I didn’t tear it up, by definition, but in just finishing, I guess we can call it that. I didn’t know what to make of my time at the end of the race. It was my third IM total, all three having been in Louisville, including last year’s cool-day PR of 11:18 (with SLOW transitions). I was happy to make it through fine this year, and even happier that I didn’t need medical and that I felt fine by mid-day Wednesday.
Then, after reading all the scathing reports and lots of rants, I felt REALLY GOOD about my day. 12:10, again with a really long T2 (11+ mins, to regroup and catch my breath, plus I walked inside the entire T2 section). Here are my thoughts, reflections, and maybe some advice.
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I have a swimming background. I didn’t train much in the pool this year, maybe 2-3 times per week, but usually just twice. The difference was that the last three weeks, I did some pace work in the longcourse pools: 10 x 100 @ 2:00, holding faster than race pace, even in warm water. This was after doing some drills. I decided on a lark to wear my soon-to-be illegal swim skin. Considering my lack of volume this year in the pool, I felt myself holding back on the swim, even feeling the tiniest twinges of cramps in both calf muscles. I was SHOCKED to go a PR on the swim of :55+! But, there were consequences of overcooking the swim, and I knew I was in for a long day.
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I ate a salt-stick tab in T1, drank some Perform and downed a gel. Then, I hit the road, JRA (just riding along) for the first 30 miles, trying to eat as much as possible and try to see where the edge of the envelope was for the cramps I knew would come. I was surprised to see people blasting by me like they were at the start of a sprint tri. I’m not a strong cyclist, the weakest of my events, but still it was surprising. I just thought I’d see them later in the day, bonked, exploded or something else. It was HOT out there and getting hotter, so I decided not to press the bike race. Really, the whole race is a matter of getting to mile 18 of the run with resources relatively intact (that is, if you aren’t a pro, or aren’t racing for a KONA slot). I have a double carrier on the back, and a cage on the seat tube, but for most of the bike, I just carried one bottle. I would slug whatever I could at an aid station (usually a full bottle of water or Perform) after finishing whatever bottle I carried, and picked up just one bottle to carry. I also ate gels and chews. I did have some stomach issues, and I felt crampy in aero, but felt like my stomach emptied when I sat up and I passed gas (sorry to those behind me). I had a Starbucks espresso in my SNB, and ate a powerbar at mile 92. I pushed salt stick every 45 minutes, just one tab at a time. I didn’t face a water shortage.
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The last few miles of the bike were hot, but I just made the decision to take back the edge a bit and just push through. People were still passing me on the bike, and I felt like crap, but decided I’d try to see what I could do. I changed my entire kit in T2, and hit the road, with just 4 salt tabs remaining. I shuffled along, walked every aid station, and took whatever I could there (water, Perform, broth, gels). I just decided to see how far I could go until I walked the whole way. I ate a half-bag of Sun Chips at SNB, and just kept moving along. I had some blisters. I did find that I went farther into the course running than I thought I would, so I was glad to be relentless, and I finished running. Even though my run split was my slowest, I still negative-split the thing, which was great. I faced no water shortages. I went to medical just to get a free IV on board. Turned out that I didn’t even need it, since BP and sodium were actually normal, even though I only had the 13 salt stick tabs I started the day with. I didn’t cramp once the whole day.
What do I attribute this finish to, in terms of not feeling terrible and not bonking out? I didn’t train as well as in years past. I wasn’t all that smart about nutrition, having my last 13 salt stick tabs with me. I almost under-hydrated. What I do think is this:
I did everything on the course with very careful second-to-second self evaluation. Mostly, I respected the DISTANCE of the course and the HEAT of the day. I know I am not a gifted triathlete, and my training wasn’t even the best. But I do know that I decided that the mantra of the day was “RESOURCES MANAGEMENT.”
- I didn’t press the bike, like the hammer heads out there who wanted to win the day on the first 11 miles of flats. I let them go as I decided if my leg cramps were going to come. I know that some of them are studs and were going after times or places, and that some I would catch later in the day. I was REALLY SURPISED at how many people stood to climb. I recall standing only to stretch, on downhills. I never stood to climb once. I carried 50-39 and 12-27 and basically spun everything up hill. Again, the thought was that I had a full day ahead of me. Basically, I didn’t care who passed me on the climbs because we still had lots of course ahead of us.
- On the run, I just kept thinking about the hours ahead, and finding the best place to be not to cramp.
- I’ve always felt a little sheepish when I hear about the training loads of others. I did only 1 century ride this summer, and only 1 long brick, with three total bricks all summer. My one 20m run was 4 weeks out. Maybe that’s why my time isn’t awesome, but I also think I wasn’t overtrained. I’m sure that there are quite a few people out there who are training beasts who went too hard on the day and ended up DNF or walking vast segments of the course. They may have bagged three century rides with plenty of bricks, but I did it my way and have my medal, and I am still in a pretty good percentage of my age group.
If I had some advice, it would be this: respect the distance and respect the heat, and adjust accordingly. Decide if the goal is a series of great splits or the final piece of work. IM is NOT three separate events, but the management of how the three fit into the context of a longer day. The context of the day is 140.6 PLUS 95 degrees. To me, the medal was on the line, not the speed at which I went to collect it.
I’m taking a year off 140’s, maybe back to master’s swimming and another run at Boston.