When Ryan did his first Ironman 2 years ago, we knew it wasn't going to be the last. He says he's on the every-other-year plan. Just a little recap - 5 months before that fire Ironman race, he broke his ankle on a -40 degree day at work, had reconstructive surgery, thought he wouldn't be able to do the race, made a remarkably speedy recovery, then crashed his bike after the first mile of the Ironman, thought he wouldn't be able to finish, Trek mechanics fixed his wheel, he helped a guy out with a medical emergency on the run, and then finished around 14 hours. What a roller coaster!
Well, this time around, he broke his shoulder in March =( Which turned out to be an even longer recovery. Biking and swimming were pretty painful/uncomfortable, and since there were so many fun things to do around our new house all summer long, training took the very back seat. Sept. 11 came around, and here's how it went.
The guest room was taken over by tri-gear!
This is where it's all gonna go down tomorrow.
We went out to eat with Dan and Kate Haskell and then drove the course and drove up the dreaded Barlow Hill. It's incredible. Actually the entire course is one insane hill after another. Wow.
The next morning came REAL quick! We did actually get some decent sleep though. Better than many previous triathlons. We got a great parking spot and then walked up to the special needs area to drop off their bags and get some coffee.
The boys got marked and we went down to get a spot on the lake just as the sun was peeking up.
Ryan was cool as a cucumber. I was starting to get a little antsy!
Yay! His family made it for the start!!
The gun goes off and the long, amazing day (full of lots of prayer) begins!
I was estimating about 30min for Ryan's swim, so was shocked when I found out I missed him go through. That's because he went through at 23min! Say whaaaaaat?!!? The guy crushed it!
On to the bike. We stopped at the 30 mile mark and I ran up the hill. I knew he'd be coming any minute. Sure enough, he was biking by while I was running up. I yelled to him "YOU CRUSHED THE SWIM!!" To which he responded, "I'm having a good day!" It's so fun cheering for someone who is having a great time =)
Next stop was around mile 45. It was a really busy intersection that cops were trying to manage, but it seemed so dangerous. Sure enough, we're looking and looking and then we hear a crash and see a bike go flying. A car pulled out in front of a biker coming down the hill and he ran right into it. My stomach sank. I just started praying for whoever it was, and desperately hoping it wasn't Ryan. This was right after Barlow hill, so I had all these things planned to say to Ryan about how he got over the worst part, blah blah blah, and when I did see him (just minutes after the crash) I just yelled "I'm so happy to see you!!" with tears in my eyes. He probably thought I was nuts because he hadn't noticed there was a crash (no ambulance yet). Turns out, the guy who did crash ended up hurting his ankle but no major injuries to my knowledge, so thank goodness for that!
Then we went to ~80 mill mark and we cheered for Dan and Ryan. He said his legs were starting to cramp. We waited 10 minutes for my brother in law, Nate, and didn't see him. Turns out he had passed Ryan and we totally missed him! Shucks! We were able to see him them all at the next stop, and then it was time to head in for the transition!
We met my parents and the kids at the helix. The kids are such troopers. They love watching daddy race, and they do a great job cheering him on.
Only 26.2 miles left! Almost done? haha. We got to see Nate, Dan & Ryan at the 6,12,14,18 & finish.
And I saw a friend from college, Liz! (We ran track together).
He was getting tired, cramping, and had about 13 miles to go. You can do it, babe!!
We saw Nate at mile 24 and Adley was done. Time to go to bed.
So at mile 18, Ryan was really struggling. He knew he'd finish, but he just didn't have anything left. Then his good buddy from the firehouse, Ben, came running up behind him. They were able to run the last 8 miles together. That was SO great! His pace increased by several minutes/mile and they ran thru the finish together. This is right before they turn the curve to the finish.
Ryan Glendenning, you are an Ironman!!!! Wooooooooo!!!
Parker whispered to me, "I kinda have some tears in my eyes." Then when we saw Ryan, he just lost it! He was crying so hard. He was so proud of his daddy. How incredibly special is that? This kid has such a wonderful heart. He was so glad to give his Daddy a hug.
The next 2 hours was a whirlwind of finding everyone, looking for Nate (long story), loading bikes/equipment and getting back to our apartment we were staying at. We all slept reallllly good.
We got home around 1pm the next day. It was such a beautiful day. We just laid a blanket in the shake and we all just chilled out for the entire afternoon.
And I hung this beautiful cow flag on our front porch! haha
Great job Ryan, Nate, Dan and all the AHFD Firemen! Incredible!