You say Triathlon, I say Pentathlon

Huh?

Today I did a race.  My first (outdoor) multisport race of the season.  Done on a bit of a whim.

During the day there were lows:

• when the alarm went off at 4 am
• when i got picked up at 4:45
• when the one dude we were driving was an annoying back seat driver
• when we got out of the car at the race site and realized that the "real feel" was 47 degrees
• when we realized transition was on the beach, which, um was SAND
• when 1/4 of the way through the swim the water was so shallow you had to stand up and run (NOTE: this is the 4th event of the pentathlon)
• when you had to run 100 yards with your bike through the sand to get in or out of transition (NOTE: this is the 5th event of the pentathlon)
• when it was so freaking cold on the bike that my legs just didn't want to work

And there were highs:

• when I got PICKED up at 4:45 (no driving ... woohoo)
• when the directions actually got us to the race site
• when I got in a groove after my mid-swim walking break and cruised back to shore
• when, after an atrocious bike ride, the run was fine, fun and WARM
• when I ran with socks on sandy feet and didn't get a blister
• when I was finally home, showered, fed and on the couch and realized I had done more in one day (a pentathlon. in the COLD.) than most people do in a week
• when I fell asleep with the window cracked open and a blanket on me looking at the NYC skyline 

So yeah, it was fun.  I'm worried about the bike, but I think the cold factored in (or at least thats what I'm telling myself) and it was fun to hang out with the tri-club kids!