Just a quick little story about my swim at Rev3 Knoxville on Sunday. Well, this actually isn’t about the swim as much as the transition.
After you are lugged out of the water onto the dock, you head up a little ramp and into the boat house. Once you break the threshold of the main “big” door, they have you make a sharp right turn and go out the side door. It’s really a pretty easy maneuver, but I had a little issue.
I’m typically a little wobbly when I get done with a swim but Sunday I felt strong while heading up the ramp. You might say I even got a little cocky.
I picked up steam to pass someone as we entered the rowing barn, but totally lost my equilibrium and started drifting left then slammed into the door frame as highlighted below. (Betsy is a friend and has nothing to do with the event, I just borrowed this awesome picture to illustrate my lameness).
It was really quite comical, but hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. The adrenaline is flying, so I didn’t even think about it until halfway through the bike when I looked up from aero bars and discovered this . . . 