And, Yet Anot er Early Triathlon Along the Miles of the Journey

 

Metroplex

 June 13, 2004,

Joe Pool Lake - Grand Prairie, Texas,

 800-meter swim, 15-mile bike, 5k run

 We pulled up to Joe Pool Lake in the dark, and I could hear waves crashing up the shore…Oh my!  As the song says, “This could be the day that I die.”  Daylight revealed it was not quite as bad as it sounded, but there were a few whitecaps out there.  The swim was a challenge.  Sometimes I was in the belly of the wave and could not see much.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes a wave would lift me suddenly and an arm would come out of the water prematurely during the stroke.  Sometimes the belly of the wave brought me down into the submerged hydrilla and I had to try to pull or shake the weeds off them and soldier on.  But I did it, and all in all, it was not all that bad. 

I don’t recall much about the bike except that it was into a wind initially, but ultimately it was a fast bike split; one of my best up to that point. 

 

The run was flat and out and back. The heat was oppressive, but I finished feeling good about my performance and got 3^rd in my age group