Ironman Weekend

Now for a post not dealing with infertility….

I think I mentioned a few weeks ago that E was getting ready to participate in his first I.ronman. He did a half I.ronman a few years ago when we were stationed in AZ, but this race was a different kind of challenge to take on.

When he came home from deployment, he was a little heavier than he’s used to and set out to find something to train for. He came across an I.ronman here in NC, but he would be right in the middle of unit training. The closest race that he would be able to participate in was in KY.

Training began in the middle of February. Every week, E ran, swam, and biked. As the weeks passed, the time spent on training increased. As much I missed him on the weekends, I knew the training was important. During the race, he would end up swimming 2.4 miles, biking 112 miles, and running 26.2 miles.

After months and months of training, race weekend was finally upon us. We split our drive up to KY into 2 drives since I just had my FET 2 days prior to leaving. We stopped in Knoxville, TN and had some great barbeque. The following day, we reached KY. We checked in at the athletes’ convention and bought some I.ronman gear. We attended the welcome banquet and checked out some local restaurants and attractions before race day. On Saturday, we had some amazing sandwiches at a grilled cheese restaurant and enjoyed organic cupcakes for dessert.

(Grilled cheese anyone?)
(Best chocolate cupcakes ever!)

Sunday morning came quickly. We were up at 4 AM and arrived at the race site around 5 AM. E dropped off his bike and his gear in the transition area and we started on the 1 mile walk to the swim start. The pro athletes started the race around 7:00 and the amateur athletes started shortly after. Since there were so many participants, E didn’t get in the water until about 7:30.

(That’s E in the green cap)
(Watching the sun rise over the Ohio River)
(One of the many bridges)

Even though I didn’t stay out and watch too much of the race, I did manage to see E at the end of every event. His times were impressive for his first time competing! He finished the swim in an hour and 12 minutes, finished the bike in 6 hours and 22 minutes, and finished the run in 4 hours and 50 minutes. His total time was 12 hours and 49 minutes. His goal was to finish the race in under 13 hours, so he did a great job!

(Finishing the swim)
(Finishing up the bike)
(Headed out on the run)
(Getting ready to cross the finish line)

He looked strong as he crossed the finish line, but had some problems walking after sitting down. We headed over to the medical tent and he was given an IV and a bag of fluid. He was craving fast food on the way back to the hotel, so at almost 11 PM, we grabbed some burgers and fries. We both collapsed around midnight and headed home the next morning.

(E – you are an I.ronman!)
What a whirlwind of a weekend! I’m so proud of E for setting a goal and accomplishing it. Even though he said at the end of the race that he never wanted to compete in an I.ronman again, he’s changed his mind and is already looking for another race. I would love to compete in a triathlon one day, but never an I.ronman. I’ll leave that to my professional athlete 🙂 
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5 thoughts on “Ironman Weekend

  1. Cassidy

    Your pictures remind me of the commercial of the husband rooting for his wife in that ultimate run. It's even sweeter that he's at the end still waiting for her with 'I love you' in the pizza box. On a lighter note, I am starting my fertility process this week since I just saw a fertility specialist!! Very exciting! I'm rooting for you too sweetie!

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