I often find when I’m struggling to digest my feelings after a race, it’s best to write and just be honest; with myself and with the world of my friends, family and fellow tri-people. It seems in this world we live in, we love to broadcast of all the great; social media allows us to put out the persona we choose, to make our life look to be ‘something’ that it may or may not be. But we often post what is appealing, positive, and feel-good inducing. I tend to prefer to talk to people personally, and I like to communicate what is “real” as much as possible.
Ironman Texas 2016: The Race that Didn’t Want to Happen. But we, as humans, triathletes, and Ironpeople…we were determined to make it happen. First it was the bike course that we didn’t have finalized, but then two weeks out, we did! Next it was the water in the lake; high E. Coli levels forced a change of course only 2 days before the event. No worries. Lake Woodlands was the perfect size for an out and back swim course, and nixing the poop canal was no problem. The gun sounded on a beautiful race morning, and all went off without a hitch. Despite some fog on the swim, the adjusted course was great. We had to make some turns on the bike, but I along with many others quite enjoyed the new route. And the run. What can go wrong there? Ah yes, Mother Nature…she can always strike! And that she did; throwing an unbelievable storm complete with hail, lightening and torrential rains on the final hours of the race.
It’s been a quiet start to my year, and I wanted to put out an update of sorts; bring my triathlon peoples up to speed on what has been going on in my new corner of the world here in Colorado Springs. If you’ve read any of my past blogs, I often get a bit analytical about things and I like to come to larger conclusions…let’s call it being ‘contemplative’. I’ve raced for many years and while it’s great to think and ruminate about our circumstances, I find it best not to do so too close to a race…better to get all the emotional, heavy crap out of the way well before race week. Because I’ve also learned, when we race, there is little room for emotion; at least during the race, and even at times in the final lead up. On this note, when I think about my past 4 months and the start to 2016, I keep coming back to three concepts: Racing, Not Racing, & Perfection.