What a weekend. Starting on Friday, I worked Friday night til 1am, did a 2 hour bike ride on Saturday from 6pm, went down the gold coast from 11am-2pm to rack my bike, worked till 10:30pm on the busiest night we've had all year, woke up Sunday at 3:40am had the Gold Coast Tri at 7:30am and then off to work again from 12pm to 8pm. Phhhewww! Man it was good to have a beer after work, felt I deserved it.
Saturday bike ride was pretty awesome. Awesome weather, you don't really realise how beautiful Brisbane is until you experiance it early morning on a good day(See photos). My bike ride involved testing whether it is possible to ride to work (from toowong to Hamilton). It is definately possible, even found a route to avoid a majority of Kingsford Smith Drive. However when considering what the roads would be like at peak hour and after a very close call on Breakfast Creek road I have decided for now not to ride.
Sunday's race (Gold Coast Luke Harrop Memorial Tri) felt good,bad and bloody hot. After runnning into some old school mates and waiting for our wave we finally got started. This trihad a deep water start, which was sort of different though it did result in less collisions. Felt very strong in the swim, most likely was not going very fast but compared to Bribie I was not intimidated by the swim. Had a very poor transition between swim and bike mainly involving socks, leaving me considering whether not to wear them next time. Onto the bike and away, but my legs were just not feeling the bike and by my on account I struggled, did not feel strong at all making me think that comparitively it will be my worst leg. However at least the water and wind kept me cool. Upon getting through transition fast, the immense heat that had built up hit me like a wall and soon it felt like running in an oven. Adjusting to the heat and muscles changing legs the first 1km or so was very slow . However after that I slowly got into it and with 1km to go felt strong again. I finished my first biggish tri, Boo-Yah. I had no time to muck around though as I had to piss bolt to make it to work in time. On the way to work I felt really energetic and was annoyed that I didn't use this unfound energy in the race even though I knew it was solely endorphin based. However like all stimulating hormones they eventually stop and this occured mid way through my shift. After struggling the remainder of the shift it was so good to finish for one hell of a weekend although extremely rewarding and relax. Peace Out!
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