It’s nice to have a race as close as Triangle, but no matter how close it is, it still isn’t fun to wake up at 5:45. I left the house a 6 am, tired and not ready to race. In the thirty minute car ride to the race site, the sky started to gain some color and I started to wake up. I ate a whole wheat bagel with peanut butter and Gatorade (I now know that was a bad choice.) I set up the transition area, got body-marked, got my timing chip and walked through everything. I was nervous. This was my hometown, everyone was here, and there was a lot of pressure to do well. My mom and dad and aunt were racing as well and my grandma was there to watch. My friends Caitlin and Jessie also came out to watch! I was not the last wave to leave this time, but the water looked like it had a serious current. They blew the horn and the 29&U women were off! The swim started out really well. The water was a nice upgrade from last year. I got the early lead and expanded as the first section continued. The last 300 yards of the swim were really rough, but fun to swim. I crossed the first pad at 11:40, the fastest female swim split overall.
(Coming out of the swim: being chased by the big guys!)
The bike was my weakest leg and it was next. This was my first race on my new bike (a Trek Icarus) and I felt fast. I held 18 miles an hour and finished in 58:21. The run was going to be the hardest section. It was going to make me push myself beyond what I thought I could go, if I wanted to win. I was going to have to be mentally tough. At this point, the lead I had gained on the swim was vanishing and the other racers in my age group would be gaining on me. I found my transition spot easily because it was marked with a giant cat-in-the-hat University of Maryland hat. I quickly exchanged shoes and ran off into the heat. I was feeling good for the first mile and o.k. into the second mile. I didn’t like this course at all because once you passed the first mile you had to run on a single track with no shade. It was almost completely flat. I hit the turn around and was ready to come back strong. And then it happened. With about 800 yards to go, I hit the wall. I was so close and I didn’t want to stop, and I wasn’t going to, until I started puking. I bent over, put my hands on my knees and threw up for about 10 seconds and then I was running again. I was in the lead and I was not going to lose it over a little thing like that. But then it happened again with 400 yards to the finish line. And before I could finish, it happened for the third time with 200 yards to go. I could see the finish line. The spectator’s cheers, the finish chute, everything, if only I could get there. I felt sick and nauseated but I put my head