|Muah ha ha! Look at me go!|
The relay triathalon went pretty well. My time was 20:52 for the 750m swim. Good enough to place 2/4 of the people doing relays, but if you looked at my age category of 30-39, I would have been 31/45. Still, given my crappy sinuses, lack of practice, I'm quite pleased. Really, my goal was to finish, coming last would be okay, I have no idea what to expect as a "good" time. The 30 people who had faster times than I went on to bike 20km and run 5km so I imagine they were in better shape than I was.
Mr Lina hasn't taken our pics off of our camera yet and I'm not totally sure how that new camera works so I may post more at a later date if there are good ones there. But my dear friend the bride was doing the relay with me and the groom took both the above picture and this:
Bathing caps are evil. They use them to separate age groups. So as a blue cap, I was a relay swimmer. Relays swam with "the rest", quite likely 50+ but I'm not totally sure, I know there were mostly gold caps and some orange (so 50-59 and 60+?). They send us off in waves, so this picture shows my group just getting in and settled while the age wave ahead of us is already swimming.
|My blue cap and lack of wet suit kinda stands out in the crowd.|
And then coming back to shore. Take that pink caps!
So all in all, glad I did it, would likely do it again next year if schedules work out and they need another swimmer for the relay. It also reminded me how much I like swimming. I really should get out more.
I was up at 6:30 or so for the triathalon, home by 11:30, then food prep, house cleaning, failed attempt at a nap and guests from 5pm to 2am. Today is low key for me, mostly reading, Mr Lina has people over for further movie tweaking. A few muscles are sore in my arms mostly, but better than I expected because they hurt after pushing the last 100m to pass those pink caps. I'm too brain dead and sleepy to sew I think, and they need quiet for recording sound. Still, sewing has to happen soon, I have to have the outfit ready for the bride on Saturday. Sigh, it always seems like you have more time than you do.