The awesome news is that I finished second in my division! The reality is that there were only two women in my division. Still, I get an award.
We stayed over at Marc & Amy's house so we didn't have to get up so early. We still had to get up at 4:30 am. We hit the road at 5ish, and were at the race site by 5:45. Jeremy put the bikes together and topped off the tires a bit. When he pulled the pump off Amy's back tire, the stem popped right off. You know, she wasn't too disappointed or upset to be missing the bike ride. She was going to swim and then run the 5k with me.
I took off on my 1 mile run at 7 am. I did a 9:49. Not bad, but the girl who beat me did 8:06. I'm going to have to step up the training!
Jeremy started his 400 meter swim at 7:15. Amy started hers at 7:30.
I figured I see Jeremy going out on the bike ride around 7:35--at the very latest. But I never saw him. I figured I missed him. But I did think, "If his bike is still on the rack, I know something happened."
I got back to the transition area at 7:50ish and saw Amy wiping her feet off to get her running shoes on. And Jeremy's bike was right next to her. I tossed my bike up, changed shoes, and asked the "Bike Out" guy where my hubby was.
He passed out. He's in the ambulance. They haven't left. He's fine.
And he was. Silly guy only ate a banana and then swam a 6-minute 1/4 mile.
None of us finished the race, but we have three more to go!