Moms 1st Duo

Greetings Readers!

I tell ya, 4:30am came really early this morning. As we had to be at the Stadium to drop mom’s shoes @ 6am. From there we drove over to The Farm for the start of the race. I’ve never been to a Tri event before, heck I race cross, running is a necessity based on barriers and runups. Running for miles after you ride? and or swim? I was pretty impressed with the athletes that show up for their own kind of torture and pain. And here I thought us cross racers were a little mashocistic. These folks got my respect!

Mom was hiding her anxiety pretty well, I’m usually a wreck before a race. Way to play it cool mom. When It was time to get down to business we gave mom a kiss and wished her well. I can’t tell you how proud I was to see mom out there challenging herself physically. Later she told me: “that was the hardest thing I’ve ever done” Kudos to you babe.

 

Here’s Mom at the start, chomping at the bit. “Lets get this thing going!”

And she’s off! Adrenline is pumping now as she rounds the turn and is off on the bike leg. I wouldn’t see her again until she approached the transition area….

Mom arrives after her bike leg into the transition area, the bracelets on there ankles triping a timer as they ran over the brown mat on the ground. Mom was still looking good, and I was excited as hell watching her!

In the transition area, it’s time to shed the helmet, gloves, and bike shoes. Put on the running shoes and take off….

I managed to get over to the other side of the stadium to catch mom out on the run. This is where it really hurts, after the bike when your legs just don’t want to turn over. Mom was digging deep into that run. I’m loving it!

Some of the bikes staged in the tranistion area…..

Mom is coming down the shute, already haven started her kick. Almost there….

Moms done it! And she’s haulin’ too! Full on strong finish! Way to go Mom! It’s in the books, Mom’s a finisher. Well Done! She’s got the taste of blood in her mouth now… Already talking about the next race. I’ve got me a racer on my hands! Us athletes are a sick lot. :) 

 

Inspired by mom, I went out for a run this afternoon, I’ve got a long way to go to keep with her, but it felt good to bust a sweat and run hard. Tomorrow we bike!

Cheers!