After being destroyed in Berlin, I didn’t want to do anything else. But I still needed to do something regardless of my marathon tired legs. The biggest triathlon in Spain with 6000 people, and the only one in the Barcelona metro area, the Barcelona Triathlon. Just 2 weeks after Berlin Marathon.

 Check in

Check in

For the past 4 months I had been only running for Berlin Marathon. But I haven’t swim or rode my bike at all. I got to admit I was scared I would drown on the swim, since I was aiming to do the olympic distance.

My coach from team ProAm borrowed me his bike. As you may know, all short distance races are draft legal here. So yes, that meant I couldn’t use Lightning at all. The swim was wetsuit legal, because the Mediterranean is always cold. The weather in general was great for a race.

Logistically it was a nightmare to get to the race site, because I lived far away from the metro area, and I needed to use public transportation. Once there I was pretty impressed of just how big this race is, from olympic, sprint and super sprint, the waves went down through all the morning.

Certainly I was just expecting to finish. You can call it a YOLO race. It was now or never. Plus if it was the only triathlon I would be able to do in Barcelona, I had to be the Olympic distance.

The swim went well. I had the mentality of a rookie. Stay behind the pack and just do your own thing. It was a bit choppy but overall great swim. The run was a bit long, since you run out off the beach, go to a ramp and run all the way to transition.

 Bike

Bike

Once on the bike, I would try to stay and draft from people I could find. Three loops in total for the bike, with some up and downs but nothing major. As fatigue started to kicking on the last loop of the bike, I just had to suck it up buttercup!

The run I thought it was awesome. And that’s something that it’s weird for me to say. You start alongside the beach and then jump onto the city’s streets. I was going easy for the first 5km / 3 miles, since I was afraid of blowing up to soon. The turnaround was on Barcelona’s Arc de Triomf. After that, I started picking up the pace and just going harder each time.

 Last stretch of the run

Last stretch of the run

I got to admit that in Miami a lot of people know me and cheer while racing, but here nobody knew me haha. Team ProAm were at the finish and it was nice to finally see some familiar faces. The great thing about the finish line was that the Panda Kick was caught in all it’s splendor and awesomeness.

 Repeat after me…. ONE

Repeat after me…. ONE

 …TWO…

…TWO…

 PANDA KICK DAT SHIT!!!

PANDA KICK DAT SHIT!!!

Results:

Swim: 00:33:19

Bike: 01:11:35

Run: 00:55:23

Total: 02:44:28



I considered not bad at all, considering that I haven’t actually train for this race.

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