Ironman Lake Placid was
the first of ten ironmans where I doubted my ability to finish. It wasn’t the
first and I’m sure not the last time I threw up during a race. The
differentiating factor this time was I simply could NOT rebound. It’s far, far
easier to puke and rally on the bike then it is on the run. In the final week,
I quickly realized how important it is to have a coach that believes in
you. Tim and my QT2 teammates truly went above and beyond to get me to calm
down and be ready for the race.
Swim
Like I expected, the women took the first 100 meters out
hard. This time though, I was prepared and stuck to Nina Kraft’s feet like
glue. About 500 yards in, I felt fantastic and contemplated passing Nina;
however, I knew I wouldn’t get much benefit in a downstream swim so I sat in
and enjoyed the ride. Eventually, I got a bit annoyed with the sighting in my
group, so I swam to the front and led us in for maybe the final 500 yards. | I was definitely far from calm at this moment! |
Bike
Tim and I have learned this year that if I start too fast, I
blow up and can NOT rebound. So I spent the first 5-10 minutes behind my friend
Kate, eating and drinking to set myself up for a good ride. I passed Kate around
15 minutes in and started focusing on hitting the power numbers Tim gave me.
Eventually I realized I had a decision to make. My heart rate was running
around 10 beats too high and if I kept it like this; I knew I wouldn’t digest
my food. So I took some emergency salt pills, and dropped the power down 10
watts. Legs felt fine, but I knew that heart rate was a recipe for disaster.
It took around hour 3 until the systematic stuff sorted
itself out. Typically the last 1.5 hours of an ironman are my weakest, this
time it was my strongest of the day. I was very careful to drink plenty of Osmo
(refilled with single servings 4x and used special needs), and followed my
fueling plan to a T.
Run
Coming out of T2, my calves were cramping. I was sipping
pre-load, but a little confused what to do since I had eaten a banana. Luckily,
I soon saw Jesse who told me to have some salt,
so I finished off my flask of pre-load and immediately felt better. I ran a bit
conservative knowing that the final four miles of each loop were going to be extremely
tough for me (running hills is a bit of a work in process), and was careful to
walk the aid stations every two miles.| I will eventually learn how to leave my shoes on the pedals |
I felt great running the first 15 miles or so, and was
getting really excited that this may finally be the day where I execute my
running race plan. Unfortunately, the hills started to get to me and I slowly
had to insert a little more walking as the day wore on. The final four miles
were a challenge (good thing our new house is in a hilly community), but I dug
deep and found a way to sprint at the very end to hold onto eighth place. While
it didn’t mean anything in terms of prize money, it was a good confidence
booster that I can in fact actually sprint at the end of a race.
Ironman Chattanooga was a small PR, but it was a step in the
right direction. It helped me gain
some much needed confidence back, and has me excited for the process and the
next race / honeymoon, Ironman Cozumel.
Thanks to my family and friends, and my supporters who help on this journey: Snapple Triathlon Team, QT2, Tri360, Osmo Nutrition, Normatecs!, Fuel Belt, Xterra Wetsuits, and Rudy Project.
| We ran like this for most of the last four miles |
| Engagement shots - November 1st is almost here! |
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