… for endangerment. No, I’ve never heard of it. I got it at today’s triathlon for doing something I was told to do, after doing something I was not told not to do. With me so far?
Here’s the deal. The logistics of this race involve taking a ferry to an island at 7:15 for a 9am start. No point in warming up before the ferry. At 8:30, on the dock where we are going to jump in for a water start, I suit up (wetsuits mandatory, although the water was rather warm) and hop in for a warmup swim (breaking my goggles in the process; luckily I have a spare with me!). I swim around the stern of the ferry which is docked, and head towards the buoys. About 200yds out, a kayaker points me to a dinghy behind me. They say to get my ass back to the dock, and point me to the front of the ferry. I do so, haul my butt back on the dock, and get scolded. I apologize and point out that there was no instructions not to warm up in the water.
Race starts (the advertised cannon start consisted of the official yelling “go”), I do my first Olympic tri in over 10 years, come in 17th overall, 1st in 45-49. Splits are lousy, but it seemed everyone else’s was, too, so I’m not terribly unhappy. I then cursorily check the penalty list, and there it is. I’ll have to look it up.
The head ref explained that it was getting in the way of the ferry that was the issue (I think, I was pretty stunned at the moment).
On the two hour drive home, I thought about this. My sources of information for this race were 1) USAT rule book, 2) Racer Guide on the web, first-timers meeting on Friday evening (I was there), and the mandatory 6:45am racer meeting (I was there, too). No mention of no warming up on the island. None. The head ref explained that someone told us on the island. Didn’t tell me. On the island, people (almost 400 of us) were spread along a pier and inland over about 200yds. There was no mention of any kind of meeting once on the island, so I can’t understand how everyone was supposed to be informed, for the first time, about something important. There was someone walking around with a megaphone, but her only message was on how important it was to organize the waves to get everyone in at slack tide.
I calmly found the race director in order to tell him that next year he needed to explicitly indicate in the racer guide that nobody was allowed in the water. To his credit, when he heard what happened, he gave me a big jug of Hammer Gel as compensation.
My gut reaction is to give up the sport, but that’ll pass.
My other reaction is that non-sprint triathlons are hard. I’m gonna have to re-think my four year plan of “going long”.
Thanks for listening.
(Edit: In my stunned stupor, I forgot to pick up my bag that they brought back from the island. Gone are my bungee goggle strap and my beater sneakers. Now I have to mow the lawn in my running shoes…)