It seems to have an inner radiance, non?
They don't just hand these things out like candy, people! (Well, they kind of do...)
Anyway, we can all revel in this high point of my life so far.
I followed up that stunning victory with the final D.C. Tri Training Tri last Saturday.
I am pleased to report that our long national nightmare is finally over.
Progress. Has. Been. Made.
|August 22, 2009||July 12, 2009||July 13, 2008|
|swim 400 yards||10:47 (2:42/100m)||10:34 (2:39/100m)||11:11 (2:48/100m)|
|bike 16.8 miles||1:02:38|
I have finally broken out into 16 mph on the bike.
I'm a 16 mph-er!
Of course, to achieve progress on the bike, I (apparently) had to give up a little on the swim. Sigh.
And no walking during my blazing fast run, either, of which I am damn good and proud.
Afterwards, as usual, we all gathered for post-barbecue and other goodies at the picnic area on Haine's Point. I was feeling good!
Right up until I passed out.
I had just introduced myself to Alejandro, and he was in the middle of answering some fascinating question I had tossed his way, when all of a sudden: Who turned out the lights??
Everything went dark. I knew I was about to faint, since that was a favorite pasttime of mine during high school. I quickly sat down and put my head between my legs and proceeded to sweat to death. I wasn't feeling so great. I asked Jason if people would think it was weird if I laid down on the ground, and I don't remember what he said, not that it mattered. Quick-thinking Jason put his first-aid skills to use by making me eat a bag of chips, stat. Thanks, man!
I am prone to low blood pressure, so that's what I think it was. I had a Gu and HEED during the race, so I don't think it was low blood sugar.
Always the drama queen...
Everything was fine after that.
So fine, in fact, that I came home and ate everything in sight, and then got ready to take my friend John up to my 'hood, Skyline Drive (part of the Shenandoah National Park), at o-dark thirty Sunday morning:
Photos courtesy Tammy, who we happened to meet on this overlook.
John is a trooper!
Elevation. I love this ride. It's haaaard.
This time the only wildlife I saw was a turtle crossing the street, and some squirrels. I am getting better at going downhill, too. I no longer spend the entire time contemplating death by bike.
A beautiful, peaceful day in the mountains. Toss me some chocolate milk at the end, and I'm GOOD.
Oh, and I made another pie after I came home (technically? A cobbler.) Blackberries and peaches.