Thanks to Michele D for suggesting the idea and to Alicia C for offering to team up with us and take on the daunting swim portion of the course. Doing a triathlon relay is so not my typical idea of fun, but I had an absolutely amazing time after all!
Considering the number of participants in this race, everything was superbly organized and supported by the staff of volunteers. Communications on race logistics, travel details, and scheduling were made readily available and blasted out accordingly. Plus, how could I possibly complain about the amazing outdoor venue of Lake Arrowhead Park and the beautiful weather that we lucked out with?
Although it was extremely busy, arriving at the park and finding parking via direction of the volunteer staff was super easy. Similarly, lines were pretty clearly set up for checking in to the race by name. A separate relay team line was in place, and although it took a little bit of asking around, we eventually sorted it all out. Once our race packets were picked up and we got body marked (Team 639, baby!) I wandered off to pick up our timing chip, which was another painless process. I don't even think I exchanged words with the staff handing those out; I just held up my runner's bib and they handed everything I needed over to me.
Race starts were impeccably on time - with the swim course starting promptly at 0900, and waves kicking off every two minutes. It makes sense that it was all choreographed with precision, considering many people were actually racing to win, as opposed to our team, which was racing to simply finish. Regardless, the efficiency and accuracy of organization completely impressed me.
And finally, the camaraderie exhibited by the race participants and bystanders alike was really heartwarming and motivating. Everyone wants everyone to succeed. This is a sport where there don't seem to be winners or losers; everyone that crosses each event's finish line is greeted with cheers, applause, and cowbells. My arms were tired by the end of just the swim leg of the race from clapping and cheering on random strangers. And I get it - it's hard. A single leg is hard. I can't even begin to imagine how folks manage to do all three! Now -that's- inspiration.
So today, I'm sore. I'm still a little tired. But we made it. And y'know what? I'd totally do it again. Who's up for The Three Yelpateers Team #2? read more