Guys. Want to hear something embarrassing?
I came in last place. That triathlon I did on Sunday? I literally came in last place.
There are reasons, which I'll cover, but take a minute to let that settle in. My time wasn't originally on the website because there was a mix-up with my number, so I e-mailed the company, and they responded to tell me they figured it out. Good news! Your time is on the website now! IN LAST.
At first I felt really embarrassed and foolish, and then I got over it.
I CAME IN LAST PLACE.
Now that that's done with...
- That was hard. Like, really hard. In order to psych myself up, I had convinced myself that it wouldn't be that hard. It. was. hard.
- I had an ear infection and I was recovering from a nasty flu. The interesting combo of sickness, events and weather led to a phenomenon that I'm going to call 'snot foam'. I'll let you use your imagination to flesh that out.
- My friend Katie surprised me and came with her son. Oh, and this sign:
- Swimming is usually easy for me, but after my first lap I was so weak, I could barely breathe. On the bright side, I could see and hear my niece and nephews and aunt and uncle and husband and brother and sister and friend cheering for me.
- Oh, because my sister and brother and their kids and my aunt and uncle came out to watch. With signs and donuts.
- During the downhill section of the cycling, I looked around and said, "What a beautiful day for a triathlon. Woohoo!"
- During the uphill section of the cycling, I yelled several times, "WHY AM I DOING THIS?"
- This video...
...is the reason I accidentally rode an extra 4km in the cycling leg, contributing to how very last I was. My dear husband was chasing me with an iPad and I missed the turn. Oops.
- On the last hill in the cycling, I was in first gear, crawling up and cursing, when a man in a gold triathlon suit (ie, tank top onesie) breezed passed me. Overall, I had really good will toward the other competitors, but in that moment, I wanted to murder him.
- The running leg was the best. People seemed excited and smiley, so I started calling out, "Good work! Way to go!"at the people running opposite me. Then people started shouting it back.
The last few weeks have been really tough for a lot of reasons, and I haven't been coping well. On Sunday, ten of my nearest and dearest showed up at UBC to support me, flu, ear infection and all. When I ran across the finish line, my family stood and cheered for me, and hugged me, and told me they were proud of me. It was the first-est last place in the whole world.