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hard thoughts and temporary insanity after half IM Half Challenge

"Like many, I hope to do an Ironman one day. I see a greater challenge than I can overcome. That's when I can tell my children, my grandchildren. Do not hear that story once, not twice , heard a thousand times what happened that night that his grandfather remotely crossed the finish line in an Ironman. Of how he swam, pedaled and ran unimaginable distances, the immense emotion felt in the final meters and seconds are believed capable of achieving as soon as you propose. And children will watch me and I will say again yayo tell us the story of the race so long "

I allowed the liberty of including this paragraph copied from a review of nick" Penita " elatleta.com Forum

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Chronicle Half Challenge Maresme:

Congratulations to all! Armadillo total success. Huge!

first thing I would say is that it has been incredible this weekend for me and a great experience to share this with all the armadillos. Above anything else I'll take the incredible atmosphere that exists in this Club.

During the run there was not one Armadillo that I did not dare to cross me, I yell, I applaud ... scrotumtightening! And that for one who has been the last to arrive at the Club for ... that, scrotumtightening! And finally in the stadium all waiting there to get us the last .... I think that just because this has been worth all this madness.

Again congratulations to all and I will not itemize because frankly I think is that all you've been to a spectacular level. I can not help but applaud and take off my hat.

I'm not going to write a review to use, but there are some thoughts that come to me now a little cluttered at the top of my personal experience in the Half Challenge.

If I am totally honest I have to say I have a bittersweet taste. On the one hand always said (and it was absolutely true) that my only goals were to cross the finish line and enjoy the experience regardless of time or marks or anything like that (the proof is that I left without timer). And here I am more than happy because I have more than met. It was the second triathlon in my life and the first in the last two years and be here at home with finisher's shirt makes me much more than happy.

But then I have a feeling that I could have done better and that was very dog \u200b\u200bto suffer a little time.

Reflections, conclusions and other absurdities fast before going to sleep (go to parties, as would Jack the Ripper)

Swimming:

The first and most obvious conclusion to me is that any resemblance between swimming in the pool, in Pisuerga within a port or at sea it is pure coincidence. It was the first time in life that swam in the sea and I quickly realized that this, like all also have to train.

I had a fatal in the water and I had moments of total panic (at times I felt a certain pressure in the chest such anxiety that I thought I drowned there). As I told some then I do not think I swam, I just stuck with water. I was disoriented at all times, not knowing where they were the buoys, made a thousand changes of address, swallowed water .... horrible. All this led me to go to the beach early and from there have to return back to find the last buoy I had jumped and lose some time.

with everything and I find it really disappointing that take almost 44 minutes at a distance swim in the pool, no wetsuit, do little more than 37. In the last 3 months I have not swum many meters, but I have always tried to concentrate hard on trying to make the technique of the best arms, well coordinated breathing, etc ... But all I think that finally the day of the test is not brought me to anything because I was more concerned with survival than swimming.

Bike:

biggest fear was what I did and the end is what has made me happier. According to my odometer I 93.4 km to 26.7 km / h on average, which for me is really well. Since it was signed at the start!

Due to my low level and experience in this I was totally impossible to get to conference anyone, much less get into a group, so I sucked 100% of the total circuit isolation. Was not all me, but finally were 93 km solo ride, which is a new challenge to overcome that makes me very happy (a separate debate could be done on the subject of drafting because for a newbie like me to see squads of 100 guys were absolutely amazing).

to 65-70 km and never enjoyed cycling and I feel incredibly good, but the last part was an ordeal because the wind hit so hard to face the more I struggled to ride I was totally stuck and not moving or pa'dios.

Anyway I repeat that as I went supercontento in this sector. I still remember that in January, completely "virgin" in this sport, it seemed a feat to pull 25 kms to go to breakfast at San Martín de la Vega.

Career:

This is the part I have left a bad taste in mouth. Not because of 2h14min by doing a half marathon, but because if I did best was simply because I did not egg .. to know suffering. Do not hurt me nothing and was so exhausted or anything like that. I just had hot (that always kills me) and very few want to run. Then I gave up and decided to take this as a long walk to the finish (which ended up including stops at each provisioning eternal in the showers at the beach, etc, etc ...).

Anyway, I go brick is falling. So that, ultimately the most important thing is that I am very happy with the experience (which was really what it was) and happy to have overcome a challenge that a few months ago seemed science fiction.

Yesterday at this time was sure that I would never put out a long distance tri. You know, that "one and not more St. Thomas. " Now, one day later, I think perhaps he can, who knows, that .... Maybe .... repeat someday.

I know enough to know that in a few months I'll be looking at the Google information of another half-ironman in 2010.

However, before I hope to debut in Olympic distance and do the occasional sprint.

's it. I do not write more than I'm getting weighed, hahaha.

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Maresme: Carlos

Hell, after reading your chronicles, da club having to write something ....

Well, first thank you all how good I've had these days, and congratulate you on having managed to get the end of the half. We are a machine!

My approach to the medium was catch me as a "training" over and above all gain experience and feelings for my October challenge, although in recent weeks to pass a lot of uncertainty because they trained almost nothing and what little came out to me very wrong thing to get me with little confidence in me. Quad

we Calella on Thursday, and begin to see the bodies of people carrying bikes, I end up fucking, fuck that I paint them here! I certainly seemed to seeing what he saw and then the mirror was clear that it would be impossible that I would be able to do half.

On top you get into the sea and the surf is bestial (luckily, the day of the competition there were fewer waves), a large humidity get to run just makes you sweat, auque also proved a bonanza for circuit bike, I thought it would be a fast bike, and the goal of making a little over 30 on average one could get.

not bore me to jump directly to Sunday.

I get up at 4:30 for breakfast, Sergio and Paul are sleeping, I have a little nervous, but actually less than expected, although I try to go focus on racing, which makes me a bit autistic.

I get up around 6, when they finished breakfast, crook and neoprene bag and go to the starting area outside the hotel and see Monica and me in with them to the starting area. Once there and we're gathering armadillos, but each one is a little thing, with neoprene, with adjustments to the bike, or just chatter, I prop the neoprene and go to the area of \u200b\u200bmy drawer output , a little nervous, I doubt whether you enter the water to heat or to see like this, but I decide I better when given the output, if total much time to be in the water .....

time arrives and gives the output of the pros, the atmosphere is spectacular with people applauding, as ,...., participants spend five minutes and it's up to us, put me in the middle - back of my group, I am very bad and I do not want to pass on all sides with their respective hosts, it surprises me that people will walk into the water (seems to be no hurry) walk to get to the edge and I shot, I begin to swim, I move that surprises me is the water of all strokes and kicks people and that there is not much blow (always a bit more on buoys), I'm quiet, even comfortable, passes the buoy and the way my first of the second did not see anything emanating glasses, the only thing that followed was to follow the tangle of arms they looked ahead, at one point I clean the glasses because he could not to distinguish the buoys, swimming is making me go long, especially when I see people that skips the second buoy, and even a third go directly to the beach, as I followed them at least I realized in order to return to the last buoy, thence to the beach, the largest water fight, many people lumpy, but hey, this is the end, I see the stones and sand from the ground, put my feet on the ground and then a wave throws me I feel that I upload a quadriceps (God if you have not done anything), but way out of the shower and I remember that.

The transition is quiet, and hear the voices of the armadillos (I have caught everyone, and that it left five minutes after me), grab my bike and go quiet the first km, until you exit deCalella, there and coupling to handle me and hold this position almost 90 km, if training is not more than 10 km agunataba followed (surprisingly), the truth that I find very comfortable, passing people, I also pass, but it's normal, happened a few armadillos, monica, pancho, Paul, Oscar, ... do not order, I imagine it will go ahead manu, gus and jesus, I meet gus, but not I see no jesus or manu, when you start the descent that I meet manu goes behind me that if I immediately !!!!, and I will spend the little s ....., km and after come across many squads, I see that behind manu have stuck a few, and decided to hit me a little, nothing more reach the platoon, is a motorcycle and rolled, I could not take advantage at all Do you shit? (Dammit if the test is not drafting), manu again I go and take the opportunity to eat a little to me is getting hungry and must be replenished for the race. We

change direction with a TRACHITE manufactured before me, I coupling and begin to get a rhythm buenisimo, I'm constantly passing people even get step-by-manu, but a few miles decided to relax, eat, and keep for the race, I passed manu, and I keep quiet, soon (when there were 15 km to finish) I passed a group, and as I stood there, soon you can, try slair air several times but I could not go faster, and the group was too large to have to stay, soon engulfs the manu squad, already with normal nerves get to Calella group at the entrance let me go quietly, I do not care if they escape me everyone in the group, I have the mind very clear that I'm going to melt them all in the race.

The truth that makes a bit of Calella long loitering, hell, never reached the transition. In this I see that someone dropped the line, I do not, I'm low as a triathlete, with socks and running yet (the first time I do a coimpeticion) and see that the legs are perfect, I leave the bike , grab my bag and decide corrrer wear socks for the race, the transition is also quiet, but I see that no I have no discomfort or pain when you start running.

begin quiet, little by little, to catch feelings, right in the beginning I meet Gus, advance standing Manu (the castor on the bike told me that he would not run and look a Maquinon ending), and soon I meet Jesus (he had not seen all the triathlon. According to the distance I saw these I think I drew them not lame, it's more I was sure I was going to get more distance. I keep my steady pace, but of course people are continually passing, just a guy passes me, (but then it would happen around me), I still go without reference rate, I see no marking or a mile and not exactly as I, and I a bit uneasy, I also have some pain in the knees, epro this is an old friend and well known in racing, so do not worry me too much, my mind is to get around, I remembered that was the km 11 and something, there only 10000, I'm good and getting better, and I think to go speeding, even if I decide that until the return does not change, I'm going to cross with Gus, niro the clock to see that time drew jesus, truth had already spent more than two minutes and jesus did not pass in the end I meet Jesus, I guess Gus takes 5 minutes or so (I get that went lejops that when I come across at first), and note that Jesus I takes me about three mintues, I still think you do not tag, but if I have the impression that was closer than before. I get to turn and start running .......

The truth that I begin to get a good rhythm (in the rotation happens in about 55 '), that say that the last queire 10000 hath done in about 41 to 42', and I'm right, I come across any more armadillo , I'm very well, and pasnado psando people. some like a rocket, I am very encouraged people to start saying that "good progress" and things like that, I meet monmica and tells me I have Jesus very close, and soon as you see, not if you say something or pass on one side (of course changing to stick a little, hehe), but give him a voice from afar, I am at their height, we chatted a while and I'm forward, I'm very comfortable, I can not ,...., the provisioning stop looking for the hole to not stop, I water when I take away and made me over, and pasn pass the miles, but unfortunately I do not know which I, and I fear change a little more, I do conservative.

came to town and people encouraged in input costs, make me change the minds, now we need to increase your stride. I feel good, and there is still the cost, the last part is hard, but still give me the strength to accelerate a pquito and enter the door, gives me a little bit dizzy, and not hink not target, but two seconds has passed me and i am just enjoying a 200 accelerating, as if finishing a series in question.

the end is near from me Gus, if he had changed a couple of miles I would have charged (seguro!!) but it is not important, I am very happy with my brand, and like to see that all were able to finish it.

was just happy !!!!, and hoping that I could follow (THE IRONMAN THIS CHUPAO)

Gracais all these days

3.8 km - 180 km - 42.195 km ...... ... The next challenge has already begun

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Teto Chronicle Half Challenge. My chronic

It's been two days since I crossed the finish line and still gives me goose bumps to remember what I felt during the last 100m of the race. Notice that this chronic
will be long because I want to reread it at 1, 5 or 20 years and relive it all over again.

After a long but fun trip in the van rented along with Manu, Gus and Paul, speaking of triathlon for 8 hours, we arrived on Friday night to Calella. Little by little we are meeting with the rest of the armadillos, a quick dinner and bed.

presented Saturday as a day stressful. At 10 we were ready to pick up the dorsal and then swim a little to see was the sea. Here begins the first moment of affright. Too much waves and current. We quarreling about 600 or 700m from water, not swimming. As the morning thing does not improve I will drop the octopus in the water, I think. After the technical meeting and ate all the pasta we can. Afternoon and had to prepare all the logistics of the bike race and pit stop. Here comes the second day affright. Of the 2000 bikes that probably had 20 bikes had no worse than mine. There were bikes of 5000 or 6000 euros, with its coupling, lenticular wheels, aerodynamics. Note to Laura: tranqui, which so far I have not thought of changing a donkey, I have grown fond. To end the day we go to the "pasta party" and prontito sleep, or at least try.

And D-Day arrives I despiero at 5:15, before the alarm sounds. The first thing I do is go to the terrace and see that Don Eolo be protagonist in the race. Come on Sergio, good thoughts! After a light breakfast at 6:45 we arrived at the pit area. I find that my bike is still there and almost no time to get the wetsuit and send us to call room. In the 1900 participants have separated into 4 outputs at intervals of 5 minutes. I'm in the third so I can have respect for the vision of the first two
impressive.

And finally, at 7:40 our time comes. We give encouragement and clapping with everyone, athletes and audience, we're getting into the water, quietly. Go rush! 1900m ahead we swimming, 90 km bike and half marathon dessert.
At first swim more or less comfortable, but at the first buoy turn and head along the 800m stretch things start to go wrong. I try to lift the head to orient the waves but I can not see the buoys. At least I'm not alone, as in other triathlons, so I decide to stick everything possible to people and try to stay tucked. I know how bad I swim and this will be the worst segment in which I will pass, but I try to be calm, take the pulse low and not fret too much, especially with the inevitable shots of saltwater. Finally, we reached the buoy and is supposed to go from here and is in favor of the current
. The problem is that I got to swim in the wrong direction and when we were almost reaching the beach we stopped a boat to tell us that we go through another buoy. There I dropped the soul to the feet. I figure that would have made about 150 or 200 more, and played turn again upstream. In short, patiently and slowly rotate it at the last buoy. I will not weary of arms and although I have many athletes ahead of the final output will also get to catch any of the above.

Finally I get to the beach, I stand and I get dizzy but I care less, once I finished the swim and I'm going to end, for me the worst has passed. I look at the stopwatch: 44'30''worse than expected but given the circumstances I'm not dissatisfied at all. I do think a key question in the future: another turn again? Yes, yes I quietly into another round. While I'm removing the top of the neoprene try to run to turn a little leg. Oscar I see a few meters ahead and hit him a cry Come on! Despite the dizziness I get to my bike bag and head to the tent. They also see Carlos go! I try to make the transition as fast as I can. I put the wetsuit, mask and hat and I wear socks, goggles, helmet and back.
pit stop when I hear the cheers of cheerleaders Thanks! Mary Fer tells me that takes me 5 minutes. There are few bikes but I am surprised to see the Manu, something had to
through water.

And start the bike. The first kms very ugly, wandering through Calella and unable to go fast without taking unnecessary risks. Then we take N-II to the south and from here it can be put development and rock it. Not too windy and the temperature is perfect. I very good step by enough people but I also spend a few, especially those that come attached. It's okay, this is very long. At km 17 Manu passes me and I'm glad to see you well. He tells me that book for the return to be with the headwind. Knowledge cyclists Manu rival those of Perico Delgado, so what he will say mass. I heed and loosen the pace a tad.

At km 25 is the first supplies and turning inward. At the moment I either fluid in the drums so I still stand. The road narrows and chop up a bit different, which I appreciate for a change of posture and stand up from time to time. I see the distance to Pancho and hit him a shout. When I reached him encouragement and tell him that my mother is phenomenal and has improved the swimming! As I climb down the first look like the other lane and I was surprised to see squads of 80 or 100 people but is not assumed that this was not drafting (suck wheel)? For those who are not familiar with this scene,
in long distance triathlons is completely banned from going to wheel in the bicycle sector. because the spirit is of the individual struggle against the clock. So those who can afford it use so-called "goats", which are quite different from the classic cycling bikes are very similar to those used during the time trials of the major Tours. Step the issue and continue to mine, rising quietly, all the while with medium bowl I do not want to burn too. Advancement to Monica but does not acknowledge and it is she who greets me. Will talk quietly with another triathlete discussing the best plays of swimming. I see sobradísima, I wish her luck and I up. I'll take quiet to start eating something and I realize that I've only been a bone of the two he had taken, I had to fall sometime. I was a tad overwhelmed with this but then again I focus positive thoughts! Almost reaching the turn and I hear a scream is Fer! I estimate that no more than 1km me out so I think I can reach you before the end of the bike.

Falling abusing pretty good but maybe too much of the brakes, I'm that Miedico. We lined up again and see a tritraje general armadillo in the distance. Slowly I am getting closer and I see it is Paul. Reached its height, I salute you and I see him as a rose. We chatted a bit different
and soon we caught a Fer. He looks good but says that we throw, it goes a little easier. Come quick and I have noticed that hungry so I ask Paul to give me something to eat for charity. Pass me a chocolate bar that tastes like glory. Soon we reach the point of 180 ° and take northbound. We are at km 56, took an average of 33km/hy I feel very strong. As a group we do not want to do drafting, I start to pull the group with Paul in parallel. So are agencies over some 10km to me were the best in the triathlon. Chatting with Paul, come on bikes much better than ours and taking the chuparuedas wheel that put us behind. In addition we met Mark, Oscar and Teto and we encourage one another. Soon Paul is a little hook and I go forward, very confident and ready to rock it. In the equipment of 70 km and a lame water stick "Muleba" of taking the freaks. I had never tried and do not know
wrong but is denser than donuts people and costs so much to swallow half shot. By the end I really enjoy but hit the headwind. Start

be enough crowd cheering and not stop to thank the left and right. Now at Calella catches me a group of 20 triathletes. No tailgating and I want to echo to one side but the truth is that I can not help joining them. As I am conscious with the drafting, I try to go forever on one side of the group and little rise in spot and I put on first. In this manner we Calella and again we do stroll over the account. In the penultimate corner the two who will play in front of me and go to the ground and I do not do it by inches. Finally put ashore with 92km walk long distances and a part of 2h51 '.
better than expected. Redialing the question I would give another round? Of course it is!

With shouts of encouragement from armadillos companions face the second transition. I wear running sneakers, hat, and I hesitate to give me cream. As the sun is a great time and I decide to do so. Wrong. Cream I mixed with the sweat and create a disgusting pasta. In addition to the contact with the neck stings me a lot because I had a wound by rubbing neoprene. In short, that I get for globero. Sergio Hala, let's queer creams and get to run. Here I remember the 3 Cs of Fernando: "Swimming with Calma, bike and race Head Cojones." So that, to take a pair. Salgo

eager, too and soon I pasadísimo heart rate and panting. Relax or not we arrive at km 5. That attempt. I meet Carlos is going very focused and Manu, who limped a lot and I think his career has come this far. Came injured and will not be able to finish. How I was wrong! The first supplies arrived and I walk 20m to drink safely and get some keystrokes. Follow. Blow a little air and takes the cap. Give him a sack, I refuse to go back, or 2 meters. Soon comes a very majete Australia with my cap in hand, go crack. Thank you and I'll press it well globero!

I approach the race supplies in food supply, ie, only thinking about the next 2.5 km. I know that as long it take 15 minutes to cross it so I concentrate to be running during that time. In the supplies and I'm running. Advancement to many people and virtually no one comes to me but it makes a lot of heat and gradually I noticed that lowering the rate. I suck all the time dextrose tablets but the truth is that they do not feel too efecto.La career runs parallel to the coast to the north.

must get to Malgrat, make a 180 º and back to Calella. Before coming to the turn I meet Gus, who is making a carrerón but I do not see a smooth face with Jesus, who is fresh and happy, with Carlos, which is highly concentrated with the ax and Manu, which tells me this eventually the ball well! Finally I get to the damn money, 10km more and this is done. I look at the clock and I guess I'll go down catastrophe unless 6 hours. Anyway I quite breaking and I decided to get me a gel. Is the first time I do, but fortunately it seems that it supports the stomach. Come on Sergio, grit your teeth and keep running. Once back I meet Paul, who is enjoying; Pancho, in their natural environment doing a carrerón, Monica, who does not suffer the injury and will stop, Fer, who will head down and suffer a lot, but giving it all, Mark, good face and very wide; Teto, which gives me the impression that is left over, and Oscar, showing the spirit armadillo and overcoming all odds. I encourage all of them and I know everyone will get to be finishers.

One thing that changes compared to the other segments. Here I have to wait for the final ask myself whether I would be another round or joke! Laura, do not worry, the Ironman is still some way off. And these are when I look at Manu in the distance. Keep running but is crappy and I'll cut a lot. When you come to the last supplies bucket and tell me you have to stop every so often to stretch and put a little leg muscles. We try to encourage and tell him that I will ride. In the 200m I see I have an uncle in the neck and there it is! throwing two huevazos. There are only 2km and we will finish the race together.

entry in Calella is spectacular, with encouraging people to bag on the streets. Flipo I too and I get to clap and cheer the roost like a madman. The people I belong and encourages us to sack. I know I'm wasting a precious energy but I do not, that km wandering through Calella not change it for anything. Finally facing the dreaded final costs. I most just and despite the cries of the people and armadillos acopañantes I have to walk a few meters. I tell Manu to continue but when I get to the stadium waiting for me to finish together. Those last 150 meters is amazing, almost perfect. They would have been if he could hug Laura, take in his arms and crossing the finish Nerea her. But this time it might be. Nothing happens because it is bound to be more. From here I want to thank the person who supports me in this, that holds the workouts, comeduras jar, bad feelings, the highs, the ranting with injuries. Surely without you there would not be able to get here.

When we crossed the line, Manu hit a push to enter first, he deserves it. Come to my tears, we hugged and I get a scream of rage. I'm half
finisher! Stop the clock at 5h41 'is phenomenal, better than expected, but really that time is not important, what counts is to achieve complete. Then comes Gustavo
to congratulate. Little by little we are relaxing and we encounter armadillos that had already arrived. Once I relaxed somewhat, I go to the goal because I want to get the rest of cracks. One by one, until it is confirmed that all we have done, all we have to realize that little sleep.

Well, that's it, often tostón. To finish I want to congratulate each and every one of my co-club, because they're all cracks and every day I am more than happy to share training and racing with them. Doing this is nothing special, anybody can do, really. You only need enthusiasm, desire and a little perseverance. Now it is time to think about the Ironman.

How I love this sport!