Zuma Beach... Again... Take Two... Part Deux

So bright and early tomorrow morning I will be robbed of my glorious slumber to venture up (again) to Zuma Beach, that nice little patch of land 60 minutes/30 miles away from my apartment. There is definitely something to be said for the dedication and sacrifice that endurance atheletes (and their chauffers/significant others/people they meet on the street) must give in order to be successful to their trade. I remember when I was a kid my mom carting me all over the greater metroplex of Oklahoma City to take me to swim practice. The WORST were those early morning long distance swim practices (long distance being in reference to the length of the pool, not the distance of the drive to the pool - summer=long distance=50meter pools; winter=short course=25yard pools) in the sub-zero temperatures of pools in Oklahoma in early June - I shiver just thinking about them. Brr... But she would come and gently coax me out of sleep before the crack of dawn (not even kidding) and cart my sleepy ass off to the pool. And then she would wait. I have to give it to her - I would definitely have had thoughts of leaving and never coming back if I were her... although in hindsight, I do remember waiting an extra long time after swim practice on occasion...

So tomorrow we are doing a transition clinic, followed by a coached brick (bike/run). The transition clinic should be especially interesting - the transitions, called T1 and T2 accordingly, are the periods when you change from T1.) swim to bike; and T2.) bike to run. For serious triathloners, its clutch - you can pick up a lot of time here depending on how efficient you are at changing from one to the next.


So we'll do that, then we'll have the coached bike/run, and then... I sleep. Maybe.
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