Got ready, wetsuit on and down to the beach…
Standing in the pen waiting to run into the sea with my training partner Castelli, we held hands, the volunteers in front of us allowing us into the water dropped their arms and off we went sprinting to the cold sea. The icy water hit our feet and we galloped over the waves till we were knee deep. I then stopped, cleaned my goggles, walked in slowly thinking, breathe, just breathe. Castelli turned and screamed to me, YEAH LETS DO THIS FRIEND!!
Goggles on, a butterfly dive into the shallow water and I though, YEAH LETS DO THIS!
The icy water was refreshing and I thought, I am making grrrreat time, made it past all the bouys and felt good.
Turned to start coming back and the sea changed, it was getting very choppy and the wind was picking up, I kept thinking, come on, swim is the best part, just keep swimming. Before I knew it I was swimming towards the beach. Out the water and pulling my wetsuit off like a pro I started running up the beach, crowds going mad and me cheering right back at them, YEAH BABY!! Up the stairs, through the water trays, boom boom boom, ok ok enough of that, time for a little walk.
Into the transition at last, that hill kills me every time, grabbed my bag, into the tent and wetsuit off, helmet on and cleats on. Off I went with my tiptoe run to my bike, got to the mounting line, spotted my hubby Kev, so stopped for a quick phot, I mean as one does, then off I went.
The roads were wet and the rain started spitting, flying down to the highway, left onto the highway and slowed down to a more respectable pace. Fellow team mates started to come past all shouting words of encouragement, it was great! Every time someone that I knew came past I pushed to keep up with them for as long as possible, then would slow down a bit catch my breath then carry on. Kept looking to the right for when the pros would come past, COME ON! The sooner the pros started going past the sooner I was to the turnaround point. At last they came, I screamed for all the ones I knew, remembering their trisuits. Racers my side prob thought I was a little crazy and thinking, they can’t hear you, but I was having such a good time trying to see who was in the lead. Before I knew it I was at the turn around point, great time!!
Now, as I went round I got into my resting bars, otherwise known as tribars. Off I went, I was flying, had a tail wind for the first time ever and was enjoying it. Past the water point, grabbed a high 5 juice, sang along and cheered with the crowds there and off I went. Next up, was the turn off the highway, did that and BAM there it was!!! That sneaky little 5km pull back to Buffalo city.
Just keep peddling, don’t stop peddling, you so close, come on come on.
Then my best part of the cycle, coming into town. The whole town is bouncing, music playing, crowds cheering, friends running past, first thing I thought, I gotta get there, I’m missing out!!!
Back to transition, another tiptoe to the tent, takkies on, crack the red bull and off I went, Yeah baby the run, LETS DO THIS!
Rounded the lighthouse and as I started to make my way past the finish line I saw my friend Mr Paul Kaye. I screamed to let him know I was coming past, and he shouted those words I love to hear, CHANTELLE, YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!!! Yes he said it he said!! That was enough to push me all the through to bunkers hill.
Was having so much fun, saw team mates coming in and was screaming to them about how amazing they looking and how well they doing and to take it home!! Clearly all very focused as they did the polite head nod or thumbs up.
Up bunkers hill and there was a lady shouting words of encouragement cheering waving and having fun, YAY it was my coach Lucie!! Hooray!! That cheer got me all the way up bunkers round to collect my elastic band and I was on route to the light house.
By this stage the stands were starting to fill up with athletes who had finished and were coming to cheer for others. I, of course obliged and waved and smiled and cheered. Off to my second loop, man it was hot out there. Up, around and back down, I was heading home. Then I saw it, that sign shining bright, the Wimpy sign, I am home!
Straightened out my posture, fixed my number belt, waved to my friends on the side cheering like mad and onto the red carpet, I bounced! BOOM! Across the finish line, medal around my neck, I turned round, looked at what was behind me and thought, man now that was fun! This is why I do it!