BF and I took a road trip last weekend to Wilmington, NY, which is about 20 minutes east of Lake Placid, both of which are in the Adirondacks. BF's ex-coworker/room mate was swimming/biking/running the Ironman Triathlon on Sunday. I knew that the Ironman involved running a marathon, but I didn't know what the distances for the other events were. For the similarly uninformed, here they are: swim 2.4 miles, bike 112 miles, and then finish by running 26.2 miles. After the swim (1:23:26), DF was around 1700 in the overall standings. He climbed to about 700 after the bike (5:53:49) and then to 440 after the marathon (4:00:12!). He finished in 11 hours and 27 minutes. Watching a triathlon is a test of endurance in itself. The competition starts at 
7:00 am, but the roads closed at 6:00 am, which meant waking up at 4:30 am so that we could grab breakfast and find parking. We then spent 11 hours (a) standing in the rain, (b) taking cover in Jack Frost's restaurant where they kicked us out after we finished our third cup of coffee, (c) napping by the lake after the rain finally stopped, (d) trying to find shade once the sun finally came out, (e) cheering DF on as he whizzed by on his bike and sprinted along on foot, and (f) eating ice cream, pringles, and many cups of coffee. I think the only thing that I have ever done for over 11 hours is sleep. By then end of it, I was EXHAUSTED! I can only imagine how DF felt...
7:00 am, but the roads closed at 6:00 am, which meant waking up at 4:30 am so that we could grab breakfast and find parking. We then spent 11 hours (a) standing in the rain, (b) taking cover in Jack Frost's restaurant where they kicked us out after we finished our third cup of coffee, (c) napping by the lake after the rain finally stopped, (d) trying to find shade once the sun finally came out, (e) cheering DF on as he whizzed by on his bike and sprinted along on foot, and (f) eating ice cream, pringles, and many cups of coffee. I think the only thing that I have ever done for over 11 hours is sleep. By then end of it, I was EXHAUSTED! I can only imagine how DF felt... The drive back down to NYC was no picnic either -- I had been making great progress, averaging 80 to 85 mph when we got stuck on Route 87. An accident near Exit 15 had us sitting in traffic for an hour, foiling my attempt to get us back into the city by 11:00 pm. After that, I found myself racing with a Saab -- I guess she didn't take kindly to being passed by a Hyundai Elantra. I got us back to NY safe and sound, but I didn't crawl into bed until well past 1 am. I hope that our next road trip (to Lobsterfest in Maine) is less tiring. I plan on a marathon eating session of lobster. Yum!
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r u getting psyched about november? tables will be turned us cheering u on!
This is indeed impressive. I've heard of people doing these triathalons, but didn't actually know what they entailed. My svelte challenge last week was to run 20 miles in the course of the week. I did make 19.5 and it was a struggle. When I remembered the ET's running, and planning to run, marathons, it made me feel pathetic that my daily 5 mile runs were so challenging.
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