I wanted this race to be the one.
The one where I go sub 11.
26 minutes over and at least 6 poop stops late.
SO HAPPY THOUGH!
I AM AN IRONMAN x 5!
The day started out great, weather was perfect.
I jumped into the water and felt pretty strong for loop one
Loop two… well as I turned to make the journey back to the docks…
MY CALF CRAMPED UP!
Now I know why people drown.
I could not kick for the last however long… maybe 500-700meters?
I was horrible I wanted to cry.
Got out of the water, ran up the long ass hill to T1
Thankfully the calf stopped hurting as much but I knew damage was done.
I jumped on my bike and started loading up on salt pills right away.
I knew I had to if I wanted to push at all today.
I think I was maybe 3-4 miles out and I saw someone on the side of the road.
She was asking for help.
I pulled over and told her to crab my CO2 out of my rear baggie.
Then off again I was, I wasn’t stopped for long and I knew karma was on my side now 😊
The bike went smooth and I felt pretty good.
Coming off the bike though… well
Running and me weren’t agreeing today.
The first few miles were great then the poop came.
I stopped and stopped then I stopped again…
I went in the bushes (sorry Santa Rosa, I couldn’t help it).
I went in the porta potties.
I went in public restrooms.
I went in my pants. #CRY
Not my day but even one of my “worst” days wasn’t that bad.
Ironman is a journey and HARD.
I will get my sub 11 one day.