It was dark at 6 a.m. when reporting for duty at registration today. By the time I paused to snap this photo the sun had risen. I'm behind the camera, handing out timing chip straps for the Olympic distance tri, part of Lincoln's "Last Blast". There was also a Sprint tri, concurrent.
When I retired, end of last December, the Last Blast Oly was my target race. I was thinking, train hard, be ready to race this one in the hopes of qualifying for Nationals 2019! As it turned out, plans changed, and I decided NOT to do this triathlon, in fact, I have done ZERO tri's this year. One Duathlon, and a handful of road races has been it. I'm OK with that, between various injuries and illnesses, and my slipping on the nutrition front and not being at my best racing weight. But NEXT year? Who knows?
It was a perfect day for the event. Water temperature was 73 *F, which several racers opted to swim sans wet suits. As you can see from this shot, the water was like glass right before the race start.
And I took a shot of the timing clock very shortly after they started the Olympic swimmers (Sprint swimmers were already well around the far buoy and headed for home if not out of the water, 15 minutes in!)
I worked first registration, then I *was* going to do the bike mount/dismount line, but my buddy Brandon showed up and he got that job. Instead, I got to go monitor the swimmers as they exited the water from the Oly swim, hunting for one specific swimmer who had lost his chip strap (another swimmer had found it floating in the water and tossed it back to a volunteer, who brought it to the finish line). My job was to watch the ankles of the swimmers as they exited and any who might have lost their chip, issue them a new one and record the replacement so they'd still get a time.
I spotted the fellow who had lost his, and gave it back to him so he'd get a recorded time! No others appeared to have lost chips, so I wrapped up the supplies and headed back to the finish line where I was "backup" recorder of bib numbers as they crossed the line. Would you believe old school pen and paper? Yep!
I stayed through all 148 finishers of both the Sprint and Olympic distances, and headed home about 12:20 p.m. So, yeah, I put in a full shift, no meal break, remembering on the way home that "hunger is not an emergency". Home now, cleaned up and lunched, assimilating my volunteer day. I realize there was NO WAY I was ready to race today, and am pleased with having opted out this time. We'll see what kind of fitness I'm able to rebuild over the Winter and what kind of racing I'm willing to work to do next year... but as I said... volunteering is a whole lot of fun, too... and a whole lot LESS work! So I reserve the right to "retire" from racing if that seems right, too.
Anyway, it's been a good day... new week starts tomorrow, with dental visit and a Benji walk... still have training with the coach two days... and when I don't have things on the external agenda... there's the big declutter project to work around the edges.
Hope my Spark buds have had a blessed Sunday, September 16, 2018, making the best decisions for your own health as you can, right where you are on your own journey. Because it is the only one we'll ever get. And because we're worth taking care of!