As you may know the World Championship Ironman triathlon races were held today, Sunday, September 9, 2012 in Henderson, NV, just outside Las Vegas. It just so happened that they setup camp very near where I needed to be all week. So I have walked through the camp several times this week and have seen and walked along with the Ironman athletes, who have traveled here from around the world, for a few days now.
Today, after the races, I had an opportuntiy to meet and chat with a few of the athletes, including a winner!
However, as great as that was I must also mention an encounter earlier this week with an Ironman participant, Marco from Columbia, I believe he said to me, it was a little hard to think at the time!
So, I’d been walking through this camp and it finally dawned on me that I might be able to get air for my bike tires at their maintenance tent. (I may as well ride it.) Suzy Q is just about out of gas, the bike, which I haven’t named, YET, is still sitting up and the weather is really nice in the early morning now.
Anyway, I stopped by and asked if I could come by and pump air into my tires and they said sure. So, a few minutes later I’m back with …..Shelly? umm, maybe, I don’t know, a name will come to me eventually, The Bike.
The lady I had spoken with earlier, handed me the pump and pointed out a good spot, where I would be out-of-the-way. However, no sooner than I get to the spot, only a few steps away, Marco, is reaching for the pump. Now, he doesn’t speak much English but believe me.. That’s Okay, because, my words were all but lost. He had finished with the tires before it occurred to me to ask his name. He was perfectly nice, considerate and respectful, it was not a pickup, and he didn’t hit on me, he was just being a gentleman, AND he just happened to also be gorgeous along with his Columbian accent. So Thank You again Marco. Hope you did well in the races!
Unfortunately, I didn’t think to get Marco’s picture but today I did get several pictures of the triathletes I met. Now, I know this sounds strange, but I was tempted (but didn’t, that’s the important thing to remember) to take pictures of calves! (just the guys). Rarely, I think anyway, do we think of men as having nice legs, but have you ever noticed the calves of cyclist or runners … beautiful. Great definition and muscle tone, very lean.
So today, like most days in Vegas, the weather was … great, if you don’t mind a little heat. It was 104 degrees but could easily have been 110 or 112, clear, calm, relatively low humidity, as always, it was beautiful here.
However, as I spoke to the triathletes, I asked them all the same first question – So how was it? And they ALL gave the same one word response – HOT.
First, I met Frazer at the Coffee Bean, when he came in with his Bike, boy would I love to have one of those! Frazer came in with his family, an absolutely adorable (three years old, is my guess) young son, and his wife (I assumed). Frazer told me he was from England, a small town just outside of London. He explained that his medal which I had asked if he would put back on was for participation and not for winning. I thought that Frazer described the desert heat perfectly. He said, it was really nice this morning and then suddenly WHOOSH (as he falls back slightly to demonstrate how the heat here just seems to hit you all of a sudden). But all was good and I think we all enjoyed having Frazer and his family sitting nearby and chatting away at The Coffee Bean. Nice Guy, great English accent. Thank you Frazer!