SWIM 370 yards or so, kinda, maybe
BIKE 6 miles
RUN 1 mile
I'm not logging times, they aren't relevant and they're posted right there to read!
Really the only thing to comment on here is the swim. I tried to secure some poolage for us, but A2 is a bunch of *#*#&@^ and all their pools are closed excepting one. And that particular one required me to get on a computer at 6am to battle the regulars for some pool time. And I'd need two logins, and two separate lanes, but again A2 is a bunch of *#*#&@^ and they wouldn't allow two people from the same household share a lane. Ugh.
So we swam in the Huron River behind the apartment. The swim GPS track is pretty poor, but we just went upstream to past the pedestrian bridge then back. I wish I had lap info on this, I think 80% of the time was going upstream. I was on my hands hanging on to rocks because if I let go I went the wrong direction. Sometimes the rocks were near the surface and my knees and feet banged into the rocks. But I loved it, and like I said it's not the stupidest swim I've ever done.
LA cut his hand and I had a minor cut on my foot, so we took a break before the bike. I think we had a 1.5 hour T1. Thankfully T1 was not included in the race time.
The bike was a route he knew that kinda crossed into yesterday's bike ride. I was unfamiliar with the streets, didn't like the stop/start, the cars, the potholes, and the randomness. Too random. So I was getting pissy about it, I didn't feel safe. I don't mind wandering, if wandering is the goal. That wasn't the goal, and my goal-obsessed brain couldn't handle it. Ugh, my bad.
The run was soon enough after the ride, we mostly walked our VA loop path.
That's my handsome many up in the picture. He's easy going and calm and willing to try things. I need to learn more of that.
LA did a triathlon!! And so did I, just 2 years after my SCAD hospitalization. I need to put that to rest now, move on, and quit letting it affect me. Really, gotta move on. Now's my chance.
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