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This is the thread that brought me out of semi-hibernation. Oh, my marine friend?. You are in for your first day of boot camp all over again.
Who will the MadJack family be backing and at what odds?
In one corner we have the somewhat sultry (I say 34 and not a heffer qualifies her), sassy, super competitive non-member of the loyal gang that resides here more than a normal person should, and in the other corner the somewhat arrogant glorified navy man who may finish the race on all fours?
You want answers?
You want answers?
You can?t handle the truth (My all time favorite) :thumb:
Even a small race of this size will tax your body and make you feel like you just got whooped by that Army Ranger on your last leave. Can any person off the street do one and complete it? Yes. Will there be anybody at the finish line other than your family and maybe that girl along the way who thought you were making eyes at her (when actually it was just your eyes rolling back in your head) :shocked: to record the time? I dunno. Usually a small race is called after four hours and then they send the ?meat wagon? out searching for any ?race numbers? unaccounted for. :mj07:
I have done many triathlons (over 20) in the Northern Illinois/Southern Wisconsin area. At first I thought it might be the one in the Kettle Moraine area. Never, never attempt this one to take your virginity. The first hill right after you get out of the lake has a good percentage of the racers ?walking? their bike up that monster. Then I thought it was the one at Kegonsa State Park (I liked that one except for the fish smell :mj02: The Beloit swim is in a pool, and the Lake Winnebago one is too far north. I am not familiar with the one you are referring to.
I do know this though. You?ll have a smile on your face when you complete it and either vow to never do another one, or become addicted to the sport and start training seriously. It is definitely a ?feel-good? sport.
Close your eyes and picture the following scenario?? :bed:
You?re standing at the edge of the lake in your swim suit looking down wondering when that six-pack started getting hidden by that keg?? When the starter?s gun goes off you hit the deck looking for incoming while the others start their venture. When you finally get up in front of the confused spectators your adrenalin is pumping at the speed you thought you?d be breezing thru this race. You hurry to catch up and as you near the last set of kicking legs your goggles are kicked from your face. No problem, you?re not out deep enough in the lake yet and you can stand up and readjust your gear. This also gives you a glimpse of how far behind you are already. Still no problem as your arm turnover stroke rate and strong leg kicks gets you quickly up to the tail enders. (Here?s a hint to you that all triathletes know. You save your legs for the bike & run) That ?portly? guy you noticed on the beach that gave you the confidence in knowing you wouldn?t be last in the race somehow manages to block your route and the SOB kicks your goggles off again. Water?s a little deeper now and the turbulence caused by all those kicking legs keeps getting in your eyes as you struggle on your tip toes to fix the problem. :s1: There are a few others around you and your acute surveillance skills pick up on the clear path to the left of the dwindling pack. An attempt to go around them seems more logical now than trying to go through them. You?re amazed at your decision as your next long series of strokes finds no resistance. After a couple of minutes at your new found freedom you glance up to see how much you?ve closed on the leaders. It?s then that you realize that you?ve been swimming at a 45 degree angle away from the others and could possibly be in last place. Your freestyle swim now turns to the breast stroke (or God forbid the side stroke) as you ?inch? your way back to the course. ?What have you gotten yourself into? will continue to cross your mind many times more before you make out that $200 check to your opponent.
Swimming in a lake is nothing like the relaxation of laps in the pool There are no lines on the bottom to guide you to your destination. In addition to having a ?lost sense?in the open water you can also count on being splashed, scratched, pulled, kicked , dunked, swum over, and any other uncomfortable thing that can impede your race.
As you put your head down and trudge back to the disappearing group you finally realize you?ve made progress as you can feel the vibrations of other swimmer?s kicks. You smile to yourself as you have the renewed hope that ?anyone can do this.? It?s then that you discover that the swimmers now in your area are from the ?second wave? of contestants. You?re now surrounded by the female group that has caught up to you about an eighth way into your first leg of the race. Once again the kicking, clawing, and goggle removal have you spitting the foul smelling lake water out of your mouth as this time you have to tread water while making the adjustment. After an eternity in trying to accomplish this your male ego gives way and you fling these no good things as far from you as you can. With your head bobbing in the water and before you can get your face down in the water you hear one of those broads remark, ?out of the way Bozo.? Ahhh?..just what you need. More incentive!!!!
When you finally get to the buoy marker at the half way point you stop momentarily and hug it like the life guard you wish was there. Are those negative thoughts playing with your psyche again?? After what seems like a full work day you eventually near the shoreline where you started. As you get closer you decide to stand up and ?run? the final 100 yards left. Running is where you shine. Pay no attention to the stress you?re putting on those thighs. A new adrenalin rush will push you through the next two legs of the race with ease. You have successfully completed the event you were most worried about. Marines are usually the ?first to hit the shores? but this isn?t a war??or is it?? You never noticed the color of the sand before the race started with all those feet covering the mixture of sand & pebbles. Those sharp stones are now gouging into the soft, wrinkled bottoms of your feet caused by an overexposure to water. You look like a little ballerina at her first dance recital as your tip-toe movements are mixed with little squeals of pain. The beach is void of any racers except the ?heavy set aarp lady? almost completing her side stroke rendition of her racing prowess. Your ?sea-legs? bring you on the quest to find your bike. Why are you wobbling like a drunken sailor?
Estimated time for leg #1??????..22+ minutes
As you approach the bike rack in search of your Walmart Special you think about the possibility of jellyfish being in the lake. You know that?s not possible but why do your legs sting like that? Oh shoot?.you forgot the towel to wipe the sand from your feet before putting on your shoes. A little sand rubbing blisters on your feet is merely a minor inconvenience for a marine. Most of the ?big boys? in these races have their biking shoes for this portion of the race. To heck with those prima donnas. So what if my feet slip off the pedals while I?m spinning. I?m a marine. I can take more than getting my nuts crushed on that cross bar. But OUCH anyways!!!!
Never thought about that transition time between changing events. Consider yourself lucky to get on your bike before two more minutes have added on to your race time. And usually the time to find your bike amongst all the different ones hanging on the bars is utter chaos as you try to remember what color your bike was. This should not be a problem in your case as it will be easy to distinguish the difference in the two remaining. Yours is not that pink one with the cushy seat and fat tires (at least I don?t think it is) As you remove your bike to begin your trek you frantically search for the exit to the area. Where does the course begin?? Lucky for you one of the race officials has reluctantly stayed behind to show the way. Things should start cooking for you now.
Transition time???..2 minutes
Are you sure your foe in this contest isn?t dyslexic when she gave you the biking distance? Of course any race director can use any distance they want but a race with a half mile swim almost always has a bike leg of 20+ miles. Those proportions seem off to me :shrug: You sure she didn?t mean 21 instead of 12? Anyway?makes no difference to a marine. Legs should be spinning and the start of the run should arrive in short time. Just trying to figure out why it feels like pins pricking in my legs. Maybe I should have cut back on those frantic kicks trying to stay afloat in that tsunami. You keep thinking to yourself?surely I should have gone 12 miles by then. Yep?.just ahead I see the race director getting ready to motion me to the transition for the run. Wait?why does he keep circling his arms around like that? He wants me to go around that pylon. Crap!!!!!! That?s the turn around at the halfway point. Wish I?d remembered to bring my water bottle. Do other racers stop to puke along the way? Is my wife wondering where her hero is? And where the hell is Montezuma?
With the biking portion of the race now over the confidence level of our spirited MadJacker are boosted up three notches as he now knows he can start picking off those in front of him with his running abilities. Seven minute miles should have him blowing by those ?trained? so-called athletes.
Estimated time for leg #2???..49 minutes
Transition time????.1 minute as you search for your legs. The ?big boys? would be changing from their biking shoes to their running shoes. Haaaa?.look at the time you saved by doing the final two legs in your running shoes. Only slight drawback is you can?t feel them yet.
Thanks for the water honey. What?s that cheering in the background? Runners are already finishing the race. What the f?..
It now becomes apparent to you that those pre-race seven minute miles you had visions of are only a happy memory. You can?t understand why your legs don?t function like they normally do. It?s almost as if you?re practicing your marching?..Left Right Left. Your thighs are screaming things at you that your drill sergeant never thought of. Those sevens were quickly niners and approaching double digits as you prayed for the finish line. Your blurred vision could finally make out your sweetheart with her arms stretched out ready to give that congratulatory victory hug. There were only a few fans left at this point and you squinted to make out the other female standing next to your wife.
Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
That?ll be $200 Bozo :142smilie
Estimated Running Time??????26 minutes
I doubt seriously you?ll break 1hour 45minutes. Give me the over 1'38 for one unit:SIB
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In all seriousness I wish you the best my fellow veteran. I?d be there to cheer you on if I could. Unfortunately I?ll be north of the border competing in my own triathlon. The fish/drink/Texas hold ?em competition is on the same weekend. I?m a HEAVY favorite (I?m not referring to the one expected to win, just the one who weighs the most)
GL on your venture???.Hoo rah!!!!:toast:
This is the thread that brought me out of semi-hibernation. Oh, my marine friend?. You are in for your first day of boot camp all over again.
Who will the MadJack family be backing and at what odds?
In one corner we have the somewhat sultry (I say 34 and not a heffer qualifies her), sassy, super competitive non-member of the loyal gang that resides here more than a normal person should, and in the other corner the somewhat arrogant glorified navy man who may finish the race on all fours?
You want answers?
You want answers?
You can?t handle the truth (My all time favorite) :thumb:
Even a small race of this size will tax your body and make you feel like you just got whooped by that Army Ranger on your last leave. Can any person off the street do one and complete it? Yes. Will there be anybody at the finish line other than your family and maybe that girl along the way who thought you were making eyes at her (when actually it was just your eyes rolling back in your head) :shocked: to record the time? I dunno. Usually a small race is called after four hours and then they send the ?meat wagon? out searching for any ?race numbers? unaccounted for. :mj07:
I have done many triathlons (over 20) in the Northern Illinois/Southern Wisconsin area. At first I thought it might be the one in the Kettle Moraine area. Never, never attempt this one to take your virginity. The first hill right after you get out of the lake has a good percentage of the racers ?walking? their bike up that monster. Then I thought it was the one at Kegonsa State Park (I liked that one except for the fish smell :mj02: The Beloit swim is in a pool, and the Lake Winnebago one is too far north. I am not familiar with the one you are referring to.
I do know this though. You?ll have a smile on your face when you complete it and either vow to never do another one, or become addicted to the sport and start training seriously. It is definitely a ?feel-good? sport.
Close your eyes and picture the following scenario?? :bed:
You?re standing at the edge of the lake in your swim suit looking down wondering when that six-pack started getting hidden by that keg?? When the starter?s gun goes off you hit the deck looking for incoming while the others start their venture. When you finally get up in front of the confused spectators your adrenalin is pumping at the speed you thought you?d be breezing thru this race. You hurry to catch up and as you near the last set of kicking legs your goggles are kicked from your face. No problem, you?re not out deep enough in the lake yet and you can stand up and readjust your gear. This also gives you a glimpse of how far behind you are already. Still no problem as your arm turnover stroke rate and strong leg kicks gets you quickly up to the tail enders. (Here?s a hint to you that all triathletes know. You save your legs for the bike & run) That ?portly? guy you noticed on the beach that gave you the confidence in knowing you wouldn?t be last in the race somehow manages to block your route and the SOB kicks your goggles off again. Water?s a little deeper now and the turbulence caused by all those kicking legs keeps getting in your eyes as you struggle on your tip toes to fix the problem. :s1: There are a few others around you and your acute surveillance skills pick up on the clear path to the left of the dwindling pack. An attempt to go around them seems more logical now than trying to go through them. You?re amazed at your decision as your next long series of strokes finds no resistance. After a couple of minutes at your new found freedom you glance up to see how much you?ve closed on the leaders. It?s then that you realize that you?ve been swimming at a 45 degree angle away from the others and could possibly be in last place. Your freestyle swim now turns to the breast stroke (or God forbid the side stroke) as you ?inch? your way back to the course. ?What have you gotten yourself into? will continue to cross your mind many times more before you make out that $200 check to your opponent.
Swimming in a lake is nothing like the relaxation of laps in the pool There are no lines on the bottom to guide you to your destination. In addition to having a ?lost sense?in the open water you can also count on being splashed, scratched, pulled, kicked , dunked, swum over, and any other uncomfortable thing that can impede your race.
As you put your head down and trudge back to the disappearing group you finally realize you?ve made progress as you can feel the vibrations of other swimmer?s kicks. You smile to yourself as you have the renewed hope that ?anyone can do this.? It?s then that you discover that the swimmers now in your area are from the ?second wave? of contestants. You?re now surrounded by the female group that has caught up to you about an eighth way into your first leg of the race. Once again the kicking, clawing, and goggle removal have you spitting the foul smelling lake water out of your mouth as this time you have to tread water while making the adjustment. After an eternity in trying to accomplish this your male ego gives way and you fling these no good things as far from you as you can. With your head bobbing in the water and before you can get your face down in the water you hear one of those broads remark, ?out of the way Bozo.? Ahhh?..just what you need. More incentive!!!!
When you finally get to the buoy marker at the half way point you stop momentarily and hug it like the life guard you wish was there. Are those negative thoughts playing with your psyche again?? After what seems like a full work day you eventually near the shoreline where you started. As you get closer you decide to stand up and ?run? the final 100 yards left. Running is where you shine. Pay no attention to the stress you?re putting on those thighs. A new adrenalin rush will push you through the next two legs of the race with ease. You have successfully completed the event you were most worried about. Marines are usually the ?first to hit the shores? but this isn?t a war??or is it?? You never noticed the color of the sand before the race started with all those feet covering the mixture of sand & pebbles. Those sharp stones are now gouging into the soft, wrinkled bottoms of your feet caused by an overexposure to water. You look like a little ballerina at her first dance recital as your tip-toe movements are mixed with little squeals of pain. The beach is void of any racers except the ?heavy set aarp lady? almost completing her side stroke rendition of her racing prowess. Your ?sea-legs? bring you on the quest to find your bike. Why are you wobbling like a drunken sailor?
Estimated time for leg #1??????..22+ minutes
As you approach the bike rack in search of your Walmart Special you think about the possibility of jellyfish being in the lake. You know that?s not possible but why do your legs sting like that? Oh shoot?.you forgot the towel to wipe the sand from your feet before putting on your shoes. A little sand rubbing blisters on your feet is merely a minor inconvenience for a marine. Most of the ?big boys? in these races have their biking shoes for this portion of the race. To heck with those prima donnas. So what if my feet slip off the pedals while I?m spinning. I?m a marine. I can take more than getting my nuts crushed on that cross bar. But OUCH anyways!!!!
Never thought about that transition time between changing events. Consider yourself lucky to get on your bike before two more minutes have added on to your race time. And usually the time to find your bike amongst all the different ones hanging on the bars is utter chaos as you try to remember what color your bike was. This should not be a problem in your case as it will be easy to distinguish the difference in the two remaining. Yours is not that pink one with the cushy seat and fat tires (at least I don?t think it is) As you remove your bike to begin your trek you frantically search for the exit to the area. Where does the course begin?? Lucky for you one of the race officials has reluctantly stayed behind to show the way. Things should start cooking for you now.
Transition time???..2 minutes
Are you sure your foe in this contest isn?t dyslexic when she gave you the biking distance? Of course any race director can use any distance they want but a race with a half mile swim almost always has a bike leg of 20+ miles. Those proportions seem off to me :shrug: You sure she didn?t mean 21 instead of 12? Anyway?makes no difference to a marine. Legs should be spinning and the start of the run should arrive in short time. Just trying to figure out why it feels like pins pricking in my legs. Maybe I should have cut back on those frantic kicks trying to stay afloat in that tsunami. You keep thinking to yourself?surely I should have gone 12 miles by then. Yep?.just ahead I see the race director getting ready to motion me to the transition for the run. Wait?why does he keep circling his arms around like that? He wants me to go around that pylon. Crap!!!!!! That?s the turn around at the halfway point. Wish I?d remembered to bring my water bottle. Do other racers stop to puke along the way? Is my wife wondering where her hero is? And where the hell is Montezuma?
With the biking portion of the race now over the confidence level of our spirited MadJacker are boosted up three notches as he now knows he can start picking off those in front of him with his running abilities. Seven minute miles should have him blowing by those ?trained? so-called athletes.
Estimated time for leg #2???..49 minutes
Transition time????.1 minute as you search for your legs. The ?big boys? would be changing from their biking shoes to their running shoes. Haaaa?.look at the time you saved by doing the final two legs in your running shoes. Only slight drawback is you can?t feel them yet.
Thanks for the water honey. What?s that cheering in the background? Runners are already finishing the race. What the f?..
It now becomes apparent to you that those pre-race seven minute miles you had visions of are only a happy memory. You can?t understand why your legs don?t function like they normally do. It?s almost as if you?re practicing your marching?..Left Right Left. Your thighs are screaming things at you that your drill sergeant never thought of. Those sevens were quickly niners and approaching double digits as you prayed for the finish line. Your blurred vision could finally make out your sweetheart with her arms stretched out ready to give that congratulatory victory hug. There were only a few fans left at this point and you squinted to make out the other female standing next to your wife.
Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
That?ll be $200 Bozo :142smilie
Estimated Running Time??????26 minutes
I doubt seriously you?ll break 1hour 45minutes. Give me the over 1'38 for one unit:SIB
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In all seriousness I wish you the best my fellow veteran. I?d be there to cheer you on if I could. Unfortunately I?ll be north of the border competing in my own triathlon. The fish/drink/Texas hold ?em competition is on the same weekend. I?m a HEAVY favorite (I?m not referring to the one expected to win, just the one who weighs the most)
GL on your venture???.Hoo rah!!!!:toast:
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