Hell Of The West

Hell of the West: Hell freezes over

If you like long course, and you are thinking of doing this race.. DO IT! It's marketed as the hardest triathlon in QLD.

We flew, hired a car, and drove to Goondiwindi through pouring rain. In fact Toowoomba was 15°c, the coldest day EVER recorded in February. This wasn't how Ben and I had pictured this race, in fact we'd barely brought anything warm to wear.

When we arrived at our luxury motel, Rob and Clarinda Sheeley pulled up next next door (Literally the room next door!) having driven up from Wollongong. Brilliant! Accommodation was fine; the resident mouse was only small.

Registration was soooo easy. (Free Truckers hat in the goody bag to) Started 2pm and closed 5pm with a no bullshit briefing. The next morning was helped by the time difference, but 3amis NOT morning in my book, it's night time! .... and it was cold. Luckily an op shop provided a beautiful fluffy pink dressing gown, that I wore with pride to set up transition and whilst waiting for the swim.

If you've ever watched Charlie and the chocolate factory, you'd feel totally comfortable with the swim. (In the daylight you couldn't see past your elbow.) It was lit by 30 people on canoes with torches and most of the snags had pool noodles on them (if you can sight .... I swam head first into one log). It was 11 mins slower swimming upstream, meaning we all did a good negative split (that my watch recorded as 0m and then automatically uploaded on bloody strava).

The cycle was outback (and also out and back) and dead flat. I kept proudly looking at my speeds on the way out thinking I was brilliant and all my training had paid off. In fact, I did the fastest 40km of my life, and then I turned back into a bitch of a head wind. Ben got a surprise 36km in, when he looked up from his handlebars to see a pro flat on the road, his wheel spinning, right in front of him. Ben jumped off his bike and got him off the road, but the poor bloke had broken his shoulder as a gust of wind caught his disk wheel and blew him over.

The run was hot, but 10°c cooler then the 42°c of last year, so I'm not complaining. It was also dead flat and followed the river. Best call of the day "go super sheila".

After that the goodi tri club laid on free booze and food at the local pub, and hosted an awesome after party! ! We had a wild night and made it to 8pm. WIIIILD!

Rob, Carinda, Ben and I all got some points. .... thanks Nathan, for preparing us so well.

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