Sunday, I raced the most important race of this season, Triatlo David Vaz. For those who dont remember I lost my dear friend David to cancer a year ago…
David, a man who had a tremendous passion for sports and life always wanted to set up a non-drafting triathlon race where he was born, Fundão.
By the effort of many people, the Portuguese triathlon federation and his family last Sunday, on the 10th of September the first race was held in his name in Fundão, an Olympic non-distance drafting race.
I was a bit tired on Sunday after racing a duathlon on Saturday where I came 2nd overall, but the spirit was good. I think I never felt so calm before a race, so peaceful.
There is no doubt that I would have wanted to win the race, but the most important was to be there.
The course was beautiful, but hard, probably one of the hardest courses I have ever done.
I finished 2nd, which doesn’t really matter. It was overwhelming to cross the finish line and run straight into the arms of Davids father…Alvaro Vaz… It was overwhelming to see how much it meant for them that I was there racing to honor their son, my friend…