The Lazy Triathlete

Coming in to the second transition, I felt awesome – like I knew what I was doing & that I had a bit of a plan on getting through the transition. I also was terrified of doing the run…but knew it was the only thing keeping me from my goal of becoming a triathlete.

Racked my bike, tore the gloves off & switched shoes. I felt like I was flying through the transition. Part of me wanted to take a few seconds to catch my breath, but I had so much adrenaline that I just kept moving. I was up & on to my wobbly legs & out the gate…

T2 Official Time: 1 minute, 24 seconds

So now I’m dripping wet, trying to run up a wooded path & my nerves are still on overdrive. While running up the path, I rip off my cap (and make sure not to drop it – violation!). My mind is pretty much a blur, but I make my way to my bike and try to get through everything as fast as possible.

I rinsed my feet with water, followed by a failed attempt to dry them off. My adrenaline got the best of me, and I put my wet feet into my dry socks, damning them to an uncomfortable rest of the day. My bike shoes are velcro, so that was an easy on.  I remembered to throw my inhaler into the bento bag on my bike. I put on & clasped my helmet before touching my bike (another potential violation). The part where I really lost time was trying to get bike gloves onto wet hands. It really just doesn’t work. Then I had to run my bike out of transition, around a corner to the “Mount” line.

T1 Official Time: 3 minutes, 40 seconds