When 2012 started I had one goal. Cross the finish line of the Beach to Battleship Ironman Triathlon. I had dreamed for years about completing an Ironman but after a DNF in 2004 I was scared. Actually, saying I was scared is an understatement. Throughout the year I kept trying to get the fear under control, moving forward and hoping that I could actually make it through the day.
A few days before the race, I wrote a post about visualizing the race. I went step by step through what I hoped my day would be, but even so I kept coming back to the fear. And then race day arrived and the fear was gone. I don’t mean pushed down so I could ignore it, but completely gone.
In its place was a peace I cannot begin to describe. I was right inside my visualization. Everything I had planned, everything I had wished for happened. You could almost lie the visualization post and the race report on top of each other, one being so close to the other. Every photo from that day shows me with the biggest smile. From beginning to end I was having the day of my life.
But the best moment, was that moment as I was coming out of the run transition when I looked up at my husband and yelled “Best Day Ever.” That was the moment that I knew it was true. That was the moment I knew I was living up to the plan and enjoying every minute of the day.
This video, at about 4 seconds, shows that exact moment. Yep, that’s me shouting “Best Day Ever.”
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There is only one first time. Beach to Battleship was my first Ironman and I wanted it to be a day to remember. It was. In every way, it was a perfect day.