed away 10 years ago this month from leukemia. Louie's story is inspirational and his mantra of "live life to the fullest" has inspired many people in their efforts to train for Ironman. This year the event took place in Pleasant Hill, CA. I had packed up everything the night before and had my bike waiting to get loaded onto the car in the morning. I got up at 4:45a.m. to eat breakfast, get dressed, put the bike on the car, then drive over to Colin's to pick him up and get to the event for the athlete check in at 7am. We arrived before the sun was even up. yawn! The silicon valley team and the san fran team were to do the event together so that meant somewhere between 75 and 100 of us on the course. we wanted to get there at the start of check in so we could get our stuff set up and then have some time to mentally get ready. looked like that was everyone else's idea since the parking lot was full of folks waiting to get into the pool area. Once we got into the pool area we headed straight to check-in. I think we were one of the first folks since Colin was #25 & I was #30. There was a gal there doing body marking (which means writing your race number on your arms, legs, and also your age on one of your legs). i laughed and told the girl "lots of luck" with the arm numbers and when i took off my sweatshirt she laughed and said she's just write it on there even though no one could really read it.
i found a spot to park my bike in the racks and tried to eavesdrop on what other folks where doing. i laid down a little towel, put my helmet and sunglasses on my handlebars like the guy next to me, put my bag of running clothes at the back of the towel. in front of the running bag, i laid out my running shoes, watch, and water belt. my water belt was already packed with gels and my asthma inhaler in case i needed it. in front of the running shoes were my cycling shoes with my cycling socks stuffed in side. in the front i had my bag of cycling clothes and my race belt attached to it. that way i could pick it all up and run inside the locker room to get changed. inside my cycling bag i had already stuffed my jersey pocket with a spare tube, my tire iron since i doesn't fit in my tool bag, and some sports beans. i think the layout worked pretty well for me especially since it's the winter and i wanted to have layers. i think once it gets to spring and summer i'll wear a trisuit and will just have that laid out in front to remove one of the steps. this time i swam in a bathing suit but when we get to the open water swim i'm going to play around with some options i've heard other gals say they do including wearing a sports bra and jog shorts under the wetsuit and then just putting your one-sy, i mean skin suit, on over top of that.![]() |
| The transition area |
- that many swimmers in a small pool makes a big whirlpool. i've heard about getting pulled into the draft of other swimmers, but i think this effect was magnified by the situation. the result was the pull helped me to calm down a little bit
- i'm really bad at sighting. i had no idea where i was. i ended up swimming pretty much hugging the wall most of the time which made my swim a bit longer than folks who swam in about 10 feet along the buoys.
- somewhere around lap 9 i thought, oh wow i'm
- just keep swimming. even if it's that froggy type move to keep your head above water and get your barrings...just keep swimming
- getting stuck in the armpit area of someone is really unnerving. there was this one guy i kept getting trapped by and i couldn't get around him.
- hearing your coaches and captains cheer you on is super encouraging!
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| me & swim captain sam during set up |
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| John G riding in memory of his daughter Marie |
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| honoree board listing out a bunch of the people we ride in honor and in memory of |





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