A note from Sophie...

    22 September 2010

    Sophie pre raceDear Eurostar Tri-City-Athlon Team, 

    A week later I have had time to reflect on the amazing event you put together for us last week.  From the moment I found out about it I knew that whoever had the chance to compete would be extremely lucky, and I only hoped that it would be me.  I could never have realised how motivational and unique the event was going to be and it was probably one of the best days of my life.  Thank you so much for everything all the separate teams involved put in to make this event happen, for making it so fantastic throughout and for the opportunity to achieve what I did on the day.  The doors that have now opened in my mind are doors I never would have anticipated and opportunities that couldn't have arisen in any other way.

    I have written a race report for my friends and family and attached some photos, I thought you might like to read bits of it.  It's probably the best way for me to give my run-down of the day.

    Many thanks, I really had such an amazing time and as my first triathlon it was a spectacular way to start my triathlon career.  Yes, I will be doing more!

    Thanks

    Sophie.

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    Monday 13th September

    LONDON - arrive at St Pancras and immediately feel the air of excitement and buzz amongst the competitors, organisers and supporters.  We are invited into the business class lounge and begin the getting to know each other process that inevitably begins with what's your story?  Alongside the 20 competitors from each country who had been selected by a combination of voting and judges, places had been opened up for Eurostar's Carte Blanche holders, their top clients and Eurostar employees.  So, it was fun to hunt out which background people came from and if they had been selected, why it was. Hence the 'what's your story?' question. Answers ranged from a head teacher in a deprived area of Leeds wanting to motivate his pupils, to someone who challenged herself to an Ironman on her 30th birthday to prove middle aged women can do it too (she doesn't have children however!)

    On-board the Eurostar, it was bliss, time to relax, eat and enjoy the buzz. In business class of course¦

    PARIS-

    At 11pm I was tucked up in bed in Paris having separated all my kit into 3 plastic bags, one for each event and all labelled with a big number 50 - my race number.  Very excited and having packed and re-packed my kit I tried to get some sleep.

    Tuesday 14th September

    @ 4:30am, my alarm goes off for my designated hour of getting ready and focusing. I had planned to spend some time going through the race in my head, the motions and how I wanted to feel whilst racing, before the day began as I knew I wouldn't get any moments to myself later.  When I woke I was exhausted and my eyes felt so tired so I only managed about 15mins in the end before I went downstairs for breakfast.

    7am - By the time I had my wetsuit on and was walking up to the start of the race in Basin de La Villette, I felt completely ready and once more I was excited and couldn't wait to start the swim and see how I would fare.

    The 2nd person out of 150 to jump in the water, I found it warmer than my last open water swim in the UK and I eagerly headed to the start line.  The race was awesome, it took me 23:49mins and I tried my best to make every stroke count.  The start was interesting and it felt like loads of swimmers overtook me but I didn't pay any attention.  My only focus was settling into as fast and strong a pace as I could so I could swim efficiently and get to the finish. An experienced tri-athlete and Ironman had said to me a few hours earlier "Don't forget to smell the roses!" so my other aim was to enjoy myself and I did!

    Once I had completed the second lap of the course and stayed in front of the male competitors I had been pushing to overtake, I saw the finish and made a sprint for it.  I became really fidgety once I knew the finish was close, almost like I was so looking forward to seeing the result and completing the first leg of the race that I had to make myself calm down and focus on swimming.  Something like this - "Sophie, you're only going to get there if you get your head down and swim so get on with it!"

    Seconds later I was hauling myself out of the water and had to run down the blue carpet to the finish line.  After calming my breathing down and grabbing a bottle ofSophie with the brothers Brownlee Powerade I looked around and noticed there were not very many competitors this side of the finish line. J 

    I instantly grabbed my camera for a post race photo with the U23 World Champion tri-athlete and his brother. The smile on my face says it all.  I finished in 3rd position.

    BRUSSELS

    11am - After inhaling another breakfast and as much water and orange juice I could get my hands on, I was dressed and 'race ready' by the time I stepped off the Eurostar in Brussels.  After a metro ride and a quick walk, we were at the start of the bike race and found all our bikes lined up in numerical order.  I was so happy to see my bike there and in perfect condition (having dropped it off in London with the Eurostar 2 days earlier), final preparations began and at 12:15 I found myself at the start line preparing for another mass start. The funny thing was minutes before the start I was advising another competitors on the best way to navigate a hilly course (turns out she won the whole competition!) She still said my advice was helpful!

    The bike race was my biggest achievement of the day. The first time I cycled at race speed was 6 weeks prior and I have improved so much since then.  The early mornings and late evenings racing up and down hills in Richmond park, feeling myself improve and love what I was doing really paid dividends in the race.  My main focus was to relax and feel confident and with a tricky course to navigate these would be crucial.

    The 40Km cycle took me 1hr 18mins and was helped by the fact that by now I had a few supporters who were encouraging me. The only thing I cared about was staying ahead of most of the girls and I feel I held the fort well by finishing in 5th position.  As I crossed the finish line I was handed a medal and all of a sudden I found I couldn't breathe, it felt like something was restricting my throat. I thought I might have been having a bit of a panic attack so i just tried to steady my breathing and limp over to put my bike back on its stand.  (I was limping because I had a crash on lap 4 on the tram tracks).  With a mixture of sweat and tears running down my face I tried to calm down, adjust my body to the end of the race and hold it together to save face in front of all my new friends.  I don't think I realised how much I pushed myself until I stopped pushing.  I will get much better at this once I learn how to race in the future.

    LONDON

    3pm - Back on the Eurostar I was exhausted and faced with the worst of the 3 events.  The 10K run.  The tram tracks in the bike race had taken a few other competitors victims, breaking one guy's wrist and another girl had concussion.  Lucky it wasn't raining or it would have been worse!

    I tried to inhale another meal but half way through my lasagne I realised my slot for a sports massage had arrived and I raced through 5 carriages to find my masseuse!  Wow!  I thought it was some kind of joke when they offered massages, but they were deadly serious :)

    By the time we arrived in London my Mum had been eagerly waiting for me in Regents Park for over an hour and saw me walking down the road having my bag carried for me.  I think I've done well when Olympic Athlete Iwan Thomas offers to carry my bag!

    6:30pm the race begins!  This time my only aim was simple - get to the finish line asap. Run hard and run home and pray my knee injury didn't cause me too much grief. The race was 3 laps and I felt great for the first half.  The second half was not so good but the support and drive that having my friends and family thereRun - high 5 gave me was incredible.

    This time, the smiles on their faces said it all.   Each time I passed I gained a burst of energy from them and I thought about them until I saw them again.  52mins later I crossed the finish line of my 1st triathlon and surrounded by all the people I had been thinking about I felt relieved and immensely happy.

    2 days later I found out my overall result of 5th out of the women and 65th altogether out of 120 competitors.  Thanks so much for reading this if you have got this far! And for all your support and encouragement.

    It's ridiculous how much it helps you when it comes to crunch time.

    Sophie Roberts