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It’s just a workout. Just a little workout. When I go to masters for swim practice, I swim farther. When I ride my bicycle, I ride farther. So my self-pep talk this morning was all about perspective when I joined a few hundred other women in the 13th annual Na Wahine Festival at Kapiolani Park in Waikiki.
I swam hard today, but obviously I need to work on my time. I rode hard today, and it was the result of months of being the best I can be on a bike. Yay! I knew that because I was doing a swim and a bike ride without the run, I’d need to leave everything I had out on the asphalt. I took advantage of the fact that women I was passing on the bicycle had to save their energy for their runs, the final leg of their triathlon.
So I slammed it! The official times will be listed under the event at pseresults.com. I finished first in my age group, and it looks like my bicycle time was the fastest in my event, but two other women were faster than me in the swim.
I’m not used to being in events. John started doing runs a few years ago, and I don’t really like going and sitting in the car waiting for him to finish. So we usually sleep in while he heads out. But he came with me this morning. I needed him! I was doing my first multi-sport event, and thanks to Margie Davis I had an idea of how to set up my bicycle and my transition area. John helped calm my nerves and checked my brakes for me before I headed across the street to Queen’s Beach for the blessing and the pep talk by KC Carlberg, the event organizer. It was funny when Margie said, “OK, let’s all go hear KC cry!” And of course, she’s fraught with emotion as she addressed the crowd.
After the last finisher completed her tri, a woman in her 80s who finished to a standing ovation, the party began. KC gave out lots of prizes, Frank from Island Triathlon & Bike gave away a FELT bike to a lucky gal. And I got a first-place ribbon! My Twitter buddy @vanryzen competed in a dance off for a fitness membership at the Honolulu Club. She’s got some moves, but she was out moved by a smokin’ hot 50-something chick who was not me!
We had fun, and I think John had fun, too. I’m inspired. Thanks for a great first-time event!
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