Race Report: IRONMAN CHATTANOOGA

     It has been one full week since Ironman Chattanooga and I finally made the time to sit down and reflect on the ups and downs of the day.  Although my coach gave me the entire week off of training, I opted to catch up on some  TV after work instead of writing my race report or re-building my bike (yes, that would be tonight's activity). 

  But before I start getting into the report of my own, personal race experience, I wanted to give a quick list of my overall opinions of this inaugural race (to help those who may be seeking  reviews of the race to consider for the future.


Overall opinions of the race...

1) Chattanooga is a perfect venue for an Ironman race:  
      Transition, the expo, and the finish line were right next to each other which makes hobbling to transition to retrieve your gear post-race much better).  
      There are also a million hotels within walking distance of the race site.  And, if you choose to save some money, there are many hotels within a ten minute drive (like the clean and friendly Best Western where I stayed) and a plentiful amount of public parking close to transition for race day.
      There are plenty of restaurants and museums to keep your support staff occupied while your're out on the race course.  Although I didn't have any kids with me, there is an aquarium and discovery museum within walking distance of transition and I heard that a lot of families enjoyed that.  Also, if you happen to have a significant other who wants to watch football all day (like me) there are a large amount of sports bars to whole up in (like the BWW where my boyfriend went).

2) The city of Chattanooga is in full support of this race which makes for a much greater race experience for the athletes:
    I've never seen so many volunteers at a race. And, I've never seen so many smiling volunteers at a race.  The entire city of Chattanooga was happy and excited to have this race in the city and it showed (besides the idiots who put tacks on the bike course which could happen at any event). At the finish line, there was about 1 volunteer for every athlete who finished and none of them minded getting sweat and stank all over them.  
    Also, much of the course was lines with people cheering (and just normal local people) which made for extra motivation.  Parts of the run course had frat boys and locals out screaming for athletes all day long....it was pretty awesome.

3) Although the swim was a bit easier, the remainder of the race was quite challenging, in my opinion:
   I have seen a lot of posts in online forums (especially Slow Twitch) that call the swim a 'joke' and say that the race is not worth doing.  Clearly, none of those people actually participated in the event. Yes, the swim was quick (although not as quick as IM NYC) due to the current and the fact that it was a straight shot downriver (which meant a limited amount of buoy spotting was needed).  But, all those forum people seem to forget that we still had to bike an extra four mountainous miles before having to run some seemingly insurmountable hills.   God forbid the sun is out next year...because the tail-end of the run loop will probably be race-ending for some people. 

Now, on to MY race....
Saturday (the day before the race):
Me and Craig at the Expo
    I woke up still feeling pretty terrible from a cold (my muscle cramps were gone at least) so we went to Sonic and then to the race site to get my rental wheels put on.  My ultimate goal for the day was to go to transition, pick up dinner from Whole Foods to reheat, and then head back to the hotel as early as possible to get as much rest as I could (in hopes of waking up on race day feeling as well as possible).

    The bike techs had some issues getting my rental wheels on because the rear brake on my bike is so super tight that it would not fit the width of the new firecrest zipps.  The original wheel tech told me that I was pretty much out of luck and was going to have to use my tubulars in the race (I wanted clinchers because I’m more comfortable changing them).  However, one really nice bike tech worked on my bike for about 45min and was able to basically, rebuild the rear break so that they could squeeze the wheel in.  Many thanks to that guy!!!!
   
  Putting my wheels on my bike took a bit longer than expected.  But, I was still able to get on my bike to a quick spin/test ride by about 1pm.  I was only on the bike for about 15-20min as I really just wanted to make sure that everything was in working order without straining myself (since I was still feeling pretty cruddy). 
   
  We went to whole foods and was back to the hotel by 3:30pm where I spent the remainder of the night in bed with tissues and snacks.

RACE DAY:
Race Morning:
Let's get this race started!!!
     Set my alarm for a 4am wake-up and was at the race site by 4:30am.  Fortunately, my excitement for the race made my nasty cold (which hit me the day before we left for Chattanooga) seem quite a bit better.

     It was very easy to find parking on race day since there were so many parking lots within 2 blocks of transition.  We stayed in the car until about 5am so that I could try to eat my yogurt, fruit, and granola parfait.  I was only able to get about half of it down but it was a nice chance to just take deep breadth and wrap my head around what was coming. While in the car, I told Craig that I didn’t plan on doing a full Ironman next year since I want to try and get better at the HIM distance.  I already kind-of regret making that promise to him. L

    After breakfast, we walked to transition and was on the bus to Swim Start by about 6am since there were busses lined up as far as I could see.   At swim start, I waited in line for the my "last chance" porta-potty before getting into the swim start line-up which was already over a mile long.

The Swim: 
Swim Split: 49:52
     Based on where I was lined up, I was one of the last people to get into the water before the wetsuit swimmers (the race was non-wetsuit legal so they held back the wetsuit swimmers until after all the others had gotten into the water).  There were A LOT of wetsuit swimmers so it still only took about 9 minutes for me to filter through the line to the start. 

     I chose to not get into the water during the practice swim the day before since I did not want to make myself wet and cold when I got out (figured that wasn’t good for me being as sick as I was).  However, I still sat on the hill overlooking the practice swim and had a good opportunity to see how fast the current was moving people.

    Although the race directors had stated that the current would be slowed on race day, I still figured that there would be a decent amount of help and that I could hold way, way back on the swim while still moving quite quickly.

    Given the current, I just tried to stay calm and relaxed through the swim.  Since the swim start was not grouped by age or ability, I was not able to draft off anybody.  However, given the lack of turns on the swim and the strong current, I just kept my stroke steady and made it through the swim quickly and without expending too much energy.  

T1:
T1 Split: 8:14
    I jogged up the hill to T1 (it was a pretty steep hill) and then took my time in the changing tent making sure that I was covered in sunscreen and had everything I needed.  I didn't really feel like frying again on an IM. 

Thowing Craig a peace sign as I head up the ramp to T1
The Bike:

Bike Split: 6:32.39
    I tried to get my heart-rate to settle as quickly as possible.  However, the up-and-down nature of the course made it very difficult for me to really have control over my HR and speed.  I typically bike in aero on flats so I’m very comfortable keeping a more consistent cadence and relaxing in aero. However, this course had absolutely ZERO flat sections which took me way way out of my comfort zone. 

    I tried to spin out my legs and sit up in the climbs which allowed a lot of people to pass me.  However, I would pass everyone else on the downhill portions and I am able to control my bike very well while in aero. The challenge of the course for me, however, was that I was either spinning my legs on the climbs or was coasting in aero on the downhill.  So, I felt like a lot of my bike training (getting comfortable riding in aero at a steady effort) did not really help me much since I never got the chance to just ride steady.  Given my inability to maintain more control over my effort on the bike (since my effort was determined more by demands of the terrain), I just kept an eye on my HR and tried not to let it climb too high.

    I had two main issues on the bike course.  The first issue was that my cold had been making me go to the bathroom CONSTANTLY over the past few days.  And, race day was no different.  So, I wound up having to stop about six times on the bike course to go to the bathroom which is way, way more than I would normally have to go. This brought down my bike time by a decent amount.  However, I really had no choice in the matter since biking (while holding it) was pretty painful.

    My second issue on the bike course was that my stomach started to act up after my second bottle of Ironman perform (I think my stomach can tolerate Gatorade far more than IM Perform).  I felt very nauseous.  So, I dumped my bottle of perform at the next aid station and filled it with water instead.  Although this made my stomach feel better, the lack of being able to take in any sports drink made my calorie consummation go down by a decent amount (I wasn't able to eat much more than what I had been practicing to supplement the lack of calories).

    I still had a bottle of Gatorade behind my seat which I would use.  But, I decided to save the bottle for the last hour of the bike in hopes that it would give me a bit of a boost leading into the run.
In all, I felt that I did the best I could with the bike given my lack of hill training and given my cold.  I just tried to stay as relaxed as possible and not to get too worked up over my issues since I knew that I still had the run to help me to improve my time (and since I was more confident in my run for this IM than any other).

T2:
T2 Split: 5:57
Feeling good off the bike
    I walked through transition to get my bike bag since, like T1, I wanted to make sure that I could settle myself before moving onto the next leg.  I wound up running in socks for the first time in the last three years.  I know I’m not supposed to use new gear on race day.  However, my shoes had still been rubbing my heels raw and I figured that worst case scenario, I could always take the socks off and toss them at an aid station.   The socks were super thin and didn’t actually bother me since I had tucked the tops of them into my leg sleeves to prevent them from sliding down. 
  Many thanks to my boyfriend for making me go out and purchase a pair of socks to bring with me...

The Run:
Run Split: 4:55.33
    I tried to settle into a slower-than-normal rhythm right out of the gate since I have a tendency to run faster than I should off the bike. I kept any eye on my watch and made sure not to keep my ‘running’ speed between a 10-10:30 pace and to walk the aid stations quicker than usual.  The aid stations were set about 1-1.5 miles apart which really helped me to keep to my plan of walking the aid stations (since all I had to do was run  about 10 minutes to get to the next station). 

    My first run loop was much more comfortable than expected.  I tried to drink coke at the stations and to fill my hand-help bottle with water for sipping between stations.  However, my stomach was craving some solid food after the second aid station and I decided to switch from coke to a water and banana/orange diet.  The volunteers were very helpful and helped me to keep my bottle to at least ½- ¾ filled so that I had absolutely no problem sipping from the bottle regularly between stations.  I really think that having the bottle helped me to keep myself focused and alert (since I would take a sip every-time I felt my mind start to wander). 
    
    The last five miles of each loop was pretty rough as it contained some extended, steep hills.   I didn’t even really bother to try and run up them since I knew it would waste too much energy.  Instead,  I worked on power-walking uphill as I had planned.  I was very good at keeping up my plan of running between hills and also of being able to start back up once I neared the crest of each hill (hooray for mental motivational toughness).

    Once I hit the second loop, I was pretty much on auto-pilot.  I kept an eye on my watch and tried to keep my stated “average pace” under 11:30 and really enjoyed everyone telling me “great pace” as I passed them.  Knowing I would have to walk portions of the balk half of the second run loop really helped me to keep up my running on the first half.  I Figured that I would work the flat portion knowing I would be slowed down quite a bit once I hit the hills.

Is this the Chattanooga CHOO-CHOO?
    I also took in about 2 cups of chicken broth on the second run loop since my body was really caving the salt.  I kept up my hydration and only went to the bathroom twice during the run portion.

    In all, I was very, very happy with my run.   I knew that I could easily get a PR by keeping my run comfortable and steady and keeping to my plan.  I wound up taking off 1:45 minutes per mile on the run alone.  I think that, given my issues batting a cold leading into the race, I really stepped up on the mental toughness and left everything I had (that day) on the course.


Overall Time: 12:32.15
Place: 16 in AG







Exhausted

Giving a Sadface Selfie after pulling out
of the Miami Man Speedway HIM
    On the days when I happen to get home a bit early from court, I'll run into the bedroom an lay down on the bed for a few minutes and just stare at the ceiling. "Fifteen minutes until I get up and change to go run" I tell myself. I don't turn on the TV, I don't take a nap, I just law there and stare. You would think that I never get back up again...but somehow, I always make it happen. To some extent, I'm almost torturing myself. Getting up from a nice comfy bed after a long day of work is mentally painful. But, getting to enjoy even just fifteen minutes of nothingness, makes that pain worthwhile.

    It's really freaking hard to be a full-time attorney, a triathlete training for an IM, a girlfriend, and a parent to some pets. Between work, training, and a commute that can be anywhere from 1:30-3.5hrs round-trip, there never seems to be enough time in the day for anything else (just ask my boyfriend who I just abandoned for 5hours on a weekend to go do a never=ending trainer ride). People frequently ask me how I manage the super long work/training days. And, I always tell them: "you have to get used to being exhausted all the time." After about 20 years of competitive swimming, I'm about as used to it as you can get (I remember the days in college when I would run home from class and jump into bed and set my alarm for just 10 minutes so that I could take a "nap" before practice). But even being used to used to it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't still wane on you over time.

    So why am saying this? So that you can think I'm crazy? No.

    I'm saying this to make myself (and maybe some others) perhaps feel a tiny bit better about their own daily struggle against the clock. And to maybe find some solace that you're not alone in being exhausted every minute of every day. Having a lot of full-time activities on your plate is very hard work (godspeed to those who have kids to add to the list). And all we can do is to try our best.

    And, since my website/race updates are not really anywhere on my "Must Accomplish" list...here is my super abbreviated race reports from the last 2 races:

St. Anthony's Triathlon (Oly): 

Day before the race: Car broke down on the way to the race and my orbitz hotel happened to be a LGBT bondage, orgy hotel. So, I would up struggling last-minute for both a rental car and a non-orgy hotel that still happened to have available rooms (debatable whether or not the Knights Inn I wound up staying at could also be classified as an orgy hotel). There was also a decent amount of stressed-out crying involved throught the day that gave me a monster headache and caused me to venture out to a gas station for advil around 3:30am.

Race Day: Race could have gone better BUT, given the awfulness of the day before, the race could have gone much worse too. Solid swim (BIG BIG fan of my new zoot sleeveless wetsuit). Solid bike. Cruddy run. In all, not where I was hoping to be. But nothing to be too angry about either.


Miami-Man Speedway Edition (HIM): 

Day before the race: Was feeling pretty good but was having issues with my back breaks rubbing against my race wheel. Got it checked out in the afternoon and thought I had the issue solved (gotta get this checked out again).

Race Day: Had some stomach issues which prevented my from hydrating/eating on race morning. Hoped that I would feel better if I could make it through the swim portion. However, the 'lake (I use this term very loosely) was very warm and took a lot out of me despite taking the swim very very easy. Wound up cramping in my thighs almost immediately on the bike. I tried to stick to my nutrition/hydration plan but just couldn't get my legs to stop cramping. Debated pulling out of the race through the entire first bike loop (the last thing I needed was to pull a muscle on this "B" race when I've already spent so much time/money on Challenge AC at the end of June). Wound up pulling out of the race part-way into the second lap before I was so far into nowheresville Florida that I couldn't get immediate help if I needed it. In all, just wasn't my day to shine.

Makin' Changes

Actually completing a hill running workout
(on a treadmill since hills don't exist in SoFla)
      It's 2014 and I haven't made a blog post for a really, really long time.  Why? because I was frustrated and angry.  Even since I started competing in Triathlon in 2009, I have trained myself.  And for the first few years, I did pretty well and placed towards the top of my age group in every race.  But then school ended and I got smacked in the face by the horrors of bar study, followed by unemployment, followed by life as an entry-level associate at a very, very, very busy law firm.  As a result, I plateaued in training (see almost all posts from 2013 for clarification).  It was really hard to juggle training with 'real life.'  But, as I've now been at my firm for almost 2yrs (I CAN'T BELIEVE IT HAS BEEN THAT LONG ALREADY), I finally had the chance to sit back, relax, and think about what the hell I was going to do to change things up this season.

And then, I hired a coach.

    I figure, although I did a pretty decent job training myself the last few years, I was having a hard time changing my training each year to actually be able to make myself faster.  As a swimmer, I have always pretty much used the "the more you train, the faster you get" approach to everything.  But, this approach is pretty hard to maintain with a full-time job.  All that wound up happening is that I would get overly-tired, angry, and/or injured.  So, I looked around and contacted a professional coach for some guidance.

 
My 3rd place overall 5K 'medal'
    I've been training under my new coach for the last 2 months or so and I feel stronger than ever. I even managed to get 3rd place overall at some random 5k I chose (okay, my coach chose) for me to do last month.  Not gonna lie, I really needed somebody to force me to do my running workouts. Because if it were up to me, I'd choose to spend all my training time in the pool or on the bike trainer watching SVU re-runs.

    So stay tuned for what is sure to be a very interesting season....and here is to hoping for some sweet PRs!

Checking In

“Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.”
–Lyndon Johnson

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    I had a bit of a mental and physical breakdown at the end of July.  I was in the middle of a race, just watching people pass me by, with absolutely no motivation to make it to the finish line.  I was in a daze; uninspired, just logging through the course, tired and completely miserable.  Although I made it to the finish line, I felt defeated.  
    I had a good cry on the phone with my mom after the race (yes, I'll admit it). I performed so poorly in the race that I was embarrassed for myself.  I wasn't embarrassed because of my terrible splits. Rather, I was embarrassed that I had lost my competitive edge.  I had lost that fire under my butt that I had so much earlier in the year. I had lost my competitive spirit and my ability to really 'race.'
    So, instead of pushing through and upping my training following week, I decided to take a week completely off to really think about things.  Did I really want to keep training through November?  Did I really want to race again this season?  
    After a few days of just relaxing after work (aka being a 'normal' person), I was able to think more clearly about what was happening to me.  It's not that I was sick of training, like I had first thought.  I was just sick of the WAY I was training. I wasn't tired...I was stagnant.  I was so used to training by myself that I had forgotten what it was like to train with other people.  
    I firmly believe that to bike fast, you have to practice biking fast.  I also believe that to run fast, you have to practice running fast.  And, to race well in competition, you have to race in practice.  However, forcing yourself to bike and run fast in practice is nearly impossible unless you have others to push you.  And, practicing racing is totally impossible unless you have your competition there beside you.
   It was for those reasons that I found new groups to bike and run with.  I have since been biking almost every weekend with Florida Pro Cycle and running at least once a week with iRun Company. Since I made the change, my training has been revolutionized.  I feel faster.  I feel happier.  And I'm pretty excited to see what I can do next weekend at Escape to Miami.

So, stay tuned...




GEAR REVIEW: Sporti Double Cross Workout Bikini

    I am always on the lookout for a solid workout bikini that I can use for my weekend aquabike workouts (where I bike to/from swim practice).  So, when SwimOutlet.com offered to send me a Sporti Bikini to try out, I immediately jumped at the chance.  It has been a few weeks since I first received and tried the bikini.  But, I wanted to really test it before I sat down and gave it a review.  So, here it goes...

The Item:
Sporti Double Cross Workout Bikini Top and Sporti Classic Workout Swim Bottom

The Claim:
A solid product without the high price tag

My Initial Reaction:  
    I ordered size small in both the top and bottom.  Upon first receiving the bikini, I noticed that the top looked a bit small and the bottoms looked a bit big.  The top, although slightly smaller cut than most people might prefer, was actually a perfect fit for my preference. I don't like too much extra material on top to create too much drag in the water.   The bottoms, however, seem to be cut a bit more generously than the top.  I personally like my bottoms to be cut a bit smaller for both tan-line and drag purposes.  So, in retrospect I probably would have ordered a size down.  However, if you're not into having as much butt-cheek showing, these bottoms are cut very true-to-size.

My Opinion Now:
    I have swam in this bikini several times and have biked in the top (as a sports bra) twice.  And, I have to say, this is a quality product that withstand just as much as a more expensive brand.  The pool where I train tends to have a VERY high chlorine concentration that usually results in a see-through lycra suit after only a few wears.  However, this suit has held up nicely over two weeks of swim practices both maintaining its shape and original color.  Oh, and I obviously have to mention the compliments I received on how cute the straps of this suit are!
rocking the suit at the beach
    As for the fit, the suit top fits snugly and the double-strap doesn't create any discomfort in the least. I'm normally very finicky with my attire but surprisingly, I rarely ever readjusted the straps.  The bottoms, although a bit bigger than I prefer, still doesn't create any drag due to the thick drawstring in the waist.  I actually think that I prefer the thick drawstring of these Sporti bottoms to the thin (or no) drawstring bottoms of other brands.
    Additionally, I would like to mention that I think this top could be a great alternative to a sports bra during those super-sweaty summer months.   After two, 50-plus mile bike rides, I never had any chafing or comfort problems.  However, just be careful how small you order this top if you plan on running it!

The Price Tag:
A STEAL at $12.95 for the Top and $15.95 for the Bottoms on the SwimOutlet.com website


Race Report: IRONMAN TEXAS

    Yes, I know it has been a few weeks since the race. But, I was pretty busy catching up on work and moving to a new apartment after coming home from Texas. So, I just didn’t get a chance to sit down and write my race report until now. Sorry.

    First off, let me say that both the venue and the race itself were AWESOME. The Woodlands is probably one of the best locations for a Triathlon that I could possibly imagine. Just North of Houston, the Woodlands is a very picturesque, very wealthy, neighborhood that is free from heavy traffic and nuisance. The town clearly takes a lot of pride in maintaining its landscape which made it a beautiful, relaxed course.

Thursday: 
Chilling out showing off my sexy ride
    My Boyfriend and I arrived in Houston early on Thursday morning, picked up our rental car, and headed up to the Woodlands to go and pick up my race packet (of course we had to stop for slushes as Sonic first). When we got up to the race site, we were able to find parking quite easy and took a relaxed stroll around the expo and down towards transition. Later we had some lunch before I set up my bike to be dropped off at Tribike Race Wheels for some bike pimpage. Tribike was nice enough to let me keep my bike there overnight so that I didn’t have to worry about lugging it back to the hotel. That made life super easy. Thanks Tribike!

Friday: 
At swim start for the practice swim
    I woke up at 7am in order to head down to swim start for the 1.5hrs of designated practice swim time. They had about a mile of the swim course mapped out for swimmers to get in and to get a feel for the water. .

    The practice swim was run very smoothly and was a great opportunity to get in and stretch out. Repping my Swim Fort Lauderdale cap, I swam my first practice lap with my heavily tinted goggles. Although it felt nice to get in the water with it being at the perfect temp of 75.7 degrees, I was still having some chest pains.

    NOTE: About 3 weeks prior to Texas, I fell off a curb at the St. Anthony’s Triathlon and had severe chest pains and some breathing difficulties ever since. I had gone to the doctor a few days before leaving for Texas and had some x-rays taken just to make sure nothing was broken. The doctor told me if there were any fractures, they were too small to see. They said I should be fine to compete and gave me an inhaler just in case I had any more breathing problems.

    However, even with the chest pains, I decided to swim an extra lap with slightly less tinted goggles to see which would be better for race day. I wound up going with the less-tinted because I was worried about seeing the buoys so early in the morning.

    After the practice swim we went back to Sonic for some breakfast (yes, I have a giant fixation on sonic) before hearing to transition to rack my bike and gear. Up until this point, it hadn’t really hit me that I was about to do another full Ironman. But once I got all my gear in transition, I was ready.

    We just relaxed in bed the rest of the night and shut off the lights nice and early. I got a solid night’s sleep and felt refreshed and ready to race in the morning.

RACEDAY:
Pre-Race: 
Craig, practicing his cheering
     We got to transition right about the time it opened. I was worried that we would have a hard time finding parking. However, it wasn’t a problem in the slightest. In fact, all my pre-race prep was pretty easy. I got my gear set up in transition and had a bike tech help to pump up my wheels (wasn’t quite sure how to pump these Zipps with valve extenders) with plenty of time to make the long walk over to swim start.

    Once at swim start, I immediately got in the looooooong bathroom lines and then headed straight towards the water. Because this was a mass start, I had to make sure that I was in front of the pack. So, I kissed my boyfriend goodbye, said I’d see him tonight, and got in the water about 20 minutes before the gun. I wound up treading water right next to the only other people I knew who was competing. It was nice to wish them good luck since I didn’t think I’d ever see them amongst the masses.

The Swim: 
Swim Split: 1:05.38
    I started sprinting the moment the gun went off. However, there were so many large men around me that I just got clobbered. As a stronger swimmer, I knew that I had to somehow make it out of this sea of people before the first turn buoy. But, this was easier said than done. Because there was so many people, I was just sucked right into the draft making it pretty hard to accelerate out of the pack. I managed to break away a bit by the time I reached that first turn buoy. But, there was just too many large men swimming on top of me making it hard to find a solid pace and a consistent breathing pattern. It was then that I made the decision to swing out far right of the guide buoys to give myself a bit of space. Once I was off to the side, I was finally able to extend my arms and breathe regularly. I know that I sacrificed some time and energy by intentionally swimming a bit out of the way. But, it made the swim far more enjoyable and less painful considering my chest issues (my chest problems made it very difficult and painful to breathe to one side). So, it was worth it.

T1: 
T1 Split: 4.59
    I ran out of the water and into the chute where our bike gear bags were located. I saw my boyfriend waving frantically and screaming my name which made me pretty excited. The set up of transition was very well organized. I never had a doubt of where to go and was out of T1 in a respectable amount of time.

The Bike: 
Bike Split: 6:07.15
Right after hopping on my saddle, I felt a little bit ‘off.’ For some reason, I felt like my body was more scrunched up than usual…my knees felt a bit too close to my chest when I pedaled. During the first few miles, I tried to convince myself that I was just a bit out of it from the swim. I tried to convince myself that it was all in my head and that I was going crazy. But then I looked down between my legs at the bike number that I had stuck to my seat post. It was all scrunched up. I kept biking and looked back a few minutes later to see that the number was now only half visible. OMG, I thought….MY SEAT POST IS FALLLING! Being the ‘excellent’ bike mechanic that I am, I obviously failed to tighten the seat post screw enough. Thus, little by little my seat post was getting shorter and shorter (I KNEW I WASN’T CRAZY!!!).

    I came across the first aid station at about mile 15. I pulled off to the side near the porta pottys and asked a volunteer if there was a bike tech nearby. They pointed to a red tent towards the start of the aid station. So, I ran with my bike to the tent and told him my problem. It was a good thing that I has stopped. By the time I reached that tent, my seat post had slid all the way down to the point where I couldn’t even see the marked numbers anymore (several inches). We tinkered with the bike for a few minutes and made sure it was fixed before I ran back to the road and hopped back on to continue my ride. I wasn’t very upset about the incident and the time lost though. I was just glad I was able to get it fixed and figured that now I know to check the screw for next time. You live, you learn.

    The rest of the bike went great. I was holding a MUCH better pace than my last Ironman and really enjoyed the course. The rolling hills and wooded scenery were almost soothing. I didn’t even mind when I hit some windy patches around mile 70. I just felt so relaxed. In retrospect, I think I could have biked a bit harder (I also kind of knew it at the time). But, the sun was already beaming down on us with full force and the temps were already climbing upwards of 90 degrees. Since I knew I was going to have a VERY ROUGH run ahead of me, I didn’t want to push myself too hard. I was already going to take an hour minimum off of my previous Ironman bike split. So, I just tried to keep consistent and to enjoy the ride. And enjoy it, I did. The bike course was one of the best I have ever biked and had fantastic support with aid stations every 10 miles or so. I almost can’t wait to go back to Texas again just so I can re-ride this bike course.

T2: 
T2 Split: 6.09
    I ran into some problems here which were completely unanticipated. After I dismounted my bike, a volunteer offered to take my helmet and shoes for me as well. Not knowing this would be a problem, and happy to get those damn bike shoes off my feet, I gladly unstrapped my shoes and handed them over. I started to run over to the asphalt area where our run bags were sitting. The second I stepped on the asphalt, the bottoms of my feel started to BURN. What nobody realized was that the sun had been beaming down on the blank asphalt for hours already which made it EXTREMELY hot. Had I known this, I would’ve held onto my shoes a bit longer.

    When I got into the changing tent, I took a quick glance at the bottoms of my feet. They were bright red and burning. But, I quickly slapped on my shoes and headed out onto the run course, catching a glimpse of my cheering boyfriend as I left.

The Run: 
Run Split: 5:34.45
    It wasn’t an optimal situation to have my feet already blistered an sore at the start of the 26.2mi run. But, I tried to suck it up figuring that my feet would’ve been blistered and sore by the end anyways. The run was a 3-loop run course that started by taking us out onto the neighboring streets towards swim start before veering off into a small neighborhood and then finally taking us back towards the heart of the woodlands with all the restaurants and bars where all our family would be located.

    By the time I hit the run course, the temperature was nearing 100 degrees with not a single strip of shade throughout the entire course. Thus, this run was BRUTAL. I immediately started out at a very very slow pace. But, I tried not to bee to concerned with it given the intense heat and the fact that I saw so many athletes (and volunteers and spectators) getting sick and seeking medical help along the course. Given the heat, I immediately made the decision to stop and walk all the aid stations so that I could be sure to hydrate enough to at least be able to finish. Yes, my run split was pretty miserable. But, given the conditions, I don’t think anybody had an amazing run that day.

    The run course itself was probably one of the best possible courses for spectators. There were groups of spectators scattered along the neighboring roads which was nice. And, once you made the turn back towards the restaurant and bar area, you were completely surrounded on either side by spectators who provided A LOT of much needed mental support. What was also pretty great was that my boyfriend was holed up on the porch area of a bar on the finish line side of the channel. This meant that he could see me (and scream for me) when I passed him on both the opposite side, and his side, of the channel. I really looked forward to passing this point every loop. One, because I needed the motivation. And two, because I was glad he had something to do for the billion hours I was out racing.

The Finish: 

A 2x Ironman
    At the start of the race, I had hoped to get as close to finishing in 12 hours as possible. But, once I hit that run course, I knew that goal was shot. So, in calculating it out in my head, I thought that there was a good shot I could at least make it to the finish line in under 13 hours. That would be my new goal.

    As I got closer and closer to the “finish this way” sign, I knew that I would be cutting it VERY close to my goal. I had accidentally paused my Garmin at some point during the bike so I wasn’t entirely sure what the race clock was at. But, I knew I couldn’t stop if I wanted to have a shot as squeaking in under 13.

   FINALLY, I saw the finish line sign. There wasn’t anybody else around me. The chute to the finish line first took you past the line to a sharp turn around before heading back to finish. I caught a glimpse of the clock as I passed the line towards the turn around…12:58. So I muscled up all the strength I had left and booked it around that corner and back to the finish line to just make it in under my 13 hour goal.

    I’m a little sad that I never got the chance to see my boyfriend after finishing but I wasn’t feeling all too great. Right after I finished I told the volunteers that I needed to go to the med tent. I was so dehydrated that I could barely stand. They immediately brought over a wheel chair and wheeled me over to the med tent where I spent the next hour with an IV in my arm. Although this slightly ruined by post-race celebration, it did make me feel MUCH better.

     After I was released I met up with my boyfriend and called my parents. Although my boyfriend had actually missed me finishing (because the finish line area was so mobbed) my parents had watched me finish on the Ironman online streaming. I chatted for a few minutes and snapped a single pic at the finish line, elated to have finally finished. Then we headed back to the hotel (with a pit stop for chicken nuggets and a slush at Sonic, of course) thrilled to have been done with this very long, but pretty awesome, day. Will I be ever going back to the Woodlands for a round 2? Definitely!

Overall Time: 12:58.46
Place: 19 in AG

I'm Not a Superhero...2 weeks until Ironman TX

ready to roll at St. Anthony's
    My second full Ironman distance race is now just under 2 weeks away (May 18) and I’m pretty excited for it. Well, I might actually be more excited for the much-needed vacation from work as opposed to the actual race itself. Either way, though, I just can’t wait to pack my bags and head out to Texas.

   I’ve hit some major stumbling blocks in the past few weeks that do make me a bit nervous for this race. I felt really fantastic during my early season training and heading into Ironman San Juan. And then, I got injured. The hamstring injury was pretty painful and really set me back for quite some time. I think that I allowed it to sufficiently heal just by training when I felt good and backing off if I felt the slightest bit of pain. But, by training this way, I feel that I might have really set myself back in terms of Ironman preparation. I just couldn’t reach and maintain the amount of volume that I had intended. But, I tried to do the best that I could.

    Additionally, I really injured my ribs last weekend at St.
other side-effects of my rib-cracking trip at St. Anthony's
Anthony’s Triathlon when I tripped off the edge of a sidewalk. The pain has gotten A TINY bit better in the last week. But, I still feel quite some restriction on my breathing. All I can really do at this point is to pull back and hope that it gets better. There is nothing I can really do to fix injured ribs. And if it doesn’t get better, than I’m going to swim, bike, and run through it as much as I can. This obviously isn’t the optimal situation, but I don’t have much of a choice.

    On top of all these injuries, work has really picked up in the last few weeks. I’ve had to wake up even earlier for court hearings. And, I’ve been getting home even later from Court. As a result, I just haven’t had the energy or time during the week to focus as much on training. And come the weekend, I’m pretty overly exhausted. I constantly see the updates that many of my competitors post online…their updates on their mid-day week workouts and back-to-back long training sessions on the weekends. And it’s frustrating to know that they’re out improving while I’m sitting in court reading their twitter updates between hearings. But, I really don’t know how they do it. I’m not sure whether these people have real jobs. And, I’m not sure whether these people have a non-triathlete boyfriend who sits at home bored on weekends waiting for them to get back from their longs rides. But I really highly doubt they have either. I just don’t see any possible way that they could. Either way though, it’s so mentally difficult to watch so many of my competitors getting better while I do not. But I guess that is just something I have to deal with if I wish to have any sort of a life outside of triathlon.


Trying to relax from a long week while simultaneously training
  I know this all sounds quite terrible…that I seem to have so much doubt in myself leading into my ‘A’ Race. But, I don’t really think this is really actual doubt… I have no doubt that I’m going to finish this race. I have no doubt that I’m going to finish this race with a big PR. But, I also have no doubt that I’m going to finish knowing that I’m physically capable of more. Because, of course I’m capable of more! If I didn’t have to work, then I could train harder. If I didn’t have a boyfriend and a dog, then I could train more. But, I do have these things. And I’m glad that I have them. So, I’m going to do the best that I can, for what I am capable of right now and will try not to worry as much about all the jobless people about there who may or may not beat me. I trained the best that I could with the time and energy that I have. I might be an Ironman, but I’m not a superhero…so the best that I can, will just have to be good enough. For now.