T1: They had a "Clean Transition" set up? Nothing on the ground. It was awesome! I just put my stuff in a bag and headed off! Probably my best transition ever.
|T2 - Clean and Simple|
After about 5 minutes of drinking, eating, stretching, praying...I could slowly walk. 10 steps, maybe 20...then stretch. A slow walk turned into a stronger walk. I threw in a little shuffle, then walk, then jog, then cramp. Lather, rinse, repeat. It was a funny game I was playing with myself. I thought I had it sorted out about the 3 mile mark, just in time to see my boys and my wife. They deserved to see Daddy running. It wasn't graceful, but I was running. 4 mile mark, right turn...then UP UP UP UP! I actually laughed out loud. The road went up so steeply I couldn't believe it was part of the course. then I remember seeing Rachel Joyce and Miranda Carfrae from my bike. They were really suffering up this part of the run. Oh MAN this course is for real! I saw 150 people or so just walking ahead of me. As the road continued its course up the hill, my quads were not happy one little bit. I walked like an invalid for several hundred yards but finally made it to the top. "OK Blasquez...you did it. Let's consider this the start of the run, OK?!?!?!?!?" I started a slow jog, just rounding a wide curve and cresting the top of the climb. To my delight, there was an aid station at the top. Ice, water, a sip of flat coke, then down the other side of the hill. Yes, that's right. Down. The second the grade went down I felt exactly the way I did at the beginning of the run; completely locked up. Each step I took down the hill just locked up my quad again. I tried walking backward. I tried walking sideways. I even laughed to another racer (also tied in knots on the side of the road) telling him that I was "crabby" because I was actually walking sideways like a crab. The day pretty much stayed just like that for most of the run. By the time I had things sorted out I was 2 hours and 15 minutes into the run with 4 miles to go. That part was memorable. I reminded myself to remember where I was and how fortunate I was to be doing it. I was 4 miles away from finishing what's been a pretty tough trip.
I had struggled with 10 or so other runners for the past half hour. Now I was running though. I must have passed 30 people in the last half mile. Running down the shoot I saw my kids and my wife for the 4th time throughout the day! The clock went out the window and I ran to the edge of the mat for a couple heart felt hugs and sweaty kisses.
I have to sincerely thank ROKA wetsuits, Felt Bicycles, and Brooks Running for keeping me going. All three products worked perfectly. I've come to expect nothing else from each of them. My 2015 Ironman 70.3 North American Pro Championships St. George was not fast...but I'm really, really happy...and it's in the books. Unforgettable.
|Two days before we left for St. George I couldn't turn my head from one side to the other; neck & back spasms. Found a magician who did some voodoo! I learned what "cupping" is. Heck...I think it worked!?!?!?!?|
|The boys love the travel element. Always something new. Jeffrey (7, on the right) just asked. "Daddy....are there Ironmans in France? I want to go!|
|Jeffrey and Michael happy to finally be in Utah!|
|Left to Right: Brad Stegge (MaccaX) 6:31|
Bryan McNabb 5:33
Jeff Geiskopf 5:37
Glen McCauley 6:12
Ryan Borrowman (MaccaX) 5:31
Andy Blasquez (MaccaX) 7:23
|Mommy takin' great care of the boys! I love you babe!|
|Sorry it wasn't Tahoe buddy. We'll finish that one some day.|
|Ready to run! 1st Ironkids Run|
|Great job Boys!|
|All this is the reward.|
|Beautiful morning, and well organized. The moon made the morning really beautiful.|
|Let's go cousin.|
|you too, Tim Pickering. Keep up the great work, mate!|
|Well earned chill time. Mom and Dad resting...kids...have at the XBox!|