18 Seconds Short!

Soak up the Sun came and went. And we survived. It was a good day, but a hot day. HOT!

This year many things were different. The cost was substantially less. $56 for a hotel room and $65 for registration. This meager total doesn't come close to last year's $600+.

My times were better for the most part. The tendonitis showed up in my run time, but otherwise things were all around better.

Swim 6:02 (-2:15 from last year)
T1 1:23 (-1:25)
Bike 33:12 (-1:40)
T2 1:04 (-0:11)
Run 19:38 (+1:00)
Total 1:01:18 (-4:35)

I got 3rd. I was surprised and excited. And really mad when I saw that I was 18 seconds short of 2nd! I think about how I casually sipped G2 in T2 or how I coasted down a hill... and I just see the 18 seconds I needed. It makes me a little mad. Next time I will not loaf I guess so I won't have these regrets.

Overall it was another great experience. I didn't cry, so that's a plus! One thing I did do, that maybe is a little silly now... but did not seem at all crazy at the time when I was heat blasted, dehydrated, and worn out. When I was on the basketball team in HS we would sing a song before every game in the locker room. We would start by "clapping" hands with 1 finger, then 2, then 3, etc., until we were full-on clapping and we would get louder with each added finger. So there I was, trotting along, humming quietly, singing in my head, clapping my little fingers together. I would say I did this for almost all of mile 2. I would get to 5 and just go back to 1. All I can say is that it worked. Mile 2 just breezed by.

I've got confidence. The Lord is gonna see me through. Not matter what the case may be, my Lord, my Lord is gonna fix it for me.