It's been quite a long week here in the 'Burgh. the chilly weather seems to slow down the rate of things to an unnerving meander as is reflected by all of today's snail-paced 'Last-Saturday-Before-Christmas-Shopping' traffic...
This time last week, however, Omer and I defied the weather and trotted off to Washington's Landing to compete in the annual 'we're-nutters-and-don't-mind-running-in-snow' Biathlon, run by the Central Catholic High School Rowing Team...
Biathlon in this case indicates 7.5km on a rowing machine (about 30-35 mins) followed by a 10km run (through snow in temperatures similar to my last post). All at a ridiculous hour on a Saturday morning (~~~>):
It may seem a little silly, because it really is - but then, there's nothing quite like doing something silly in the winter to make you feel more macho :)
So Omer (never rowed on a machine before) and I (only once run 10km before) full of fear at coming last, set off ablazing, and remarkably manage to keep it up through the rowing (that's me in the red shirt and Omer one machine over).
We then make a less than brisk change out of sweaty shirts ready to brave the snow and cold. This is the part where I get to rely totally on Omer's running experience.
We get to about the 9km mark and I'm in rather a lot of pain... but then seeing the finish line was something of an inspiration as we sprint the last 100 yards. Now, not wanting to blow my own trumpet or anything (right!) - Sarah said we were going so fast that she didn't get a chance to take the photo - hence the glancing view of my red hat in this photo (I think she was just trying to make me feel more macho...)
Final evidence that doing a biathlon in December is very very silly (~~~>) oh, and an (appropriate?) number allocation for Omer!
We actually did alright in the end. Though I have to admit that the majority of people listed in the following table were a good ten years younger than us. Still, we didn't come last!