Update: I could not sleep a wink last night, racked with worry, and anxiety. My Dad kept me at informed at the lake, while he watched the live coverage on the internet and gave me hour by hour updates. I went to town once to check, really to make sure he made it out of the water. Once I saw that, I was relieved, as I knew he can easily handle the bike and the run. So, we want back to the lake house. Relief poured over me as the race was almost over. We were out in the middle of the lake, in the canoe, and my Dad called again to say he was getting close, and he was watching the racers run under the finish line — live. This I had to see. So, we oared back in to shore, jumped out of the boat, and ran to the van, and drove to town. The kids listened… of course, I repeated exactly what would happen while in the boat, at least 100 times…. We’re going to pull the boat up on the shore, jump out of the boat, and run to the van. We’re not stopping to play with Jackson, the 6 year old who was waiting for his little friends to come back to play. So, we ran, hearing Jackson’s little voice say, “Where you going?” I drove, praying I would not see a deer… and didn’t. Once in town at my wifi spot, my browser suddenly would not support the live coverage. Dad’s was working fine. I checked his time, and knew it was just a matter of minutes before he would be through, and my screen was blank. Suddenly, I found a new button to click. I hit it, and it said loading, 25 percent, 40 percent… hurry… hurry… hurry. And there he was, and Dave was just running under the finish line ribbon. Caught it within a split second.
The Ironman is now well underway, he’s out of the water. Tracking of the entire race, as it happens, is here. You can track him here, bib number 1038. Even with the water at 56 degrees, his swim time was 1:21.
Here’s a video of his last Ironman’s pre-race jitters:
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Good for him! I’d never be able to do something like that!
Quite an accomplishment! Congratulations to David.
awesome!!! hooray!
Amazing!!!! I hope Jackson learned that it wasn’t him you were running from… poor tyke! Somethings you just have to “race” to enjoy, you know?
I’m so glad I chose today to get caught up on blogs (or attempt to). MY BIL, a brain injury survivor, raced in and completed, his first Ironman on Sunday. We are so proud of him, esp since he finished the swim at exactly the maximum 2 hr 20 min mark. My sister was so worried about the swim portion.