Sometimes, in life, things go according to plan. Or, so I've heard! Is it ever plan A?
This past weekend I (with family in tow), traveled over to Boise, for a little racing!
Physically heading into the weekend, I was feeling pretty amazing. Mentally, not so much. Let's just chalk it up to having a rough week, at the wrong time!
It's been since Wildflower that I've done a race, so I was anxious to see what my training had produced and to catch up with some Wattie teammates again!
Black cloud or not, I was determined to race well, and have fun. I did my usual race prep routine, and it helped a little, I just had to have faith that it would all come together.
Since my wave didn't take off until 12:39, I had plenty of time to calm my nerves and get amped up! As soon as the gun went off I was feeling AMPED and ready! All was going well, until I hit the first turn buoy, when the reservoir suddenly felt like a washing machine. The buoys seemed to be moving, or was it just me? It was hard to say, since every time I tried to sight I was smacked in the face with water - ugh! No biggie, I told myself, just relax and KEEP SWIMMING. I couldn't wait to get out of the water and on to my bike...unfortunately, that was nearly 40 freaking minutes later!
It felt amazing to get on my bike! This race, my plan was to push the bike, and it felt great! Yeah, it was hard, but I felt strong and just tried to keep a good rhythm. As I came into T-2, I had made up for my poor swim and then some. But I also knew something wasn't quite right.
Though I am disappointed I have to be honest, I was able to accomplish my 2 goals for the race. #1 race the bike & #2 qualify for Vegas. Mission accomplished :)
Now time to recoup and get ready for my next big training block - yeeeehaw!
Thanks for your support!