TimeForGuinness wrote:phins wrote:I couldn't do the swim...swimming in open water to exhaustion would freak me out. Not a great swimmer to begin with.
I grew up in the water, been swimming in a lake every summer for 30 years...not too worried about the swim...it's only 1.2 mi.
My worry is the transition from bike to run...started a spinning class and while it was awesome for an hour, when I got off the bike for the first time, I had a huge realization that this transition is gonna be a bit harder than I thought. My legs were jello.
Oh my gosh. Swimming 1.2 miles is tough, even if you know how to swim and are a fish at heart. I remember one time, in college, where our civil department had a bbq and there was a lake nearby. Someone bet me $10 I couldn't swim across it, and then back and I think it was probably 200 yards there and 200 yards back (so maybe not even a quarter mile). Now, it was dark and creepy looking - and to say I was sober would be a lie - but I couldn't pass up the bet (I was afterall in the BSOML and completely comfortable in the water). About halfway to the other side, or right in the [expletive] middle of the lake, I got gassed and started cramping up and couldn't swim freestyle anymore. At first I panicked and tried to go faster...just get this over with.
But, that just made it worse. So, I just went down to see how deep the bottom was and possibly rese there for a second. And...it was deeper than I thought. So, I never reached it. I kind of panickingly reached up to the surface and caught my breath while half assedly treading water. People started freaking out on the shore, but I yelled I was okay.
Eventually, I figure out I just had to float and use my buoyancy while doggie paddling the second half of the way across the lake. Which I did, and was fine with the intermittent break to float on my back. Obviously, though, it was a struggle much greater than I anticipated. So.....what to do.
I certainly didn't want to lose the bet, but I didn't want to risk my life either. I planned on going back, but following the shore on the way back incase I really cramped up, I could just swim a couple feet and get into shallow water where I could touch. But, someone on the other side, not affiliated with our party, saw me start this trek and said he'd call the cops if I tried to swim back. I had never been to so happy to have to quit a bet for fear of being arrested.
all that to say, swimming in open water is a real [expletive]. There's no lane divider or wall to grab onto if something goes awry.
Also, I'd guess the jello legs from biking go away fairly quickly into a run....it'll just be replace dwith general tiredness though

Good luck.