Hyrox #2 - Vegas, Baby!

Hyrox Las Vegas, Feb 1-2, 2025

Just like in Anaheim in December, my initial registration was for the men's open division, but it needed to be Adaptive.  I had changed it for the race in December, but I did not know whether that change was saved in some central database, or if I would have to make it again.  I did have to change it for Las Vegas, since each race stands on its own.  No problem--just a quick trip to the Puma Flagship store near Planet Hollywood. I was in and out of there in less time than it took to park :)

They really were quite efficient at that store, and while I was there I learned that the race director was Yusuf Jeffers, the same guy I worked with in Anaheim two months ago.  Talk about a class act . . . he has a hundred things going on all at once during an event, and he still took time to meet with me, answer all my questions, prepare his coaches for my appearance . . . you name it, and it got done.  On top of that, there was the award Sunday night.

I was not around for the main ceremony, but since I was a volunteer judge on Sunday, I was there after it ended.  Nearly everyone had gone home.  Just the staff and some volunteers were left, taking down rigs and packing up to depart.  I was sitting all alone near the pedestal, waiting for one of the staff to bring me whatever I had won by coming in first place in my division (1 of 1).  I heard a commotion and looked up, and I saw a small crowd of about 15 people coming to help me celebrate!  They cheered for me as I stood up there holding my first-place sign, and they were kind enough to take my picture and congratulate me before getting back to work.  They really know how to make a guy feel loved, not to mention like an accomplished athlete!

Other than that unexpected ending, the race went about as well as I could hope.  I had not been training hard due to pain in my feet, especially the left.  I needed to take it easy in the weeks leading up to this race, so I figured my performance would suffer.  It did, but surprisingly not that much.  I was 10 minutes slower than last time.  Not bad at all.

I was too wiped out after the race to hang out, so I missed my teammates who ran later in the day.  I got a chance to catch up with some of them, at least, the next day when we volunteered to help out with judging.

Other than a crappy parking situation, it was a fine weekend.  I'm looking forward to the next one . . . and if the staff happen to read this, you know what I'm going to ask.  "Do you have anything for adaptive?" 

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