Baby was exceptionally thirsty that night - it was stifling hot. Plus she is four months old and ready to munch on the solids - just hasn't got quite used to the texture and technique.
Normally I would be stoked that I 'slept in' until 8am.
But about two minutes after I woke up I realised that this morning was not a morning to be sleeping in. This morning was Iron Maori registration day.
Registrations opened at 7:30am.
I'd heard that it usually sells out in 10 minutes!
Crap.
I jumped on my tablet and typed in Iron Maori registrations. I pressed enter. The little round thingy spun around and around. I am not a patient woman. I grabbed my cell phone and did the same thing. By this time my tablet had loaded up. Weirdly the little countdown timer to registrations was still counting down with 11 hours to go. Strange. The column on the right said it was open from 7.30am. I clicked on that. And held my breath.
[Sidebar: Even though I was freaking out I still noticed the 1/4 and the 1/2 are called the Tahi/Wha and the Tahi/Rua.... Aue taukiri e.]
I got redirected to the Trident site. When I clicked on the 1/4 individual event I went to a page that had a button at the top saying Individual, then the title 1/4 Iron Maori, then a paragraph that said I needed a login and I could get one when registrations were open, etc. No Register Now button, or Click here to register. I was still confused. Were registrations open?
After a few minutes of discussion with the husband, I jumped on the PC just in case my mobile devices were missing something.
Nope. The site online was identical. I resigned to thinking I had missed out for a few moments. But this could not be the result. After all my efforts I surely could not have missed out on even getting started on achieving my goal because I slept in!? I decided to think outside the box and clicked on that button above the title.
I smiled as I was taken to the login page and registered. As I went through, however, the pages loaded more and more slowly. When I got to the tshirt size page (what is up with only having the female fitted shirt in Small?!) it crashed. My smile vanished.
Argggghhhhh! I clicked on Medium again. Nothing. I clicked on Large. Nothing. My blood pressure went from low to average. I tried to go back to the start and register again. [my email address] is already registered. Deep breaths.
I was not going to let this poorly designed online form beat me. Not after all my mental preparation and investment (not to mention the start I'd made in the physical department).
I noticed a shopping cart at the top right corner. I knew I hadn't finished registering because I hadn't paid. I clicked. And held my breath.
... Bingo! *huge flood of relief*
I entered my payment details and finally the whole ordeal was over ...
... And so starts the next phase of this journey. I just bought a bike last week and will be getting it soon - haven't ridden a bike since I was a teenager. This should be interesting :)
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