I had to wake up early so I could eat my runny egg and buttery toast breakfast.
It was the Weet-Bix tryathlon so I got dressed and climbed into our family van. When we got to the Tahuna playing fields, I felt super nervous. We had to listen to loud speakers to know when to go to the starting line on the beach. By the time it said, "orange caps", I was ready to go. I asked Mum and Dad if they had heard it, but they hadn't. All the orange caps lined up and ''SNAP!'' We were off. I was shaking with cold from head to toe as I approached the freezing water. My heart started pounding like mad as I crashed into the water and I could barely swim because it was so cold. I emerged from the sea then ran up the beach to the bike area. I tried to start pedaling but my pedals did not work. I tried again but they still didn't work. So in the end Dad and a helpful stranger came racing out and put my chain back on. I did my two laps of the circuit and put my bike back in its place and started running to the finish line. My legs were whobbling from pedalling so fast but when I reached the the finish I was delighted.
