Memphis in May Olympic Triathlon
1.5k swim/ 40k bike/ 10k run
The best thing about this race is that I got my minor freak out over with prior to the race. And I kind of went all out with this one.
Now, I have to explain how much I loathe being cold. It makes me angry and miserable and grumpy. And it doesn't take much for me to be cold-ask my coworkers and family! It doesn't matter that I was born and raised in Michigan... I never got used to being cold... and it was a cold rainy weekend.
When I set up my bike Saturday afternoon the transition was already muddy from the Sprint tri that morning.
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| Mud level on Saturday |
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| My bike second from the end |
We had family in town so I let them do fun things without me while I went to Tunica to get my packet, rack my bike, check out the expo and sit through the race preview and expert Q&A.
I went back home for church and dinner and then Nathan and I went back to Tunica for the night since the race started at 7am.
I went back home for church and dinner and then Nathan and I went back to Tunica for the night since the race started at 7am.
When we woke up at 5:30 it was 50 degrees and still raining. I was mad and dreading the race. I wasn't worried about the swim because of my wetsuit, and I figured the run wouldn't be too bad, but I was worried about the bike because everything feels colder at 20 mph.
I may or may not have stomped my feet while freaking out in the hotel room while tearfully whining that I didn't want to do the race. I felt cold in the 73 degree dry hotel room... I wasn't excited about 50 degree rain. I mean, 50 degrees is one thing, but add in rain and that just increases the suck level.
The walk down to transition was miserable. I was shivering and Nathan said my lips turned purple. I was trying so hard not to cry.
My transition spot was a muddy puddle. I had a large garbage bag in my tri bag so I put that down instead of a towel. It was still raining and mud was everywhere. I had my bike and run shoes in plastic bags and carelessly piled my other things wherever. I didn't even strategically place them like I'd normally do because everything was a mess and I didn't care. Honestly, it was all becoming comical.
As soon as I got body marked I found somewhere drier to get my wetsuit on, which was a lot harder to put on than normal since I was already wet and muddy. Nathan fed me bites of my breakfast as I struggled with my suit (I was too busy freaking out earlier and forgot to eat).
I felt warmer as soon as I got the wetsuit on. I was still dreading the bike.
The swim was good. The last I heard the water temperature was 68. My suit felt restrictive for the first few strokes but once I let water inside of it (brrr!) the suit loosened up and felt better. I was having a hard time seeing the first turn buoy, which made sense once I got there because it had deflated! I was swimming wide of the course, which is typical for me, but I feel more comfortable being further from the pack. It makes my swim time longer, though, so it's something I need to work on.
I had fun on the swim. My feet and hands were numb, but the rest of me was fine.
In T1 I discovered a big gash in my thumb?! I still have no idea how or where I managed to do that; my hands were so cold I couldn't feel it. I didn't notice it until I got to my bike and saw blood all over my hand. I felt so sanitary with blood and mud all over me. Yay.
Typically in T1 I'd put on my helmet and bike shoes and walk my bike out of the transition area, but the race officials were yelling out to us to carry our shoes and bikes out of transition and put them on once we waded through a giant puddle and got to the pavement.
The bike wasn't as bad as I anticipated. The rain stopped for the most part, and I had a wind jacket on which helped me tolerate the temperature. I had a couple of rocks in my shoe but since I don't ride with socks and my bike shoes have mesh to promote air flow, my feet stayed numb and I stopped feeling the rocks for a while.
We had a tail wind for the first section of the course; I was going 22-23 mph and passed a few people. Unfortunately we had a headwind for the last 9 or 10 miles so I struggled to keep at 15 mph. A lot of people on fancy road bikes with aero bars passed me but I still managed to pass a couple people.
I came in sooner than I predicted so Nathan actually missed me come into T2. Getting off my bike was funny because my feet were numb and my legs were shaky and I had to run through the mud in bike shoes while holding my bike up. The whole situation was just so crazy that I was laughing.
The race officials were telling us not to put our running shoes on yet, so I racked my bike, chugged some Gatorade (only had one sip of Gatorade around mile 10 on the bike... the only calories I consumed up until that point), grabbed my socks, shoes, and a gel and ran through the mud and then through the giant puddle right outside of transition that thankfully washed off the mud. They had towels to help us dry off before getting our shoes on but I somehow never got one... it was somewhat chaotic. I considered going sockless because getting my compression socks up my wet calves was taking so long and I didn't think to have any other kind of socks, but I've never ran sockless and "nothing new on race day" so I took the time to get them on.
I felt good on the run. It was still overcast but no rain and the temperature increased enough to be comfortable. It was the fastest 10k I've ever ran. I'm going off my watch time and not my official time because my official time includes the time I was sitting on the curb trying to get my socks and shoes on (run time starts as soon as I left the transition area.) Also, my last mile was my fastest! Negative splits! I am happy with my run.
I know I had a rough start to this race, but really, once I got going and embraced the mud it became fun. I really did enjoy it. I think what had been upsetting me the most before the race started was that I had originally felt so prepared and ready and excited, and then the weather changed everything. And it wasn't even a matter of being cold- it was the fact I hadn't trained for that. I didn't know if I'd be okay with or without a wind jacket- or if that was even going to be enough.
The other reason I was nervous about the race was that on Saturday I went to the expert Q & A and they were discussing race nutrition and how the best time to eat and hydrate is on the bike. The problem is that I don't feel that comfortable grabbing my water bottle while I'm riding (I can, but I don't like to... hence I only did it once during the 24 miles), and I've never tried eating while riding, either (and nothing new on race day!). It made me nervous I wouldn't have a good race because I never had done that distance of biking and running after a long swim. Was I going to need the calories and hydration on the bike like they were saying? Or was what I did in training going to work for me even with a long swim preceding it?
I had the sip of Gatorade at mile 10, and then half of my bottle in T2. I took a few sips of Gatorade at mile 1 and 5 but otherwise stuck to water at each mile and ate a gel at mile 2 or 3. That seemed to work for me. Apparently my body does just fine taking on about 200 calories at the last third of a race. I'll have to get more comfortable taking on calories while riding for the Half Iron distance, but for an Oly, what I did was fine.
Silly experts. They made me doubt my gear and my nutrition, so next year I'm not going to listen to them.
The week after the race I took pretty easy, which went against my training plan for my next Triathlon that is in 2.5 weeks (yikes). Having two races only 4 weeks apart doesn't allow much time for recovery. Luckily my next Tri is slightly shorter than the Oly. It's in between a Sprint and Olympic so I'm calling it a Sprylmpic.
Oh, and one week before that I'm running a 10 nautical mile race because I'm crazy. Who needs a taper? Just go run 11.5ish miles. No big deal... Yeah, I don't know... this will be interesting.
I had fun on the swim. My feet and hands were numb, but the rest of me was fine.
In T1 I discovered a big gash in my thumb?! I still have no idea how or where I managed to do that; my hands were so cold I couldn't feel it. I didn't notice it until I got to my bike and saw blood all over my hand. I felt so sanitary with blood and mud all over me. Yay.
Typically in T1 I'd put on my helmet and bike shoes and walk my bike out of the transition area, but the race officials were yelling out to us to carry our shoes and bikes out of transition and put them on once we waded through a giant puddle and got to the pavement.
The bike wasn't as bad as I anticipated. The rain stopped for the most part, and I had a wind jacket on which helped me tolerate the temperature. I had a couple of rocks in my shoe but since I don't ride with socks and my bike shoes have mesh to promote air flow, my feet stayed numb and I stopped feeling the rocks for a while.
We had a tail wind for the first section of the course; I was going 22-23 mph and passed a few people. Unfortunately we had a headwind for the last 9 or 10 miles so I struggled to keep at 15 mph. A lot of people on fancy road bikes with aero bars passed me but I still managed to pass a couple people.
I came in sooner than I predicted so Nathan actually missed me come into T2. Getting off my bike was funny because my feet were numb and my legs were shaky and I had to run through the mud in bike shoes while holding my bike up. The whole situation was just so crazy that I was laughing.
The race officials were telling us not to put our running shoes on yet, so I racked my bike, chugged some Gatorade (only had one sip of Gatorade around mile 10 on the bike... the only calories I consumed up until that point), grabbed my socks, shoes, and a gel and ran through the mud and then through the giant puddle right outside of transition that thankfully washed off the mud. They had towels to help us dry off before getting our shoes on but I somehow never got one... it was somewhat chaotic. I considered going sockless because getting my compression socks up my wet calves was taking so long and I didn't think to have any other kind of socks, but I've never ran sockless and "nothing new on race day" so I took the time to get them on.
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| Leaving Transition Photo from Start2Finish |
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| The puddle we ran through to wash off the mud. Photo from Start2Finish |
I felt good on the run. It was still overcast but no rain and the temperature increased enough to be comfortable. It was the fastest 10k I've ever ran. I'm going off my watch time and not my official time because my official time includes the time I was sitting on the curb trying to get my socks and shoes on (run time starts as soon as I left the transition area.) Also, my last mile was my fastest! Negative splits! I am happy with my run.
The other reason I was nervous about the race was that on Saturday I went to the expert Q & A and they were discussing race nutrition and how the best time to eat and hydrate is on the bike. The problem is that I don't feel that comfortable grabbing my water bottle while I'm riding (I can, but I don't like to... hence I only did it once during the 24 miles), and I've never tried eating while riding, either (and nothing new on race day!). It made me nervous I wouldn't have a good race because I never had done that distance of biking and running after a long swim. Was I going to need the calories and hydration on the bike like they were saying? Or was what I did in training going to work for me even with a long swim preceding it?
I had the sip of Gatorade at mile 10, and then half of my bottle in T2. I took a few sips of Gatorade at mile 1 and 5 but otherwise stuck to water at each mile and ate a gel at mile 2 or 3. That seemed to work for me. Apparently my body does just fine taking on about 200 calories at the last third of a race. I'll have to get more comfortable taking on calories while riding for the Half Iron distance, but for an Oly, what I did was fine.
Silly experts. They made me doubt my gear and my nutrition, so next year I'm not going to listen to them.
The week after the race I took pretty easy, which went against my training plan for my next Triathlon that is in 2.5 weeks (yikes). Having two races only 4 weeks apart doesn't allow much time for recovery. Luckily my next Tri is slightly shorter than the Oly. It's in between a Sprint and Olympic so I'm calling it a Sprylmpic.
Oh, and one week before that I'm running a 10 nautical mile race because I'm crazy. Who needs a taper? Just go run 11.5ish miles. No big deal... Yeah, I don't know... this will be interesting.
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