I watched the Ironman competition in Madison this past weekend. What an amazing and inspiring event. Starting at 7am and allowing people to continue on the course until midnight, the event is much more of a personal mission than a race. Clearly I was not about to get up and watch the swimming leg at 7am, but in the afternoon I was able to watch a good bit of the transition from biking to running. What amazed me the most was that despite the age difference between the athletes (ranging mostly from mid-twenties to mid-fifties), I could hardly tell the difference when they were wearing their helmets. If only my legs could look that good when I am 50. Also quite intriguing is the amount of muscle definition in their legs, which is so visible even when doing something simple like stepping off their bike.
The marathon portion was less interesting to watch, if only because it was slower, and people look a lot worse when they run. However, the end was just incredible (obviously more incredible for them than for me, but still quite exciting). For every finisher, the crowd would cheer and the voice announced their name and hometown. Volunteers helped them walk to get water and make sure everything was OK. The number of competitors was impressive, but I was even more surprised at the number of people who were international. I never realized that it was such a big deal everywhere.