Thought to get a quick post up about the toughest day, for me, but also one of the best ever.
The 9:37 you will see on the scoreboard tells so little. Thankfully, the Garmin’s tell a whole different one. The Garmins, which don’t measure time spent next to the side of the road, waiting for an irate draft marshal to calm down giving me a 6 minute penalty for almost falling off my bike in the crosswinds, will also show you the 12 odd minutes I spent in 4 toilet stops on the run. They total a 9:14 with my fastest run ever (3:14) and a 4:59 ride. They do not, however, show you the 3-4 minutes I spent waiting for my special needs bag to arrive on the bike.
I wish they could show the emotional hell I went through in km 115-155 on the bike, where I had to face my biggest competitor yet – myself. Gosh, those were dark times, but I came through with a smile.
Really though, the day was amazing and the body performed well under stressful conditions (45 degrees ambient heat on the bike) and crazy winds, fighting a temperamental stomach which had too much sugar in it.
The biggest congrats for the day goes out to Ray Tissink, who silenced every critic he has ever had. You rock, Ray. I will attempt to put the words together tomorrow, but really, this is Ironman and no words will ever describe the day I had. The frustration, the elation, the euphoria of coming through the bad patches and the reality that history will show I had an off day today. Thankfully I know better and I am smiling ear to ear because I dominated every doubt and fear I had out there today.
Congrats to Macca and Rinny for their amazing performances today. They are true champions.