Here we go.
Got up nice and early. Augusta is small, and the downtown was crazy. Transition was a mile from the swim start, so logistics get a thumb down.
Swim- not bad. 49 minutes was my time. Struggled a bit, but found a good rhythm and kept it going. Water was brown but didn't taste too bad, at least. Water was really cold (to me) and I was grateful it was wetsuit legal. Got out at transition feeling okay. I only thought about quitting once.
Bike- suffer. Started off feeling nice. Then the hills hit. I was completely unprepared for the elevation changes. There was also a storm rolling in which brought strong winds (but thankfully kept the sun away). The hills destroyed my legs, which should be apparent by my average speed which was 14.7. The roads were terribly rough as well and I lost a bottle and my aerobats came loose. Got those fixed at an aid station. Didn't stop on the bike except for that. The interesting thing was, I hit a couple nice downhills but not nearly as many as uphills
. The locals along the course were very cool- 95% of the bike was in south Carolina. HR was in the 180s.
Run- legs were feeling like toast. Started to run out of transition, couldn't do it. Tried a run/walk, was doing it but it was tough. Run was 2 laps, and it was tough to see everyone on their second laps when I was just starting. Kept up my run/walk for about 2 miles when the pains hit. First my IT band- terrible pain in my right hip. Then my lower left back started cramping. I stopped and started to cry and hyperventilate (how very iron of me, right)? Another fellow stopped and the crowd kept on pushing me to keep going. Limped through the rest of the way like this. Got to mile 12 and someone said "they're closing the course for weather, hurry!" I was walking with another girl who had had heatstroke, and we both wanted to cry at this, but we pushed each other to run towards the finish.
Finish- we got to the chute as they were taking the gates down, but the chute was still up and the timer was still going. We crossed and the mats beeped. There was really no one from Ironman even manning the chute, but there was a race photographer and some volunteers. The photographer cheered us and gave us our medals and hats and took a handful of pics. The other girl, Emily, and I crossed the finish line together. Someone remarked that they couldn't believe we were still out there and that we had incredible perseverance.
Haven't checked this morning to see if I have a finish time yet or not. I'm hoping I will, my best guess is that they had taken away the time uploading software and that's why I'm not showing up. The person who told us the course was closed was just a spectator, and no one else seemed to mention it. Also, we were still well under the cut-off time, so we totally deserve those finishes.
I hurt a lot this morning. That was without a doubt the hardest thing I've ever done. I'm sure taking the last 2 months off from training didn't help much, either, but wow. What a challenge.