Figuring it out.
The perfect road trip weekend. Two gals hit the road heading west to Swakopmund. We threw our bags and bikes in the back of Andrea’s VW “kombie” (with a Grateful Dead sticker on the back), Paul Simon and John Lee Hooker on the cassette player, and the car, nicknamed “Shanti” (or White Lightning III, as I referred to her), drove a steady 100km/hr. All of this in order to swim, bike, run...
It was a typically overcast coastal morning. We stood on the beach near the Jetty, waiting for our turn to swim through epic swells in 16 degrees C. The 2011 Desert Triathlon was not exactly on my “to do” list when I arrived in Namibia a few months ago. But when I met up with a group of hard core runners here, they quickly convinced me to step outside of my comfort zone for the open water (ocean!) swim. So I joined the group of other insane wetsuit-clad athletes and proudly finished, albeit slowly. (I blame flat tires and the ridiculously challenging swim conditions: http://www.namibian.com.na/news/full-story/archive/2011/december/article/murphy-wins-desert-triathlon/)
If this is not figuring it all out, then this is pretty damn good.
My favorite line: "The swimming conditions were aggravated by unusual choppy water in the Mole, as well as a slight rip". Seriously? Slight rip is a aggravation? I love it.
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