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Race day started at 4:00 am, fueled by PB&J sandwiches and a mixture of nerves and excitement. Transition setup went smoothly, but the real challenge began at the swim start. Panic set in as I struggled to breathe in the cold, dark water, realizing too late that I hadn’t acclimated the day before. Despite multiple stops to cling to a kayak and catch my breath, I pushed forward, battling fear and exhaustion. Emerging from the water after an hour felt like a victory in itself.
The bike leg greeted me with rain and relentless hills. Cramping from the swim, I persevered, relying on Clif Bars and Gatorade to keep me going. The final 20 kilometers were the toughest, but sheer determination got me through.
The run was a test of willpower. Cramping and a spiking heart rate slowed my pace, but I kept moving, fueled by aid station supplies and the drive to finish. Crossing the finish line, I felt relief more than anything else—relief that I had conquered my fears and pushed through immense physical challenges.
The Muskoka 70.3 was not just a race; it was a journey of grit, determination, and self-discovery. It taught me that with perseverance, anything is possible.
I began my triathlon journey with swimming, assuming it would be the easiest part, only to find it the most challenging all the way to race day. Following Motiv's guide, I swam consistently every Monday and Wednesday, sometimes adding Fridays. I didn't incorporate drills until April 2023, when Daniel, a competitive swimmer, helped me improve my technique. Despite reaching a pool distance of 3000m and comfortably swimming 2000m at 2:20/100m, open water swimming in Lake Ontario three times (600m/1000m/400m) proved insufficient. My swim training improved from 2:40 to 2:20, peaking at 2:10min/100m. However, I frequently panicked in new gear or unfamiliar pools, hyperventilating and struggling with breathing due to poor CO2 expulsion. Although I slowly acclimated with each session, these issues posed a significant challenge on race day.