I had always said I didn't fancy doing a triathlon. Pedalling in wet gear and running in wet feet?
But a combination of factors lead me to enter this years Deva Divas including various offers of triathlon stuff. I borrowed a tri suit and wet suit off Helen, a bike off Debbie, some goggles off my Pixen.....
I was worried that I would be a typical ALL THE GEAR, NO IDEA competitor!
Especially when I had to wriggle,jiggle and struggle to just get the wet suit ON-that was a workout in itself.
So a few days before the race I went over to Manley Mere to try out the gear and did two laps of the lake.
All was fine except my goggle disaster... they completely steamed up. Plus, I was totally blinded by the low evening sun. I was beginning to think
ALL THE GEAR BUT THIS IS A BAD IDEA
This may not look like ideal preparation for a triathlon in a few hours time but it was
PIXEN TO THE RESCUE!
"Try MY goggles Mum." she said. So I did. In the sink.
Raceday... Sunday 21st July and it was much cooler than the belting week of sun that we have just had. Perfect conditions.
I was sooooo ready. COMPETE and COMPLETE. That was all I had to do.
Transition area was ready with towel and helmet etc ready for the bike ride..
I didn/t have the best swim... I felt like I really HAD to get out of that wet suit, it was as if I was over-heating. However I did a good bike ride, like I wasn't hanging around, I was Froomeing it, I felt like all those spinning classes were really paying off. And then I tried to run. OUCH! haha =)
Pixen looked strong in the run.
I was my usual self.
Great time. nearly ten minutes faster than last year.
In fact we both did a great time!
I was chuffed, relieved, goosed, proud, ecstatic, and just amazed that I did so well.
It was such a high, such an amazing feeling.
When we checked the results in the tent we were both 2ND IN OUR AGE GROUPS!!!!!!!!
Ok so there were only a dozen 55-60yr olds but there were an awful lot of 25-30 yr olds.
TEAM HOLLINDALE!
I couldn't have done it without my Pixen. The goggles, the bike chain, the moral support, the advice, instructions and the top tips....
We were both SOOOOOO happy we cartwheeled and
handstood (!??)
while we waited to receive our prizes.
Naturally I totally milked it. I'm so my Dad.
So busy were we having fun and enjoying the endorphin rush, ours were the last two bikes in transition....oooopsieeeee/
but no one minded. It really DID live up to its name of being the UK's friendliest triathlon.
I am officially a TRIATHLETE!
Just for info... it was so well organised. There were stewards everywhere to encourage, guide, direct and support us. I have never heard so many positive comments like "You are looking good!" when I clearly couldn't actually breathe and my legs were like jelly and blancmange.
I feel absolutely wrecked and am stiffening up by the minute but my head is as happy as it has ever been because today I was a DEVA DIVA!