Well chums, who would have thought- I’ve been bitten by the bug and have triathlon fever, big time!
Today was my first taste- a corporate tri, where I did the bike leg with these wonderful people
It was hard – very, very hard. Probs the hardest thing I have ever done. 35 degrees, raging humidity, considering we are in the desert, and a fecking head wind on the way home that would have cleaved corn, as my mother would have said. And hilly, bloody hilly bike leg. I vomited twice. yup, had to stop the bike, and hurl at the side of the road. How charming. my legs were like jelly, and my lungs still are not right, but, guess what – I fucking did it. 20km, done.
The home leg was seriously awful, but once I smelt the sausage sizzle from about 1km out, this fat girl was all but home. When I finished, it was far from pretty. I truly didn’t have the energy left to get off the bike, and had some help from my coach, who was also a steward. Then it was all down hill, into transition, and all done.
I could barely breathe, and felt really sick, but a lovely lady gave me some lemonade (she had vomited too:)) and I felt heaps better. I cant tell you the feeling when so many of my team were cheering me on, and I heard my voice announced that I had done my leg – It was brilliant. I have been so bitten by the bug, thanks to these wonderful people
The best coach in the world is on the left of the photo. She not only did the run leg for one team, but saw my team’s runner was suffering so ran another lap with her. She is a truly wonderful human, and I am so blessed to have met her.
This mob are the very best, and I will be training with them for the next nine weeks to get to the point where I can do my very own sprint distance by myself.
I apologies If I am not so full of my witty repartee this evening, but I am totally buggered. In the best possible way.
Bitten by the bug chums, bitten 🙂