Tri mission number 2–woo hoo! Motor City Marathon on June 14 on Belle Isle.
First the swim. My wave is at 8:20.
It’s been a cooler spring this year and the water temp was 67 degrees. Quite chilly. I have to spend a few minutes getting used to the temp to calm the hyperventilation.
This is the pic taken when my wave started. Yes, I am in this picture, toward the back. My wave was the 40+ women. You have to swim around 3 orange buoys (the 1st one is not in this picture).
The swim wasn’t bad until you start getting out in the river and the current picks up–it really throws you off when swimming away from and back to the beach.
(Again this year, not the best quality pics. I have to do something about my cameraman.)

I loathe to post this picture as I don’t have that “triathlon” body (yet), but I will tell you this. There were plenty of people my size and bigger. And women bigger than me who finished the swim well before me. (But I beat several of them on the run-ha!)
So I run out of the swim (gasping like a guppy) and into ….
T1 or transition 1, where the bikes are parked. You dry off (maybe), throw on shoes, a shirt (maybe), glasses (in my case), and run out with the bike and hop on the road. This area is a big deal to get in and out of quickly. Really, really good athletes with great gear do it in 20 -30 seconds. Me–not so much. That’s me in the red circle fumbling with shoes after fumbling with my blue and black jacket.

On to the bike ride, 2 and 1/4 trips around the Rock about 12 miles. Anyone whose ridden here knows how pleasant and easy it is to bike around the island.
Reg wasn’t as quick with the camera on the bike. This is the best we got.
After you finish the bike, you go into another transition area, rack your bike, and run out for the 3.1 (5k) run. I really don’t think I did bad at all on the run. I wasn’t running at the pace of the several high school kids who passed me (yea, yea, rub it in), but I was running when others were walking. That’s me in the pink/orange actually passing someone!
OK so 2 hours and 20 minutes after the start of the race, I power across the finish line. Again, miscommunication with the camera crew has left me without THAT picture. But here I am in the parking lot after all is done and I’ve had a piece of pizza and more electrolytes. Still standing upright (actually I feel good) and smiling.
Now to home to spend the rest of the day grazing, sleeping and talking on the phone to well-wishers.
