Sunday, July 12, 2009

Boulder Peak

This morning was the Boulder Peak--one of the premier Olympic distance races in the country, and right here in my backyard! When I set up my schedule, this was not an important race for me this season. Add in the illness and I was just "training through" to the second half of the season--two half Ironman distance races in August and September. So I've been working out with relatively high volume in the past week and a half. I only took yesterday off (to spend most of the day at WaterWorld with the family)--not much of a taper. All that said, it always feels good to make a nice showing at the Peak and even if I'm not physically tip-top, I was mentally prepared to give it a go.

We had a relatively late wave so I was able to watch where the fast swimmers were lining up. It looked that the far right was the way to go and I was relaxed and ready as I toed the line. Off we went and it was clear early that I picked the wrong group. I swam hard to catch onto the middle group where the leaders were. It didn't take too long and quickly, I was in third position behind the two leaders who were, inexplicably, swimming shoulder to shoulder (so I had a nice smooth ride). We were swimming straight into the sun and it was nearly impossible to see the buoys. I decided just to follow along since I had no idea where the turn buoy was anyhow. Suddenly, I saw a guy go by pretty quickly on our left. One of the guys in front of me tried to follow but didn't get on. I stayed on my "ride" around the first turn--finally, we were out of the sun. We made the second turn together and were about halfway back when he started to tire a bit. I started tapping his feet to see if that might inspire him to go faster. It didn't. After a short time, he flipped on his back and started staring me down. Fine, time for me to do a little work. I went around him and figured he'd hop on, but I guess he was tired (from doing most of the work) and once I noticed a little gap, I poured it on. I only put about 10 seconds into him by the time we hit the beach but I think I had made my point (and wasted a bunch of energy...oh well). ;-) Second best swim in the age group and 42nd best swim of the day overall.

I had a little trouble wiggling out of my wetsuit in T1 but didn't lose much time. The first 8 miles of the bike are uphill, including the dreaded steep section of Olde Stage (600 foot elevation gain over 2/3 of a mile). I settled on a comfortable but strong pace up to the big hill and then just aimed to survive the climb. Steadily up and over--it has a long, gradual top once you pass the steep section--that's where I really pushed (shhh, that's my secret strategy). I was at the top of the second and final climb in just under 30 minutes--always my goal. Then through the speed zone portion of the decent (35mph speed limit) where I rested my legs and kept my speed at 34.5mph. Then it was time to push again, but this time downhill. Strong ride through Lefthand Canyon and then I pressed hard on 36 out to Nelson. Another long descent, this time with some headwind, and I pushed this section too but not too hard--the next section (on 63rd and then the Diagonal) is what generally separates the top riders from the rest and I hoped to make a mark here. I settled into a hard but sustainable effort and only got passed once the whole way back to the reservoir. At every race, I have a secondary goal on the bike to catch and pass someone riding a disc-wheel. Caught two today. I haven't checked the math, but I'm guessing I was still in the top 5 or 6 in the AG at this point--averaged 21.8mph (1:11:47). 14th best ride in the AG and 101st best ride overall.

After a decent T2, I got out on the run at what felt like a good pace. I've been racing without a watch all season--trying to focus on how I'm feeling rather than on data. I made it a little over a half-mile when I felt Coach Mike pat me on the ass as he came by. It was disappointing to be passed by him so early but he's a better runner than I am and there was no use trying to go with him. Then, over the next few miles to the turnaround, it was a parade of dudes in my AG going past me. And no one came by me slowly, all of these guys were really moving. It was never a choice to try to go with them--they were all too much. Just as I made the turnaround, I saw my friend Dan a few seconds behind me. We've had a friendly rivalry and I wanted to stay out in front of him but he's a slightly better runner than I am and with 5k to go, it seemed a stretch that I'd succeed. I poured it on and waited for him to come even. My plan was to run a negative split and I wanted to push the "third quarter" as much as I could, then come in on whatever was left (likely fumes). Well, Dan never got to me (and I never looked back to check because it wouldn't have mattered--I was maxed out). I ran scared all the way home. Though I wasn't wearing a watch, I'm sure I ran a negative split but the total run was a disappointing 47:03 (7:36 pace). Looks like the 27th "best" run in the AG and 211th best on the day. Still respectable, but I can run a 5k at Stroke & Stride in under 21 mins--I shouldn't be going 47 min for a 10k, even at the end of a race. Gotta continue to work on my run--this is not progress.

So, put it all together and I was 13th (of 150) in my AG in 2:26:24 (everyone thought the swim was long--given my time, I'd say that's pretty likely). Coach Mike was 12th and Dan was 14th. Overall, not too bad--81st overall (73rd male)--1,800 registered, not sure how many finishers. I can't complain given the illness, current training schedule, no taper, and all the time in the sun yesterday. Now onto finishing the build for 5430 Long Course in a few weeks with my eye on my end of season "A" race: Harvest Moon. If I can bring my run around, this is the year to crack 5 hours at a 70.3.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Am I half the athlete I was 3 weeks ago?

Finally feeling better. Not too challenging track workout last night. Main set was 6x800 at 10k pace. Can't say I felt great, but I moved my HR up near LT and it didn't kill me. This evening, I went for a 2 hour spin to Hygiene and back. It felt like 4 hours. By the end I was fidgety and losing power; legs were definitely heavy. Oh boy. Tomorrow night, I'll give Stroke & Stride a try. Can't say I'll be "racing" but I'm going to go hard just to see what's left of me.

My health is pretty much back at this point. I'd say I'm about 95%+. An occasional productive cough here and there but sleep patterns seem to be back to normal and, while I don't feel particularly peppy, I think I'm pretty much back to good health.

I can't figure out how I picked this thing up--maybe more than one bug. Very weird that no one in my family got sick. Even weirder that neither Bill nor Patrick got sick--they spent 8 hours locked in my truck with me the day before this hit and another 7 hours locked in the same truck a week ago Sunday--one of my worst coughing days. I'm surrounded by cast iron immune systems, apparently.

So I'm making good use of my Skins tonight--feels like old times. I know I'll get through the Peak on the 12th, but I'm a bit concerned about the August and September long course races that are paid for and on the schedule. The next week or so will be key in determining whether I'll be calling Harvest Moon (Sept) an "A" race or not. Maybe my next "A" is in 2010...?