It seems like just yesterday when I started training this year's batch of youth triathletes. Yet I know it wasn't yesterday, because their race is less than two weeks away. Where did the summer go?
After a long vacation week, it's time to get back to work. And for the faithful readers anxiously awaiting the Spirit of Racine race report, we start with the picture on the left. It should be noted that it is difficult to see people walking to the start, and impossible to see much beyond that. About the middle of the picture is a bouy that can just barely be made out. And this is around 7:45, almost an hour after the race was supposed to start.
I was speedy in T1 as I went without socks and I had preloaded my drinks onto my bike. Last year, I had the bottles in a cooler with ice. Even though I forgot my gels and had to run back for them, I was way faster than last year.
I blazed through T2 in just over 90 seconds, and started the run in extremely hot conditions. The temperature pushed 90F as the day wore on, and I went through a lot of water for cooling purposes. I struggled on the run and finished with a time of 1:55:59 compared to 1:45:51, last year.
I'll be out and about for the next week, and to the best of my knowledge will have little to no access to E-mail, the Internet, or even my cell phone. Here is the general itinerary:
With the way I've been posting, it would be reasonable if someone concluded I was in the final weeks before an Ironman. Reasonable, and wrong. While there is the Spirit of Racine half-Ironman next Sunday, it is the rest of life that has kept me hopping the past few weeks.
Perhaps it's just a bad summer. Perhaps it's just because I pay more attention. Or perhaps these tragedies are receiving more attention so people become better aware.
Just to belabor the point, this Fourth of July was full of firsts, nearly all of them in the first few hours of the day.
NOTE: This post is unrelated to triathlon and is likely to become a rant on society. My first blog was a fairly successful political blog and that part of my nature is taking over for a bit.
Allow me to start by stating that Nancy Toby is evil. Not in a dark, scary movie kind of way. In a "make me look at things" way that forces a self-evaluation I'd rather not have done sort of way. All because of a four sentence post.
Well, I'm glad to see the server is finally back in one piece. Apparently, the webhost had some minor problems with their shiny new Seagate drives, yesterday. In a period of about six hours they lost four seperate hard drives. Normally, I'd be amazed at loosing four new drives that quickly. Since I've dealt with Seagate in the past, it's a bit less surprising.
Just who is this Iron Pol?
A former out of shape sailor, who became a marathoner, then a triathlete, Ironman, and ultramarathoner. Now, life has pushed me into short track speed skating. More important than the titles is the lifestyle, and sharing it with others.