Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Three Years

On this day, three years ago, I got to marry my best friend.


The love we have for each other has only grown since that day, and even more so since we first met almost 9 years ago.


I am a little bit sad on this day, though, since there are people in our life now that I wish had been there on the day we got married. Then I remember, they get to experience the best part with us: the journey.

A wedding is a wonderful time, a joyous celebration of two people's love for each other, but it wasn't the BEST day of my life. Every day that I get to spend with Mike is the best day. We have done a lot in the days that we have been married and I can't wait to see what we accomplish together in the future.


Happy anniversary, Mike! Here's to many more years of swimming, biking and running together and to being training partners in life.  I love you!

Friday, July 26, 2013

Run for the Red Twilight 5K Race Recap

Who doesn't love an evening race? Yes, there are different challenges than a morning race, like how to fuel beforehand or not eat too much (or the wrong thing) during the day, but I love them!

A few weeks ago I saw the Run for the Red Twilight 5K somewhere and I remembered that I had wanted to do this race last year, but it was the same day we were leaving for Chicago to run the Rock 'n' Roll Half Marathon. Luckily, this year it worked out perfectly!

You are able to set up teams, which basically just saves each person $5, and we got a few of our runner and new to running friends to sign up for team "The Twilighters" (yes, lame I know, but I was doing it on the fly).

The race took place in Canandaigua, where we got married, and it is about a 45 minute drive from where we live. We headed out and on the way we heard a car honk at us and when we looked it was our friends Sheila and Eric driving to a trail run!

We got to the race and picked up our packets easily, we were looking for our friends and found all of them one by one. We met some new friends, that we have seen around the running scene, who had joined our team and chatted prior to the race. We ran into Sarah who we haven't seen for a little while and I made sure we got a picture!

 Love her!

We did a brief warm-up, ran around the parking lot, and then lined up. Mike was pretty close to the front and I wasn't too much behind him. My friend, Ken, lined up near me and we waited for the start.  Soon they were saying, "1 minute until the start", then "30 seconds until the start" and then we were off!

I made sure to start my watch as soon as the horn sounded (because there wasn't a mat at the start line) and got on my way. I had to dodge some people and I saw Ken get in front of me a little bit as we were running down Lakeshore Drive, but then I passed him when we went up the baby hill on the course (the course had about 45 feet of elevation gain).

The course turned down onto a gravel path and I could hear the guy at the first mile announcing the times from really far away. I had looked at my watch and saw I was around 7 minute pace and slowed down a bit. The timing clock was early and he said it was around 7:20 but my watch went off at 7:34 for the first mile.

After getting off of the dirt path, we ran through a parking lot and then got on to the path in Kershaw Park. I was totally spacing out and didn't even notice when I ran by the gazebo where we got married and then as I was getting off the path, I realized I had passed it. My second mile came in at 8:09 pace and I knew I would have to maintain to get my goal.

 Yea.. We were that close to it and I didn't notice

The last portion of the race takes you down the city pier, where you do an out and back, and I saw Mike! We high fived and I could tell he looked good.  One of our new friends, Barry, passed me on this portion and I just focused on keeping up a good pace.

I saw more of our friends on the out and back, Ken, Rick and Sarah, and then I got back to the entrance of the Inn where the race had started. Mile 3 came in at 8:13 pace.

I saw Mike, I was smiling a lot before he took pictures, and I saw the finish line. I knew it was going to be close and I pushed to the end.

 Running to the finish

I crossed the finish line and I had done it! I had PR'ed and come in under 25 minutes (one of my goals this year)! My time was 24:52 (on my watch and officially).

Mike did great as well and got a new PR of 22:15, and he came in third in his age group!

We watched the rest of our friends finish the race and then we went to the post-race celebration. We got some drinks and free food and hung out a little bit before we drove home.

For our first 5K of the year, I'm happy with how it went. We haven't been doing a lot of speed work so it was nice to see that we had some, ha! We'll probably do one more 5K in December this year and we both want to PR again.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Huma Energy Gel Review

If you have been reading my blog for awhile you know that I struggle with nutrition during training workouts and races. I seem to have my nutrition figured out for pre-race/workout and on the bike, but nutrition on the run still alludes me.

I have tried chews while running but I feel like I can't breathe (I love them on the bike, though).  I tried a variety of flavors and thought that I had found one that I liked, mocha, and then it started to not sit well with me during half marathon distances or longer. I can tolerate raspberry and strawberry flavors, but the kinds that I have been using don't always sit well with me either.  I usually end up skipping my last energy gels during long races (and I even did that on the run leg of Musselman 70.3).

I had seen quite a few bloggers do a review of Huma, a chia energy gel, and I was intrigued. At first, since so many people reviewed it, I thought it would be like every other product that hits the blogging scene: too good to be true. Then, I saw that Carrie reviewed it and I knew that I wanted to try it since I trust her opinion.

I was sent the two current flavors, apples and cinnamon and strawberries, to test out.  Currently, Huma is undergoing an Indiegogo campaign to get two more flavors on the market: blueberries and mangos. The blueberries one sounds delicious!

 Yummy!

Admittedly, I did not try these gels out on the run. Since I received them close to Musselman I didn't want to mess my stomach up. However, that is one of the claims of this energy gel, that it won't give you stomach problems. Still, I wanted to be safe and tested both out prior to two bike rides.

These gels taste great! I tried the apples and cinnamon flavor before a 38 mile ride with Mike and Amber (though, Mike did get a flat). It sustained me until about an hour into our ride when I started to take energy chews.  I never felt like it messed up my stomach either. I would eat this energy gel for dessert (semi kidding)!

The strawberries energy gel was just as good, though I would pick the apples and cinnamon one if I could only pick one to have forever.  I took that one before a 34 mile ride with Amber, Greg and Mike. I didn't even take any water with it (though I would not recommend that) and I never felt any stomach discomfort at all.

Huma energy gel not only tastes great and doesn't give you any stomach problems, it is also made of all natural ingredients. The apples and cinnamon flavor has 8 ingredients and the strawberries has 7 ingredients, and you can pronounce and recognize all of them!

The only cons that I found with Huma is that it is a little bit pricey and only available online (from what I researched anyway). However, if I can take it in during a long distance run, and not have it bother my stomach, then I would be a happy camper! I do want to try Huma energy gel some more to see if it would work with my training and racing.

I would definitely suggest that you try Huma energy gel!

I was provided Huma energy gels to try at no cost to me in exchange for a review. I was not compensated in any way and the thoughts and opinions expressed in this review are, as always, my own.

Monday, July 22, 2013

Volunteering at the 0 SPF Half Marathon

I hope you all had a wonderful weekend! Mike and I finished up our "recovery" week and we are now starting our 13 week marathon training plan that will hopefully get us to the finish line of the MDI Marathon. I am beyond excited to run my hometown marathon with my husband and lots of my friends!

Since we took it relatively easy this weekend, Mike and I volunteered at the inaugural TrailsRoc 0 SPF Trail Half Marathon. While we would have loved to run it, though it is a hard course, I didn't think it would be a smart idea to do it the weekend after Musselman. We love volunteering so it was the perfect opportunity!

The #trailsroc banner near the start line

This was TrailsRoc first race and the race director, Eric, is one of our friends. He, his wife Sheila and the rest of the TrailsRoc crew put on a great race for the runners that braved the trails on Saturday. We were honored to be a part of the day!

Sheila had messaged us on Facebook the day before telling us our assignment, the bottom of the "mountain" on the course and asked us if we wouldn't mind picking up some stuff from their house. We got to The North Face, near where the race would start, around 6:45am on Saturday and got the rest of the information for volunteers.  

Mike and I set out to our assigned area and set up our table, water coolers and waited for the early starters.

There they go, off into the trail head

Our assigned area was at one of the road crossings (where the majority of volunteers were stationed for safety) and runners were required to cross at the light.  I stood close to the turn and directed the runners to go to the light, where Mike was waiting for them to tell them if it was safe to cross and how to enter the trail head on the opposite side of the road. We had some wrong turns but we got everyone onto the course quickly.

After the normal start runners went by, and I cheered on new and old friends alike (including a blog reader), Mike and I had some time to kill. He went to Starbucks to get us some food and drinks, and I stayed back with our table just in case someone came back and to watch our stuff.

 Two (four) thumbs up for #trailsroc!

Then we waited. We placed bets on when the first runner would come through, Mike said 9:51am and I said 9:59am. Well, Mike won the bet! The first runner caught us off guard and he crossed in the wrong spot (not at the light) and then Mike and I decided one of us should cross the street so that runners knew they had to go back to the light to cross.

From then on it was a lot of directing runners to the appropriate crossing and telling them when it was safe to cross. I also helped direct them to the water and helped fill water bottles when I could. Everyone looked exhausted, but they only had a little bit left to go (about a mile).

After the last runner came through, it had started to pour before he did, Mike and I packed up our stuff and headed back to the finish line to help clean up.

 Eric, the race director, in all his glory

More of us after the race

The race was a success! Everyone did an amazing job to make sure the runners had a great time and were safe out on the trails and at road crossings. I can't wait to see how this race develops, and hopefully race it one year!

Have you volunteered yet this year?

Friday, July 19, 2013

Final Musselman 70.3 Thoughts

Did you miss the recaps? Check out the swim, bike and run!

I hope you didn't think I was done talking about our first 70.3, because I'm not!

Still smiling, next time I need a photo with Mike

I've had a few days now to think about what Mike and I accomplished and how the race really went, and what I want to do differently next time. Because, of course, there is going to be a next time and a time after that and a time after that, and well you get the idea. 

After finishing Seventy. Point. Three. Miles. wow, is what comes to mind first. Before April 2011, I never even dreamed of doing anything like that, at all. 

A true comparison of couch to Half Ironmen

I don't think I am better than people who haven't done a 70.3, for some that isn't their dream. I do, however, think that I am a better version of me than I was in the hours before I became a Half Ironman.

Did the race go perfectly? Ha, not even close, but it wasn't a disaster either. The swim was basically perfect, with the exception of starting a little wide and getting stuck in some of the seaweed in the shallower part of the course. 

Smiley all day

Focused and determined

The bike is probably what I am the most determined to improve on for next time. I did get 15mph, just barely, but I really wanted 16mph or above. With our new bikes I am going to get even faster and I just need to trust that my legs aren't going to die on me. Mike killed the bike with almost 19mph (his watch said 19.2 but we both had over 56 miles as the distance) and I want to be as close to that as I can.

Am I racing or modeling?

So serious

I handled my nutrition well on the bike, I could have maybe taken in one more round of energy chews but I definitely felt like I had enough in me calories-wise. Mike took water from the aid stations, and ditched two of his bottles in the process, but I never did. I should have after I ran out of plain water, I had water with nuun in it but I usually don't drink that very much while racing.  I am definitely going to take in more water next time, especially if it is hot!

Getting more comfortable being in aero

Mike needs this photo!

For someone that does not do well in the heat, picking a 70.3 right in the middle of July may not have been the best decision I have ever made (and yea, I realize that Ironman Louisville is going to be worse). Musselman did a great job of providing water, ice, sponges, etc. out on the run course so that people didn't overheat. I never noticed anyone pass out or need medical attention on the run (although I'm sure that there were people who did).

 Yep, still smiling

I said right after the race was over that I was disappointed in how often I had to walk, and Greg told me that I shouldn't be because it was 86 degrees out (probably actually hotter than that).  Next time I would like to run more, even if it is slow, and try to push myself even more. For my first 70.3, finishing was the main goal but I really wanted to come in the 6 hour range, and I was 6 seconds off of that goal.

When I saw the clock, I thought I was a few minutes above 7 hours thinking I had a 5 minute buffer not 7 minutes
Thinking about the race on Monday night, I realized that if I hadn't waited for water at the water stop around mile 9 (where they ran out and were filling a bucket), I would have come in under 7 hours. Mike told me that there were probably lots of other "what if" situations that I could play back over and over again in my mind, but that one is a pretty big "what if". What if I had just kept going when I saw they were out of water? Would I have gotten to the finish line faster or would I have slowed down because of dehydration? Who knows, but you better believe next time I am coming in well under 7 hours. 

 I AM a Half Ironman!

Don't get me wrong, I am SO proud of us! There were a few days there that we weren't even sure if Mike was going to race because of his bike crash and then he had only swam once in about three weeks before the race. He hadn't done a long run of more than 9 miles since well before the B.A.A. 10K and he dominated Musselman! I know he isn't that happy with how his run went, he walked a lot, but I am so proud of him. Even more proud of him than I am of myself. 

Almost there!

I wish I could have seen this moment!

I'm not sure when our next 70.3 is going to be, we are doing a sprint in August (just registered last night) and a Half Ironman relay in September but other than that there are no more triathlons for us this year. Next year we have BIG plans. We are doing a 100 mile triathlon in June and Ironman Louisville in August, so there may not be time for another 70.3. We'll see.

There's one thing that I wouldn't change. I wouldn't change who we had with us for support. Amber and Greg amaze me more and more, and I am so thankful that DailyMile brought them into our life. Sarah and Mark picked up our spirits at just the right times and Mike's parents were there to bring us in to the finish.

Why I didn't get a picture with these three I'm not sure, oh wait because I was a little delirious at the finish

I can say with 100% certainty that there are a few more people that I wish had been there for us in person. They were there for us in our hearts but seeing them would have brought even bigger smiles to our faces on Sunday.  Without a doubt, I hope that my parents, and even my brother, can make it to our first full Ironman next August. We'll need more support there than ever!

Thanks for indulging me with all these posts about our first 70.3. It is kind of like your wedding day, you dream about it for so long and then it is finally there and it goes by in a blur. I wanted to record as much as possible before little details started to get lost!

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Musselman Triathlon Recap - Run Leg

Did you miss the swim and bike legs? Check them out here and here

I came into transition after the bike and grabbed all of my running stuff and made my way out onto the course. Volunteers wished me luck by name, our names were on our running bibs, and I ran on the path along the lake.

Less than a half mile in, I saw Amber and Greg. Amber was holding this:

My sweet boy

I got a little emotional when I saw it and said, "aww it's my Bern!" As I ran by them Amber told me to have fun and I said, "it's hot". 

I had to tell myself to slow down the first mile, I hit 8:59 and knew I really needed to slow down or I wasn't going to make it. I drank from my handheld, it was warm, and poured some of the water on myself. I told myself to try to make it 3.1 miles before walking and I was doing a pretty good job. 

As we ran along the race course, similar to the last leg of Seneca7, I could see people running toward the finish line. I didn't think I would see Mike out on the run course but I still looked out for him anyway. A spectator told me I looked good and I continued through Lakefront Park. I got to the first water stop and took some water and poured most of it on myself.

I had slowed my pace down but I was still running. Until I got to the second aid station at about 2.5 miles and then I got stuck behind people and I was forced to walk. I tried not to let it interrupt my flow, but I started walking a lot after that point. 

 Mike at mile 9.5

We made our way up a grassy hill, I walked, and then there was another aid station. I took more water and dumped it on myself. This is when people started to offer to spray us with hoses and I took up any offer that I could! My watch freaked out on me and went into time/date mode, but luckily I was able to get it back to training mode and locked the bezel. 

Around 4 miles we ran by Houghton House and there was a group of musicians that were playing music in this area, but when I went by they were taking a break. The music they had playing during the break was very somber and someone said, "this sounds like death march music". I agreed and noted that peppier music would be better. 

Mike at mile 11, getting sprayed by a hose

 Thumbs up!

Right before the mile 5 aid station, I took my first (and only) energy gel. It was so warm that it was spewing out of the packet, but I got most of it down. I dumped out my water bottle and refilled it with cold water and ice at the aid station. 

The next point I told myself to get to was 6.5 miles, because then I would be half way. I trudged along, alternating between walking and running, and focused on trying to keep as cool as possible. I had to walk up most of the hills, but it was a survival technique since I don't do well in the heat and it was approaching 90 degrees outside. 

My slowest mile, I'm assuming, was mile 7. There was a huge gravel hill that I had to walk up and at this point I started chatting with a Towpath bike triathlete (the shop where we bought our bikes). He said that it was too hot for this stuff and I agreed, but said we could do it and it wasn't as bad as a marathon. When we made it to the top of the hill there was a reggae group playing music and a downhill approaching. 

Mike approaching the finish 

 Waves to our peeps

I forget when I did it, but I took HEED at one of the aid stations and it messed up my stomach. I made sure to drink a lot of water after to try to get it to settle and that's when I knew my second energy gel at mile 10 wouldn't be used. 

The next mile mark I wanted to hit was 8.5 miles, and then I wanted 10 miles, but unfortunately around 8.05 miles my watch died. It had been saying low battery for a little while and then it finally went blank. I figured that would happen since I had been messing with it to see what time it was a few times. 

 Mike with the best support ever, Amber and Greg, and Mike with his parents

I walked up a hill around 9 miles and got to the aid station. I had dumped out the water in my handheld and wanted to refill it, but when I got to the station there wasn't any water! They were filling it in a bucket and I filled my bottle with a few cups of ice and as soon as they were walking the bucket over I walked over and dunked my handheld into the bucket. I didn't get much water but it would get me to the next aid station.

At mile 9.5, I found out later, I was running down a hill and heard someone in the distance say, "go, Jamie!". I didn't recognize them at first but as I got closer I saw Sarah, Mark and their dog Kiva. They picked up my spirits and cheered me on as I ran by. 

 So happy to see familiar faces

At this point I knew we were getting close to the part of the route we had already run on and I said to a guy near me, "we're almost back to familiar territory". We turned right and ran along the sidewalk and at the mile 10 aid station I grabbed more water. 

I wished I knew how I was doing, but since my watch had died I had to just keep moving forward. We ran down a hill, not the grassy one, and back down onto a dirt area and through a tunnel to Lakefront Park. 

At the next aid station I refilled my handheld one more time and poured some water on myself. I was walking and then I saw Sarah and Mark again. Sarah said that the cool water must have felt good and I said hi to Kiva as I walked by. Since they were right there I didn't want to walk for too long and I got myself moving again, though briefly. 

"Kiva!"

Taking off again

The final 2ish miles were tough. It was so hot and I made really small destination goals, and didn't always make it while running. I felt like I was walking a lot more than running but at least I was moving. I grabbed some water at the last aid station and someone asked if I was alright, I could only nod yes. I only thought that I didn't want to be moving anymore around the 12 mile mark.

I kept running and thought, just get to that tree, that sign, etc. I made it to the park and found the last spot I was going to let myself walk to and started to run. I was less than a mile away from the finish line and as I rounded the corner, there they were. 

My people. I saw Greg first and then I saw Mike and Amber. Amber was holding the Bernie sign and Mike had a medal around his neck (which made me pump my fist). I saw Mike's parents who had come to see the finish and they said I looked strong. I laughed on the inside because I thought it was because all of the walking I had done.

Here I come!

 Smiling at Mike and knowing he finished

I approached the finish line and saw the time. I heard my name called and I crossed the finish line. I had done it! I was a Half Ironman!

I got my medal and glow in the dark Nalgene bottle and almost walked away before they cut my chip off of me. Someone asked me if Mike's mom was my mother-in-law and I barely could get out yes and they said they heard my name called and knew Mike's mom. They congratulated me and I got out a thank you and found a spot to sit down. I hoped that everyone would just come find me. I saw Amber and Greg and Amber handed me a cranberry juice, and then Mike and his parents came over.

Yummy juice

I don't know what I'm doing

I'm tired, hot and I don't feel well

Mike sat down next to me, we kissed and then everyone said congratulations. I was hot and tired still, and not feeling the greatest but overall I was happy. We had done it! Mike told me how his bike went (fast!) and he said he had finished under 6 hours. We took a few photos, got our stuff out of transition, packed up the car and then headed home (we didn't even change out of our clothes). 

 With our recycled cog medals, small people got bigger ones haha

This was an amazing, challenging, rewarding experience. I can't thank our support enough. Seeing Sarah and Mark on the run made a huge difference, I probably would have been slower if it wasn't for them. Mike's parents drove to see us finish and we really appreciated it.

Amber and Greg. What else can I say about them that I haven't said before? They are amazing. Their smiles, the signs, the photos, texting everyone (including my parents who couldn't make it) about our progress, giving us juice and chocolate milk at the finish and being there ALL DAY (they woke up earlier than us on race day). I can't thank them enough. We would have finished without them, I know we would have, but them being there made it so much sweeter. 

We owe them a lot. We're going to owe them more because if I know them, and I do, they are going to make the trek to Louisville next year to see us become Ironmen. Not many people would do that. 

We had an amazing weekend, thank you to those who sent well wishes, congratulations, etc. Mike overcame a bike crash and became a Half Ironman and I couldn't be more proud. We are going to do even better next time!

Run Leg (13.1 miles) - Jamie: 2:39:08, Mike: 2:24:53
Finishing Times - Jamie: 7:00:05, Mike: 5:57:59

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Musselman Triathlon Recap - Bike Leg

Did you miss the swim leg? Check it out, here

After getting out of the water, I quickly got my stuff together and ran out the bike exit. I got to the mount line and got on my bike. I had some issues getting my left foot clipped in, I was riding without being clipped in anyway, but then I eventually got settled in.

The bike course takes you out of Seneca Lake State Park and onto the roads of Geneva, and elsewhere. It is very country with a lot of rolling hills and some pretty sweet flat/downhill areas. There is only one really tough hill on the course and I had all of this information since I had already ridden the course once prior to race day.

Around the same time, Mike was mounting his bike

 Off he goes!

The first 14 miles or so travel along route 96A, there are a bunch of rolling hills in this section and I was taking it relatively easy at this point. I saw a fellow RATs member say hi to me on the bike, he was in the second wave, and then Mike passed by me immediately after him. This was around 1-2 miles in. Mike made a joke about how three is company, ha, and I told him to not draft anyone and then he was on his way.

I tried to keep up a good pace, but not go out too fast, and a lot of people who I had passed on the swim started to pass me. During this time an official race vehicle (motorcycle) went by and a fellow participant said, "today isn't the day to draft". They were out in full force!

About an hour in, I was around 14 miles at this point, I took my second set of nutrition (I took some about 5 miles in since I needed to refuel after the swim). Then I made one of the first major turns and we were on a less traveled road.

The next section along route 414 North is pretty sweet. It was one of my favorite parts of the training ride and Sunday was no different. I started to pick it up, I hit over 20 mph at one point, and saw a few people on the side of the road fixing flats. I also saw a lot of Amish horse and buggies.

Around 24 miles we made a right hand turn and there was an aid station immediately on the road. When I got there a few volunteers were waving us to stay far to the left and I was really confused why they had us go through such a tight space, and then I saw her.

A fellow racer had crashed at the aid station and she was on the ground as I rode by her. I hoped she would be alright, and that was one time during the ride I worried about Mike slightly, and continued on my way. We later found out she is in guarded condition.

 I thought about this guy a lot out there

This section of the ride was a little rough and my aero bottle was banging around. Soon we were on smooth road and another biker mentioned something about this. We made a turn onto a country road, another sweet part of the course, and I took in the views of Cayuga Lake.

Right before we turned onto route 89, we had to slow down because it was such a hard right after a downhill. I (and the others around me) made the turn just fine and continued on. I was approaching two hours and I took in some more nutrition. I had also refilled my aero bottle a few times at this point.

I got into the little ring right before the turn at mile 33 and made my way up the worst part of the course. The hill was a little rough but I passed a few people on my way up and my friend, Solveig, passed by me. I said her name and we acknowledged each other.

I definitely slowed down at this point but I knew I would have a few more opportunities to pick up the pace. I made a few more turns and then clocked one of my fastest miles of the day: 23mph! All throughout the bike leg I was getting compliments on my bike and at one point another rider said, "I love the green and pink combo, very preppy!"

Eventually we made a weird turn and headed down a road toward Sampson State Park (and by one of the penitentiaries on the course). I knew that there was a little, but deceiving, hill at the bottom and I made sure to be in a lower gear and then entered the park. The gates are usually closed but for race day they open them up for us. At this point I saw another race vehicle go by and made sure I wasn't drafting. My aero bottle was rattling a lot at this point and I saw that the splash guard was about to fall off the straw and I stuffed it into my tri top's pocket.

I'm sure this was around the time Mike was finishing up his leg

A little sideways from trying to read Amber and Greg's sign

I was starting to run out of water at this point, but I had some water with nuun in it and drank that. I should have taken a bottle at one of the aid stations but I didn't, I did do a good job with nutrition though. There was one point through the park that my stomach started to bother me (and I also threw up a little in my mouth) and I worried about the run coming up. I was also getting hot and wanted to be back to transition.

 I had to remember this out there

Finally, we left the park and made our way along East Lake Road. I was able to pick up the pace again and knew I was going to be slightly over my goal time (3:30). Then I made one of the last turns back toward Geneva.

I turned into the park (going out and in we had to ride over a tarp type thing so we had to take it slow) and I made my way back to transition. I saw Amber and Greg on the sidelines, with another funny sign, and pedaled on my way.

This made me smile

 Pedaling away, in the pink shorts

I got to the dismount line and ran my way into the transition area. A volunteer said I looked good and I just focused on getting to my spot. It took me a little while to get there and I grabbed my stuff: running socks, shoes, SPIbelt with my number, handheld and energy gels. I also changed the mode on my watch and I ran out of there. I didn't even look to see if Mike's bike was there, but I figured it was.

I ran out of transition and all that was left was a half marathon.

Bike Leg (56 Miles) - Jamie: 3:43:18 (15.1mph), Mike: 2:58:23 (18.9 mph)
Transition 2 - Jamie: 3:02, Mike: 3:16