June 1, 2008
Swim distance: 1.2 Miles
Bike distance: 56 Miles
Run distance: 13.1 miles.
Dacia and I drove to Boise early the Thursday before the race. I went on a short run after settling into The Modern Hotel, and found my heart rate about 6-8 beats higher than it should have been. This was my first experience racing at an altitude totally dissimilar to the one I train in. I was kind of concerned I would not acclimate well enough. By race day however, I felt better about things, and during the race heart rate numbers read pretty similar to what I had expected.
I had a good sleep the night before. The last time I saw the clock it was 10pm-ish, maybe earlier. Not bad for a pre-race sleep and its accompanying nerves. I was not overly nervous race morning. I knew the water was going to be cold, but I was prepared. I swam the two previous days and it helped knowing what to expect when that water started to seep in though the wet suit zipper. It was windy, but couldn’t control it. Everyone had to deal with the wind and its offspring -- Choppy Lake Waves. We were in this together, all 1000 of us. I could tell most everyone was nervous about the swim and I knew I felt better than most. I had two goals going into this race:
1. Race under 4:45.
2. Get a slot to Clearwater.
Scott, my coach, wrote a very deliberate race plan. This gave me a lot of confidence through race weekend. Every night before bed I read it over. I didn't want to have to guess about things on race day. I needed the information at hand.
In the swim I started in the middle towards the front. Pacing went well. I felt pretty consistent through the entire swim. I knew everyone was going to struggle based on the conditions. I have had experience with bad swim conditions in the past. Timberman 70.3 two years ago was not as cold, but certainly bigger waves. Rain pouring down. Generally miserable. There is nothing like looking up at 2.5 foot swells on a lake. That was not the case at beautiful Lucky Peak Reservoir. (No joke, it was beautiful. I will post some good race morning pictures Dacia took.)
Based on swims I did the previous two days I was able to sight based on hill landmarks and trees, not the ever invisible buoys. It was cold. That slowed everyone I am sure. We didn’t really get a chance to warm up, so I started pretty slow and didn't really warm up until the first turn. I came out of the water in 35:32, which was slower than I had anticipated, but based on the other times it seemed the cold slowed everyone.
Per the plan I went out slow and controlled I knew I had a long race ahead of me and didn’t want to burn things up. Christian, a fellow Ironhead, flew past me at about 100 mph, and I resisted the chance to chase. I hoped to see him later on the run. I tried to keep pretty constant the whole race. I wanted to make sure I had enough for the run. That was key. There was a period between mile 35 and 45 where there were a lot of false flats with head winds. Aleck, another Ironhead blew by me, and said how hard I was to catch. I was thinking that if I was so hard to catch we wouldn't have made up the 10 minute difference in our start times! (Aleck had a great race. Congrats!) I started to feel my legs weaken from the headwinds, not Aleck's sass, but didn’t let up. After mile 45 conditions became more favorable, Aleck was no longer in sight, and knew I wasn’t going to catch him. It was downhill from mile 50 all the way in to T2. I ended the bike 2:34:23. This is massive improvement for me, but I know I have more to give.
On the run I tried to keep things above 7 minute miles for the first two like my plan suggested, but they ended up being 6:34, 6:38. I felt like I would be able to hold his pace throughout, but slowed down to 7:00 for the next 3 miles. I wanted to be able to kick at the end. Pacing for rest of run? Mile 5 I started to pick things up and at the turn around starting the second lap I dusted the guy I had been pacing. I wanted to hold this pace until mile 8, but at mile 7 something said go and I went. I finally caught Christian around mile 9, I think. Mile markers were inconsistent at best so it was pretty hard to get actual pace times. I got back to running around 6:35. Then things went kind of bust. It wasn’t a full on bonk, most everything felt good, but I wasn’t able to give that kick I had expected. I finally settled in at a comfortable 7 minute pace. I wanted to go under 1:30, probably would have if it weren’t for the last tenth of a mile! In retrospect, I should have waited until mile 8 to push it. That would have been better. I would have had the power to give it a better go at the end. However, 1:30:20, is a good day.
I felt positive the whole day. Much of it had to do with my plan going in. Even before the swim, during that nervous time before the gun, I felt good. Only once did, “Why in the hell do I do this?”, cross my mind and it was fleeting. I was pretty happy with the whole day, but I can’t say I am satisfied. That kind of improvement is something to be proud of, but I know I have more speed in my legs, both on the bike and in the run. I would have liked to get that automatic qualifying spot to Clearwater, but sub 4:31 was not in the cards on this day. At least I got it in the roll down. I am glad to be going. I ended the day 4:44:30, 8th in my age group, 33rd amateur.
Boise was a great host and the race, for being in its first year, was very well organized. The only major complaint was the parking situation at the swim. It was pretty hard for spectators to make it up there. Dacia had to wait in a parking lot for 1.5 hours before they would let her drive back to T2 in downtown Boise. The finish line was great and thanks to all the Ironheads both racing and not for the support. Most importantly, thanks to Dacia, I couldn't do this without her.
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