In a race. How do you gave it all you had to give?
Personally the only time I felt I couldn't give anymore is when I puked at the end of the 5k run. My muscles were so fcking burning in the last kilometer, but in every race up to that point I always came out of the water 30 seconds down, and never had any drafting for the bike. I was always trashed for the run.
In the particular race I caught on some really fast feet and held as if my life depended on it. On the bike I was finally in a peleton and tried to start up a chat, but no-body responded. The good thing was that there was this new kid (17 yo kid haha) that felt pressured whenever someone took the lead from him on the bike, so he was motoring us at 40kph like 90% of the ride.
T2 had two sets of bike racks separted by a small hedge. I went into the wrong one and lost like 20 seconds. I burned the first 2k in 7:10 until I caught the leader in my AG. From there it all went downhill. My muscles were starting to cramp and I nearly had to walk. Stupid mistake opening that fast. At that point I knew I didn't have any chance of catching #1, but #3 was still a possibility. The last K I actually saw him 50m infront of me, so I started to speed up. When we were 200m from the finish I was only 10m behind him, but his dad yelled to him I was close and I was left eating his dust. Atleast I had the fastest run I ever had in a triathlon (19:33).
Lets hear some stories people.
Personally the only time I felt I couldn't give anymore is when I puked at the end of the 5k run. My muscles were so fcking burning in the last kilometer, but in every race up to that point I always came out of the water 30 seconds down, and never had any drafting for the bike. I was always trashed for the run.
In the particular race I caught on some really fast feet and held as if my life depended on it. On the bike I was finally in a peleton and tried to start up a chat, but no-body responded. The good thing was that there was this new kid (17 yo kid haha) that felt pressured whenever someone took the lead from him on the bike, so he was motoring us at 40kph like 90% of the ride.
T2 had two sets of bike racks separted by a small hedge. I went into the wrong one and lost like 20 seconds. I burned the first 2k in 7:10 until I caught the leader in my AG. From there it all went downhill. My muscles were starting to cramp and I nearly had to walk. Stupid mistake opening that fast. At that point I knew I didn't have any chance of catching #1, but #3 was still a possibility. The last K I actually saw him 50m infront of me, so I started to speed up. When we were 200m from the finish I was only 10m behind him, but his dad yelled to him I was close and I was left eating his dust. Atleast I had the fastest run I ever had in a triathlon (19:33).
Lets hear some stories people.