This year was my third Big Husky sprint distance triathlon. I did my first ever triathlon at Husky in February 2020, mountain bike and all. It was purely a competition to prove I could beat my little sister who decided to give triathlon a go Christmas day two months prior. I did beat her, in case you were wondering. It got me hooked on the sport, my sister hasn’t ever done another triathlon.
We get to race in some pretty incredible places in Australia but Husky is my favourite so far. I’m not sure if it’s the (normally) sparking clean water in Jarvis Bay, the fairly flat terrain, the view on the run course or the if it’s just the general awesome atmosphere of the town in the last weekend of February each year that seals the deal for me.
The lead up to the race this year for me was great, I’d upped my training and was feeling more prepared than I had for a race before. I really wanted to take some significant time off my 2021 race.
Chris and I finished work at lunch time on the Friday, packed up the car, picked the kids up early from school and headed on our way in the torrential rain. After arriving in Husky just after 6pm, eating some pizza (pre-race carb load of course!) and settling into our little beach shack, I headed out for a quick, wet 20-minute bike check ride. With the sun setting on the bay (though I couldn’t tell because it was pouring rain), I rode down the bike path to Vincentia and back home drenched but ready for the next day.
Race day was overcast but mostly dry with just the occasional shower, a huge relief considering the rain in the week leading up to the weekend and the forecasted downpours. The atmosphere in transition was great, WTC kit everywhere. I coincidentally racked my bike next to a non-WTC Collaroy local, I put the sell on her to join the club, don’t worry!
Wetsuits on, a large group of WTC ladies gathered on the start hill above the beach to wish each other luck and chat race plans. And then it began. The swim set off in groups of two. The visibility was horrendous but it was flat as a tack and still really beautiful. I swam around the pink cones, back through the yellow ones and I was quickly out and running up the stairs, hearing my first “C’mon Sally!”, “Go mum!!” and “Go Warringah!” cheers as I ran un the steps and made it into T1.
An okay transition saw me running out with my bike to the mount line and attempt to mount. Slip, laugh, slip again, realise Nic Brunt is filming my awful mount and laugh again. I finally managed to click in and I was off. The ride was great and the road mostly dry. I felt good and was clocking an average speed much faster than I did in 2021. The 10km mark passed, then 11, I couldn’t help wonder if my Garmin GPS was out or if it was the course. At about 11.5km, I reached the U-turn of the 20km leg) and headed back into town. Unfortunately, there was quite a few cars on the course on the way back and navigating to overtake them wasn’t easy. The last 2km was a blur of “Go Warringah”. Every time I heard someone cheer me on it made me smile and gave me the boost I needed to keep pushing.
Feeling fairly good and slightly ahead of my 2021 time, I went into T2, slid out of my cleats, into my runners and set off down the path. The run is my favourite leg and I felt I pushed hard, coming in not far off my 5km pb. The out and back of this course meant there were plenty of high fives and cheers from other WTC racers and supporters – there is no better feeling.
Finally, down the run chute, hearing my kids cheer me home got me across the line. Such an awesome race and cannot wait for Husky 2023.