I think a picture is worth a thousand words, so I've compiled some photos to explain what was going through my mind during the triathalon. The biggest chunks are (of course) missing because I didn't take a camera with me as I travelled, I only have the photos of my dad and other friends and family members to rely on. But the location was gorgeous and I really wish I had a camera with me to show you some of the parts only viewed by those of us on the course.
I didn't see this sign until after I had finished the course, but this is the body of water that we swam in. Lake Cahuilla. No swimming. Except for the cool, spandex-wearing, bicycle-riding kids like us. I feel special.
Pre-swim. Orange cap. Unflattering clothing. Big freaking smile on my face. I was a doofus. A pretty nervous doofus.
By the way, the people behind me aren't strangers, they're my best friend and her husband. My dad likes candid and awkward shots, what can I say?
In the water (note the attractive "swim angel" in front of us) ready to begin and I believe this part of our conversation went something like this:
Me: "Well, we've done some pretty crazy shit together, haven't we?"
Amanda: "Yah, but I think this is by far the craziest."
Transition #1. All I was thinking was (1) how do I get this lake water out of my nose and mouth while my family is watching me and (2) I SURVIVED THE SWIM!!!
This may look like I'm smiling, but I think it's an optical illusion. I was pretty nervous to get started on the bike ride. This is where my fears started to kick in.
What if I get a flat tire?
What if I fall of my bike?
What if I don't finish?
Fast forward to the part that I finish the 14 mile bike ride. Here I was coming back into the park area.
At this point, it was a down hill slope and I was so grateful for that. You basically get to coast all the way into the bike area once you climb the hill back into the parking area.
What was I thinking here? Hell. That's what.
It was unbelievably hot at this point. Hot like hell. My first mile was in an area like what you see above, then it became a flat run around the lake for another mile with no shade. Not a single inch. Sun blazing. Tired. Probably the worst run I've ever had.
My best friend finished ahead of me by about 20 minutes. When she saw me round the corner, I thought she was walking to her car or coming over to wave at me.
Instead she ran with me all the way up to the finish line entrance. Yah. It was awesome. I have great friends.
Here I go...
"Am I there yet?"
Obligatory action shot...
Here's the lovely aftermath: Me shoving a banana in my mouth while explaining to my boyfriend how hot it was on the run.
Right to left: Amanda's brother, my lovely aunt hugging me (excuse my mouth full of food and sweaty clothes), and my boyfriend contemplating all of life's deepest mysteries.
Just kidding, I think he was hungry. Or hot. Or both, which means he's unhappy.
My mommy got teary eyed, so I had to go give her a peck on the cheek.
We're odd like that.
So there you have it, my belated and picture filled wrap up!