Escape from Alcatraz Triathlon
Telling people that I was going to be doing an Escape from Alcatraz triathlon usually triggered a “dude, you’ve escaped from your mind” look. In this case, totally warranted. This event was intense. I hesitate to call it a race because for me it was just a slugfest from beginning to end. I thought I was ready for it physically I guess but that’s about it. This event proved (again) just how mentally prepared one needs to be to participate in this sport. I showed up in San Francisco already tired from only getting 4 hrs of sleeps the night before plus the 5 and a half hour flight. Staying off your feet and resting the day before is highly encouraged for any triathlon. That didn’t happen. Race registration at Marina Green was a mile and a half walk from the hotel. The lines were huge and it took about an hour to check in, sign 4 wavers, get my bib#, body marked etc.. That was followed by having to walk another mile to the LBS to pick up my bike. Can’t f