
A good example of the pretty and very expensive race wheels, Zipp's, behind me. I'm sure I even drooled a little.
I like to be really early, plenty of time to set up and feel relaxed doing it. But as others showed up I continually became more intimidated by these women I've seen win top 3 in all their races, but I decided something. I can race them, I can wanna beat them, they can beat me sometimes too, but we can all be friends. So I introduced myself and got to talk and joke with some really really nice people.
I like to be really early, plenty of time to set up and feel relaxed doing it. But as others showed up I continually became more intimidated by these women I've seen win top 3 in all their races, but I decided something. I can race them, I can wanna beat them, they can beat me sometimes too, but we can all be friends. So I introduced myself and got to talk and joke with some really really nice people.
800yd Swim: 5 or so minute warm up about 10-15 minutes before the start, then we were off. The water felt great and didn't taste bad at all despite the widespread film I saw floating on top before the race. I felt good, had a decent but not great time. Sighted well, the sun wasn't in our eyes and didn't make too much body contact with others. Although I will say it never ceases to amaze me how someone can swim horizontally over the top of me when I'm going straight (and in the right direction). Looking back I should've pushed harder, but I was pleased that I felt long and strong and not fatigued like I did last year. Had some water in the bicep of my wetsuit, gotta figure that out. I believe I came out of the water 4th woman. 13:04, 1:29/100yd avg



5k Run: Well I can tell I pushed hard on the bike because I didn't have the springy yay-we're-off-the-bike-lets-go-run legs I'm used to. I pushed hard and felt like puking (but not in a nauseous way) mostly the whole way. Picked off the first lady that passed me .5 mile in, someone I was surprised at myself for passing. Kept running, couldn't find the other lady in front of me, figured I was in 4th or 5th place. About mile 2.25 I realized the "guy" I thought was in front of me was actually a lady, a really fast one! So now the chase was on. I was pushing as hard as I figured I could and when I first found her I counted and was 15 seconds down, and she seemed to be running just as fast as I was. Took about .5 mile to catch up to her, and I couldn't believe I passed her. These are women that scare the crap out me, these are winners. We had .5 mile to go and I wanted to look back but didn't , just ran my race and held on as best I could. I still figured I was 4th, maybe 5th, but as I ran through the chute they announced my name and "our 3rd place woman". Seriously?! I was so excited, I just did not expect to do so well. In the end I had the 3rd fastest run time of the day with a 20:07. Crazy, I know. I also ended up with very fast transitions too (although did I mention my bike shoe fell off as I was getting on my bike and I had to run back a few feet and retrieve it? Not cool).
The podium was really fun. They put a tiarra on Sarah, the overall winner and gave her sparkling cider to shake and spray, pretty cool :) 
I spent a couple hours after the race chatting with the lovely ladies, and a few guys I met today. I did great today and am really happy with it, but it's funny how my body told me I'm not nearly as trained as I thought I was. Time for some added hard work!


6 comments:
Congratulations Leslie! How amazing to place your first time racing elite. If I was rich I'd sponsor you and buy you a fancy tri bike!
You GO GIRL!! Way to show them that a "toyota" bike can beat a "porsche" because it's the horsepower on the pedals that really counts :).
WOW! GREAT job Leslie, placing 3rd in the ELITE group! I love your new blog!
Great job Leslie! Way to go!
- Danielle (dtverdal from BBC)
I am floored, Leslie! I thought it funny that you said, "These are women that scare the crap out me, these are winners." Well, you proved that YOU are a winner! Way to go, Woman! :D
Leslie, you're amazing. I hadn't had a chance yet to congratulate you on your podium finish. You are one of my heroes, setting such a great example of being a triathlon-mom.
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