What does everyone always tell you? … “Don’t try anything new on race day”
And what did I do on Sunday at Kurnell? Tried something new! Both in terms of new tri gear, and potential dating. That’s right, I decided to go for an old school “Cinderella” approach and left my brand new right tri shoe on the road into transition after attempting a graceful “I-can-pull-this-off, taking-my-feet-out-of-my-shoes-whilst-still-on-the-bike-without-ever-having-practiced” dismount into T2. Seems you really need to stop pedalling to master that art without having your shoe go flying off at 90 degrees to you bike at a speed I didn’t think possible. Thankfully my rocket-shoe missed any other competitors and landed off to the side of the road (I think?!).
Lessons learnt –
- Not trying anything new on race day turns out to be very good advice
- Sadly there are no Prince Charmings at Kurnell who will return your shoe before midnight
On the up side, thank you to the lovely Balance supporters who recovered said shoe and saved me the walk of shame to collect it after the run! You ladies are awesome!
Sadly, what will now only be referred to as ‘The shoe incident’ was not the only mishap of the day. I’m going to blame the hangover from my Birthday drinks the night before for accidentally clamping my di2 cable under my tri bars, rendering myself gearless. After a short panic when I feared riding a fixie on race day, I discovered that although there may not have been a Prince, there was definitely a Knight in Shining Armour. Enter Taz and the return of my gears!
Not all things happen in threes however, and thankfully there wasn’t another incident to add to what was fast becoming a disaster race. Don’t ask me how, but instead, I somehow managed to pull out a PB and my first top-ten finish! Not a bad way to finish up my final race for little while.
I love it down at Kurnell and having so many of the club both out on the course and supporting is always great fun. For now, it’s all about the bike for me with just a short roll from Alice Springs to Darwin to complete. Until then, I guess I need to keep practicing my flying dismounts!
Thanks for the great photos, Helen!