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first annual Rudnick triathlon!
Apr. 14th, 2009 10:18 pmThis past weekend, I went to Florida for the First Annual Rudnick Triathlon. The backstory for the event is that my father wanted to do Red Hills, but it fills up pretty quickly. So, of course, he and Mary organized their own.
A bunch of their friends came out to do at least one stage of the race, but less than ten people ended up doing all of them in order. It was pretty relaxed. But a totally gorgeous day for being outside and moving: mild, sunshiny, and vivaciously green. There are many worse places in the world than Tallahassee.
It was a legitimate sprint tri. We swam 600m (24 lengths in the pool at the gym), then hopped on our bikes and cycled 14 miles through Killearn. That was my favorite part. What could be better than going on a bike ride with your dad in the spring?
My cousin Matt and his friend Blake had finished the first two stages well before us (Matt especially is in fantastic shape, and he swam quite competitively in high school), but they weren't done with the 5K portion (three laps around the neighborhood) by the time we got back to the house for the run. So I cheerfully (being kind of a jerk) ran after them, caught up, then busted off to catch up with dad on the other side and walk it in.
And when we were done, there was a cookout with fruity drinks!
A bunch of their friends came out to do at least one stage of the race, but less than ten people ended up doing all of them in order. It was pretty relaxed. But a totally gorgeous day for being outside and moving: mild, sunshiny, and vivaciously green. There are many worse places in the world than Tallahassee.
It was a legitimate sprint tri. We swam 600m (24 lengths in the pool at the gym), then hopped on our bikes and cycled 14 miles through Killearn. That was my favorite part. What could be better than going on a bike ride with your dad in the spring?
My cousin Matt and his friend Blake had finished the first two stages well before us (Matt especially is in fantastic shape, and he swam quite competitively in high school), but they weren't done with the 5K portion (three laps around the neighborhood) by the time we got back to the house for the run. So I cheerfully (being kind of a jerk) ran after them, caught up, then busted off to catch up with dad on the other side and walk it in.
And when we were done, there was a cookout with fruity drinks!
