Part of the rocks/trail I climbed
over to get a better view of the swim area
Then I noticed a bunch of people climbing the side of the hill to watch the swimmers so I decided to join them. After watching a couple waves, I climbed back up the hill and met up with the rest of the family.
A much better view from the hillside (top) and the Tri athletes awaiting their swim wave (bottom)
There was a short run from the swim to the actual bike transition area~some athletes were running with wetsuits, some barefoot and some covered in sand and dirt from what I assume is a fall during that first short transition. There was one young athlete that stopped several times to fight waves of nausea/dry heaving. My heart went out to this young lady~I can just imagine the mix of nerves and adrenaline following the swim!
The athletes make their way from the swim to the bike transitionThen we made our way over to the bike transition area so I could watch and maybe pick up a tip or two. I witnessed a mother and daughter team dressed alike at the transition -I don't know their "story"-Is the Mother a survivor? Is the daughter?-but the daughter was obviously an athlete and had done this before. She was so patient helping her Mom out in the transition area, getting her gear together, her helmet on and getting Mom onto her "cruising" bike while the daughter jumped onto her very nice tri bike. It brought tears to my eyes. Someday would Lola and I be doing races? Could I get my Mom in a place physically where we could do something like this together? Or even the three of us?
Bike Transition (obviously)
Taking a break with Lola from dancing-we have some sweet moves!
We then moved onto another area to watch the bike portion of the race. On our way there we stopped at the event field where a few of the vendors were set up and got ice cream for the girls. Lola and I danced around like fools to the super loud music because that's what we do!
Then we watched the bikes for a while-cheering everyone on!
The athletes start the 15 mile bike portion of the Tri just after transition
It was getting late in the day and it was time to get going. I really did not want to fight traffic like we had coming into the event. Lola was getting restless, Sara and Emma were getting bored and I could tell my Mom was getting tired too.
The framed pic from Mom and Dad. I have yet to figure out the perfect spot for it!
I will definitely be a part of Tri for the Cure next year-as a volunteer and hopefully an athlete as well. As soon as I find out when registration is for the 2011 event you bet I will be up at midnight to get online. Maybe I will be one of the lucky ones and get a spot. If not, I will be cheering on everyone who does get in.
Oh and by the way, I'm still waiting for a call from Maine Cancer Foundation telling me I won that beautiful green bike! I hope they get their phones fixed soon because that I can't image WHY they have not called me yet!!