Tara - Day 8

Swim: 5000m, 1:20 or so
Bike: 63K or so, 2:05
Run: Nothing for me again!

(25K bike to Rabbit Island for start of triathlon: 2Kish swim, 40K TT, no 10K run for me)

This morning started with a pool swim of 3K (for only three of us because Scott, Lou and I were the only ones to do the 3000m for an extra point) and the “events”. We started with the 400IM long course race which is always hilarious to watch as fit triathletes nearly drown in the butterfly section. Of course, watching Bevy do breaststroke was even more comical because he does he most massive butterfly kick that I am surprised there was any water left in the pool. Thanks for those laughs Bevan James Eyles!! Next up was the 200m kick and considering my dud leg, I was surprised to come in about 4th place. I am not a great kicker which goes to show you how we triathletes really do not kick. Finally we did the 50m freestyle sprint that left Scott and I feeling embarrassed that we could actually swim that slowly, while Ken the speedster pulled of the fastest split of the day! When I dove in on that last event, I pulled my hamstring pretty well so wasn’t too happy about that.

After breakfast, we cycled to Rabbit Island (Steven took the ‘long’ route when he thought there were two from our group up ahead going the wrong way and went ahead to catch them to let them know) for the start of the triathlon. It was a beautiful beach. It was hot and the water was very warm. Oh, and very wavy! John Newsom measured the course at 1500m but it was definitely more like 2K! I once again missed the lead train, and exited with my Lou. I had to walk all the way to transition so my T1 time was possibly the slowest time in the history of transitions and I started the bike just behind Del who massively passed me in transition. He was looking so strong on the bike and I could not catch him. I pushed as hard as I could on the ride and came in to transition wishing I could do the run. Nope. Not possible. Instead I cheered everyone else on with those McDonalds and awesome support guys and gal. It was fun to watch the battles unfold and to analyze all the different running gait styles. It was stinking hot out there and everyone did a great job to finish the camp with a nice strong run.
Many drinks and laughs were had on the last day of the camp, reminiscing about the 8 days of insanity that had just unfolded.