Sunday was the real all day adventure. My day started around 4:45 when my alarm went off. I had been somewhat restless all night, and was glad to get up. I grabbed my breakfast, backpack, posters, and was on my way. Since I was volunteering I had received a parking pass to the Anchor Bank parking ramp, so I tried my luck there first. As luck, or planning would have it, I was able to get a spot when I pulled in at 6 am. I headed for Monona, and stopped for a minute to take in this beautiful sight in the morning...
|Off they go|
Around 8 AM I started to look for my friends, my friend Brad said he expected to swim the 2.4 miles in about 1:15, so I thought he may be faster. There were so many swimmers coming out of the water around 8:10 it was hard to keep track and look for friends! I saw Brad at the last minute as he was getting his wetsuit stripped right in front of me, he turned to get up, and was off to the bike. I had decided I had seen enough wetsuit stripping and had gotten enough water flung at me, so I started to make my way to Monona Terrace up the helix. I said hello to my friend Karol in the helix and then made my way to the shuttle buses a block away. On the bus I met some wonderful Ironman wives. I helped one from Michigan track her husband on the Ironman tracker, and got to talking with another lady, Krista from Ohio. Krista and I ended up sticking together for the bike course. The bus dropped off in Verona at the 56 mile mark. We chatted and made fun of the 16 year old "security" kids that provided very little security! Between 10-11 AM the bikers started to roll in. It's amazing how practically everyone wears the same thing! Everyone seemed to wear black, white, and red; or blue, black, and white! I thought I had spotted Brad, but it was a false alarm, only 7 other guys were wearing the same thing as him before he went by. But I did end up seeing him bike by at the last minute around 11 AM. I continued to watch hoping that I would see some more friends, but I had to head back to Monona for my volunteer shift. I had planned to leave at 11:30, but then saw a girl fall off of her bike coming down the hill, so I waited to see that she got back up, which she did, and continued on. I waited as long as I could on the bike course, I was having a great time shaking my tambourine, cheering and holding my sign that I did not want to leave. I made my way back to the bus at 11:45. I chatted with a lady who sat with me, her husband was doing the Ironman, and she had her 2 kids in tow, then bolted off of the bus when we arrived back by the capital. Amazingly I made my shift at 12:30.
|My Triathlete humor sign for the bike|
|Bruce happy to see familiar faces|
|Laurie and I with the signs|
|Way to go Coach Kitty|
|IMWI Finisher Brad|
I never thought I'd say this, but I want to do Ironman in 2014! Mark your calenders!