We did it! We are Ironman finishers!
It was such a whirlwind when we arrived as we had to get all of our gear in the right places, check-in, and attend pre-race meetings, but all when off with out a hitch. Our emotions flip flopped from anxiety and fear to excitment and anticipation all way up until the cannon rang out on race morning.
We drove the bike course on Friday evening and when the SUV had to down shift every few minutes as we climbed another hill my heart skipped a few beats. We didn't train for this course and comments from previous years competitors about the gusty winds made my heart skip a beat. We then decided to grab a bite to eat, sushi (starch) vs. the suggested carb fest, why start going by the rules this late in the game?
The coolest gekos live on the big island!
This was the view from our room. We stayed at the host hotel and it was breathtaking. This beautiful resort lies in the middle of miles and miles of lava fields. It was like driving through mars as we drove down the HWY.
Swim~1.2miles

We started the day with a swim in the warm, clear waters of Hapuna Beach State Park, recognized as one of the world's best beaches. Conditions were perfect with no currents, full visibility, and Chris and I both set personal records for the swim. The swim was over before I knew it as I finished in 34min. and Chris cut his normal time in HALF coming in at 48min. We ran up the hills to our bike and set out to give our all on the challenging road to Hawi.
Bike~56 miles



Triathletes who ride this road say there is a power in this land that challenges them not only to their physical best but also requires inner fitness - the willingness to be open to the conditions the island extends on race day.

Today the conditions were great with no winds and free of vog (volcanic fog). The weather challenge of the day was the unforgiving sun and the consistent sight of another hill to climb. With the climbs, there came descents, but the inner fortitude and brut strength that it took to keep pedaling up again and again is all I can remember.

This was the best refreshment on the race. We secured laminated photos of Jake with words of encouragments onto our handlebars and Chris and I both agreed that the picture pulled us through of the bike.
Run~13.1 miles

The run course did not dissapoint as it winded up and down hill after hill taking competitors on grass, pavement, through lava fields, and on a little service road I like to call " The road to hell and back". Half of the people that passed me on the bike were hurled over on the run course with cramps, illness, and exhaustion. It felt so good to jog slowly past them ;) The grass was like quicksand, the pavement was like a sledghammer to the knees, and the lave fields felt like you were running through an oven. The road to hell and back was particularly tough and at the 10mile mark Chris' calf cramped up. Blisters were inevitable and Chris currently has at least 5 on his feet...ouch.
Then came the finish line and the refreshing site of shade. I finished in 6:16 and Chris came in at 8:09. The finishers high has never felt so good and we are still excited about the physical and mental challenges that we have overcome. It was great to experiece this together and know that we will return in years to come.
What hurts the most after a long grueling race? The sunburn! We have semi-permanent tatoos of our race numbers on our arms. Very nice.
This was a race in which every detail is meticulously attended to. The result was the experience of a lifetime that will linger long after muscle aches and pains have gone away.

Jake was all smiles when we picked him up from auntie Carol's. We went out for sushi and he loved the cali rolls!
Thanks for all the love and support everyone!





