Escape From Alcatraz Race Report 6-13-05
Wednesday June 8
Slept in, no AM workout. Finished weekly 35-mile road race at Grattan Speedway that evening without a crash or breakdown (wheew!). Very well organized race, nice group of people: http://www.mwsport.com/index.cfm and http://www.grattanraceway.com/. Brought the bike inside afterward & went to bed. Stress level: low.
Thursday June 9
Fairly easy AM swim workout, only 2600 SCY. Included 300, 200, & 100 yd best effort swims. Skipped weights. After work, stopped at Home Depot to get casters (so my cheap-ass cardboard box wouldn’t drag on the pavement as I was towing it to/from the airport) & spot ties. Stress level: moderate.
4:30 PM: Grilled steaks & chicken breasts for GF and myself for dinner. Huge mess, tasted great. Stress level: low.
6:30 PM: Decided to start packing. Have never taken the bike apart before; can’t be that hard. I’ll start with the pedals. Stress level, low. 7:30 PM: Pedals finally off. No, they’re not both right-hand threaded. No, my Craftsman 15mm open-wrench isn’t long enough to produce sufficient torque to undo the bastard pedals. No, even hooking a 1.25 inch open-end wrench to the end of it isn’t enough torque. How to push on the wrench without moving the entire bike, the rear wheel, or the crank arm?? Screw it. Beat the end of the wrench with a hammer, maybe that’ll work. HA!! Both off. Stress level: over the top. Bike damage: none. 300+ in-lb of torque reduced to zero.
10:00 PM: The bike’s finally in the box. Two dozen wasted spot ties on the floor. GF’s sleeping. Stress level: high. 11:45 PM: finished- bike box, Army-surplus backpack, and carryon ready. Stress level: high. 12:15 AM: turn on TV to relax. F^&* you, Conan. Not in the mood.
Friday June 10
6:30 AM: Attempted to weasel out of paying $80 for large cardboard box as checked luggage. Failed. Made it to SF without incident. Made it to Aquatic Park for the 6:00 swim. Met up with Rich, Cathy, Kerri, MtTamRnr (and someone else??) afterward. Very friendly group of people.
Saturday June 11
Attended Expo & rode part of bike course. Bike porn follows.
Sunday June 13
Plenty of time to prepare & talk with people in transition and on the boat who share the same interests. Pretty cool.
Swim start: Watched people jumping off the boat and briskly drifting to the right. Was the boat still moving?? Nope, that was the current. Boat was stationary. Undershot the swim, too far to the left. Lost a few minutes there. Favorite part of the race was the swim. Not too cold. Easily swimable distance. Made sure to stop a couple times & look around. Run back to T1 was fast. 480 of 1511 (68%) overall, 0:46:43.
Bike leg: Climbs were long, descents were too short. Road conditions were kinda crappy, so had to be conservative on the downhills. Couldn’t really hammer the pedals. New record top speed 42 mph. 225 of 1460 overall (85%), 1:00:07. Always feels good to pass people on carbon-fiber bikes and Zipp wheels.
Run leg: Second best part of the race. Much of the course was single-track trail. About 100 yards into the run, the men’s winner went by the other way. &*&^@^@@!!! Sand ladder was fun. Saw the old guy carrying the ball & chain. Yelled at some spectator guy wearing a black ST shirt. Awesome finish line setup. 184 of 1465 (88%) overall, 1:00:44. Final time: 2:56:47, although my watch disagrees. 237 of 1517 (84%) overall. 52 of 262 in age group (80%).
Met up with the GGTC group and my new ST friends afterward. Do they serve Killian’s in SF? Various pictures & some car porn follow.
Monday June 13
5:00 AM: Couldn’t sleep, left for long morning ride across the GG bridge. Went up into the Headlands, then down into and North past Sausalito. Talked with a number of other out-of-towners who were out doing the same thing. Stress level on the descent: medium-high.
11:00 AM: Finished re-packing the bike for the return trip. Much easier.
2:00 PM: Again attempted to weasel out of paying $80 for large cardboard box as checked luggage, this time @ curb-side check-in. Failed again – box had to be checked inside. Tried again at the counter. Failed again. “But I already paid $80 once on the way here! What if I say it’s just camping equipment?” “Sorry, sir, I like my job. There have been a lot of bikes coming through the airport today.” Thanks everyone for having earlier flights & ruining it for me. &&^@#@@()!+I&^&*!^
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That’s it !!