I did it! 25 miles on a bike. What kind of crazy person does this? The kind of girl who realizes she is turning the big 3-5 this year and better do something BIG beforehand (much like the first and decidedly LAST full marathon I ran just before my 30th). This is me before, look how cute and innocent I look all ready to tackle this race. HA!
Ok, so most of the race was actually along the ocean which was incredibly beautiful and very motivating.
Here’s a picture about halfway through where I thought to myself that it actually wasn’t that bad and totally do-able.
Annnnd then I met the 1200 foot elevation. All within a span of 5 miles. Yup. I somehow only managed to stop once most of the way up to have a gulp of water, tell myself to suck it up and get to the top of the hill. And that I did.
What did I learn from this experience??? Training does not only involve racing the distance of the race. You should experience similar elevation changes during your training rides so you are not surprised and wanting to ride off the mountain just to see flat road again. Also, learning how to use the bike rack a friend lends you shouldn’t wait until the night before the race to put it on the car only to have it fall apart and leave you in tears wondering how you will transport your bike to your race (taking the front wheel off worked *phew*). Race with a friend. When you are along on the big hills, you will lose your motivation and feel like giving up. Having someone there to do it with you will keep you going.
Starting to question my sanity as I have signed up for a sprint triathlon in October. Annnd I have to start training next week. Damn. 😂 😂 😂
This picture was taken after. Right before I collapsed on the ground…