Friday - Ocean swim at the cove. I haven't swam in the ocean in quite a few months, and this welcomed me back to it. Good size waves and ocean currents left me a little uneasy during the swim. Dinner at Jose's with some beers calmed my nerves.
Saturday - (Morning) Kayaked for the Lavaman team doing their final 2 mile swim. Waves did not subside one bit from Friday evening, and was a little unnerving trying to keep track of 60 or so people - some of which who weren't exactly veterans of the pacific.
After putting down some grub, I headed up to O'side to watch fellow IMLP compatriot Dan Altobello finish up his first half ironman. He did a great job, it was great to see him, Dave Wilcox, and Dianna Black finish and look good afterwards. Great job to JP and co-worker Brian Crain. Here is Dan on the run as I was trolling around the race site...
Finally, around 3pm, I started my long bike ride. It was cold, cloudy, and windy. The wind made the 3 hour ride very tough since it seemed like I always had a headwind. Not gonna lie, I wanted to do more, but after 3 hours and kind of a long day, I was happy to cut the ride a little short, and be off that rig. I made a quick stop at chipotle for a barbacoa burrot bol, and feasted on that with a brewski while watching Into the Wild. This was one of the few movies that I think actually lived up to it's hype. I was told by a few people that this movie was "right down my line", and man, what a great freakin story - it def struck a chord with me.
Sunday - Iron Mountain Brick baby! 29 Mile bike, followed by 5.6 miles of running up (with an emphasis on up) and down Iron Mountain. The purpose of the workout was to get in some heat training for wildflower, hence the 12:30pm start time. Seeing as though mother nature didn't bring the necessary hot conditions, I opted to do the workout with leg warmers, arm warmers, and a jacket. I felt great on the bike, but the run is what made the workout. I felt GREAT on the run - my breathing was in rhythm with my cadence, the hills didn't really get to me, I never walked, and just kept a great pace - all with being overdressed. It wasn't the same as 88 degrees in a half iron, but I'll take what I can get!