Going through one of the pro’s race report
I fell in love with her statement, seriously how fitting is it?. So, I
mentioned before how I like to go in great lengths in my race reports, I
usually start with the trip and the days prior to the race, especially if is an
out of town kind of race. This time around I feel as if I have to go back even
more given the circumstances, so chill out, grab a cup of coffee and feel free
to stop reading anytime you want to.
The day before heading to NOLA I was on my
way to the pool when a friend of mine texted me and asked me if I had read the
news about the race, the first thing that came to mind was ‘don’t tell me we
are not going to have a swim, AGAIN!’ after a couple of seconds of thinking on
a thousand different scenarios I told myself not to freak out, last year there
wasn’t a swim and I end up having one of my best races, how worse could it get?
Well, it turns out it could be a lot worse.
A year ago they cancelled the swim the morning of, and end up with a bike/run
race. This year apparently they decided that this wouldn’t be enough to screw
up with the swimmer’s race and head so they decided to put a 2 mile ‘warm up’ run
before the bike. To make matters worse they shortened the bike course since
part of the course had lots of debris from the storms. So if you think about it
that is a swimmer/non-runners worst nightmare... Carmen’s dream race LOL.
I put a smile on my face and said ‘whatever
it is, I can’t do anything about it’. I have been working way too hard to
self-sabotage any races and I figure after the fact I could vent on my blog
about it, so here it comes… SERIOUSLY???? Two years in a row, looking back what
I find most offensive is the fact that they cancelled the swim based on
forecasted conditions, I don’t know about everybody else out there but I don’t
recall weather forecasters being right very often, not sure what the point of
not waiting til race morning was, so before I go any further I will say ‘fool
me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me’… PHEWW! I feel better now.
A year ago I drove to New Orleans with my
sister Raquel and had the time of our lives, honestly race day was just one
more thing to add to the fun weekend. This year was quite different, me, Sami
and John (Sami’s training partner) drove together, don’t take me wrong I had a
great time but starting with the fact that I was only allowed to go to the
bathroom so often on our trip down (and then back), and the fact that the two
people I was travelling with were THRILLED with the recent news of not having a
swim the whole weekend just had a different ‘ambience’.
One of the things that had me worried was
the fact that never in my life I had run more than 13.1 miles, not on a race
nor in a training day and yes you will say ‘come one is only 2 more miles’, but
guess what, for all those non-swimmers out there just think of the stress you
go through when moving from an Olympic race distance to a Half Ironman… now
imagine you didn’t even get to train for that extra distance, not so cool huh?,
so I would be lying if I told you I wasn’t taken off by the news but tried not
to let it get to me. I was determined to have a good race.
The two days before the race were pretty
low key, we tagged along with Jeremy and Elaine, they always seem to pick the
coolest restaurants and with two guys on my party you can imagine research was
not a priority.
Race morning we headed to transition to get
everything set up, it was pretty cold and the wind didn’t make us feel any
better, good thing we were prepared and kept my two jackets on til I headed to
the TT start. After I was done setting up I headed out for a quick run warm up
and left my ‘extra layers’ back in the car. I was lucky to have one of the
earliest waves and decided to place myself on the front for the time trial
start (we were sent out on pairs every 3” within your wave). I end up being the
3rd-4th person to start on my wave, which was pretty
nice, last year I got stuck at the end of my age group and I didn’t want to
make the same mistake this year.
Jeremy had mentioned we should go out and
settle on a solid pace but nothing crazy, low Z3. So I did, I actually felt
VERY good on the first two miles, on the way back I saw Jerry Halphen, Sami and
Dean Pappas (all of them on the wave after ours). I noticed at that point that
Sami didn’t start on the front.
Finally have a pic with both feet off the ground... am I becoming a runner??
T1 was pretty uneventful… and please let me
brag about my speedy transitions this time around, this was something that
needed work on the last couple of seasons, I hope this is an indication I will
be ‘better’ this year although I can’t take credit for it cause I have not
practice anything in specific. BUT I had the second fastest T1 in my AG and
fastest T2.
As I have mentioned before this year is all
about my IM and pacing on the bike, I wanted to have a good run (secretly
looking to break 1:40) and I remember how last year we had headwind on the way
out and tail wind on the way back. So my plan was to take it easy on the way
out and then push harder on the way back, this way my legs wouldn’t be
overtired for the run, little did I know this year there wasn’t as much
tailwind on the way back, instead we kept hitting crosswinds everywhere. I
never found the time to push harder. I usually stay mid Z3 on my HIM bike, but
this time around I was way below that (average HR 147.. not even Z3 buuuuuhhh).
My shoulders and neck were very sore from holding tight to my aero bars, after
the race Sami mentioned how he just ‘relaxed’ his upper body, well
unfortunately some of us are midget size and found myself being blown over the
course more times than I thought possible. On this leg of the race I am usually
passed by a couple of girls, but I was surprised at how many of them passed me.
By the time we reached T2 I was just glad I was done with the acrobatics trying
to keep myself from falling.
T2 was FAST!, yes I said fast please check
and see J. Took my visor, salt tablets and gels and made my way through
the run out arch. Due to the storms they had to change the run course to a two
loop course, I started running and settle on a pace, I didn’t feel particularly
good but didn’t feel bad either. Right before mile 1 I got passed by Jeremy and
one of the male pros, it was pretty cool to see them a couple of times through
the course as they stayed together for one whole loop. Right after they passed
me Mirinda Carefree passed me as well, that girl has the perfect form! Almost
like mine if I may say so myself J.
Once I started the second loop I felt great
all of the sudden and decided to push a bit harder, by mile 9 I passed these
two guys who were running together and they thought I was holding a ‘good pace’
and stuck with me. It actually helped me keep my mind busy since they were
having a full blown conversation and kept me entertained (I will never
understand how people can talk while racing). Around mile 11 I started to die
and they encouraged me to stay with them. I saw a girl ahead of me who I knew
had passed me on the bike (she was not in my age group but was in the 40+ wave),
I started closing the gap and by the time I passed mile marker 12 I decided to
make the pass, looking back I should have waited a little bit to sprint cause
half a mile into it I run out of gas, she passed me again and I just ‘survived’
the last ½ a mile.
I have the feeling this pic wont be making it to an magazines :)
I crossed the finish line and had no idea
what my bike or run time was (my Garmin was on my bike and somehow I managed to
stop my watch), I knew I had way too much left on my tank after the bike, but I
also knew I was pretty happy with the run… I thought maybe I broke 1:40?? Well
I didn’t, come to find out I ran 1:42:38 which for the speedy ladies in my AG
might sound like nothing BUT that is my second best 13.1 (last year I did
1:41:52 on that race, course was a different one though). I am very happy with
my run, I wish I had broken the 1:40 but I think if we wouldn’t have had the
two miles up front I would have been able to (famous last words… could of,
should of, would of).
Looking back I wish I had pushed harder on
the bike, but you never know what would have happened with my run if I did.
Overall I am happy the way things went, race conditions couldn’t have been any
worse for me, I always wondered how I would like doing duathlons… well, I
don’t, that is why I do TRIathlons. And for those thinking I am a whiner, I
would LOVE to see some of you guys getting your run cancelled… and since we are
at it lets put a little ‘warm down’ swim at the end of the race ;).
I learned a couple of things on this race,
first of all I had the best race day nutrition to date which I am sure is what
helped me stay consistent on my run, I also learned that if I think I can push
harder on the bike odds are I CAN (especially if every time I look at my HR is
not even in Z3!!)
I wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t give a shout
out to my weekend companions and they both had an awesome race. First of all Sami
had a KILLER race, he crushed it and ended up 2nd in his AG. This
was a great confidence booster for his upcoming IM and I can’t wait to see him race
in Lanzarote. John, his partner in crime, also had an amazing race taking 4th
in M45-49, these old guys can run!!
Carmen and the studds
It is pretty funny how last year I ended up
5th in my AG and couldn’t get a slot to Vegas, this year Sami and I
had decided we are not going to do Vegas, he didn’t take his slot and I
actually end up getting one on the roll down which I didn’t take either. Most
people think that the older you get the easier is to place, well think twice, I
ranked 8th in the F40-44, these ladies can run! It is becoming very
clear that if I want to stay competitive at this distance a- I need a swim J and b-
I NEED to bring my run under 1:40.
Next up for me is Knoxville Olympic, I am
antsy to get to the start line. I know my run is better than last year and
can’t wait to see what I can do on the bike.
Thank you to my sponsors for getting me to
race day on top shape (PT Solutions, Muscle Milk and K-Swiss). To my coach
Jeremy who always amazes me how he knows what to say (or not to say) to make
sure I can have the best race (if it weren’t for him I would have shown up with
my disc and needless to say that would have NOT been pretty). Lastly, thanks to
the one person that ALWAYS makes this little escapades possible, my sister
Raquel. She was yet again the champ this weekend, stayed with my two monsters
and not even once I had to worry about how they were doing.
