However, if it were not for Luca waking up, we would have no one to take this super cool picture of the whole crankskins.com team heading out before the big ride.
The ride started off well. We rode south, gradually uphill for the first 15 miles. We were clipping right along until Manuel decided it was time to get a flat tire. How selfish. Anyway, it is good practice. The rest of the team used this time to duck behind the giant prehistoric plants behind us and take care of some excess fluids in the body.
|Approximately 20 miles in. Notice we are still all smiles.|
|Manuel was off at the local bike shop getting some extra tubes.|
I loved the t-shirt of the young woman who took our photo:
|Luca and Julian found this t-shirt absolutely hilarious.."you know... because|
they are saying warm you buns, like you butt."
On the way back, guess who got another flat tire? You guessed it, Manuel. This time, Adam wasn't very enthusiastic—or anyone else—about Manuel trying to change another flat. He decided to do the dirty work himself. Could it be that he found Manuel's nearly 30-minute flat repair a tad tedious?
Oh yes, it was great joy. Adam fixed the flat in under ten minutes (good thing we weren't racing!) We went another couple miles down the road when... you guessed it, Manuel suffered his third flat of the day. It turns out that really deep gouges in a tire are not the best thing in ensuring a flat-free ride. Anyway, by this point, I have to admit, we were all growing steadily annoyed at the continual stops, especially me. Finally, I told Manuel that I had to keep spinning. He totally understood.
When we got back to my house (minus Scott who had to get back to his wife and baby daughter,) we threw on our sneakers and went out for an hour run. The legs were okay. Nutrition and hydration are really the keys for me. Adam and I ended up pulling away from Manuel and Mike a little bit. I was a little surprised because Mike is such a strong runner—a marathoner with several to his credit—but he competed in his first HIM this year and has not had a lot of experience running off the bike yet. When we all got back, we decided it was a perfect opportunity to go out and get some milkshakes. I was the champion of my family that day coming back with milkshakes for everyone.
|Hey look Alexa and Kelly, I AM wearing a shirt!!|
I followed up my 80 mile ride and 10k with a 16 mile run on Sunday. I ran from my house to a public beach on Lake Ontario. It was pretty cool. At the very end of my run I envisioned myself running the last couple miles of Ironman with people cheering. I even threw up my arms at the end of my run to practice my triumphant finish line cross. My family was there on the beach waiting for me. I immediately jumped in the lake to get a minor ice bath. I had a scary thought:
The wind was whipping really hard and the waves were about 4 to 5 foot swells. I thought if Lake Erie is like this for Rev3, I am in some serious trouble. I may need a one man submarine to navigate the swim course. I mean, it is one thing swimming in the calm and placid waters of the finger lakes, and a completely different thing swimming in this huge pond. Luckily, the race organizers have a secondary swim course in case the waters get a little too treacherous for you average mortal swimmer.
I am managing to get in all my "competitive weeks" workouts in, but it has been challenging. I have a 1:30 run and a 2 hour bike ride scheduled for today. I think I may have to truncate the bike a little bit because of time. I am working all day and am going to take the boys to soccer tonight. Then the wifey has a rehearsal. Tag team parenting at its finest!
None of you guessed where the beautiful campus is that I will be teaching this year. Here's a hint: it is in the town of my favorite HIM! I leave you with this lovely picture of the wifey and me: