To keep ourselves honest we also had a little wager too......she looks at results she hands over the vitamix. If I look, I hand over coffee - even if it is decaf. For an entire month. (as a funny little side note, you should have SEEN the look of horror on Troy's face when he heard about this!!!). And, no one can tell us results either!! So no looking! No telling! I found the whole concept intriguing....how dependent am I in knowing exactly how I did? In how others did (I can still cyber-stalk, I have just chosen not too......I think that when you open that door, "accidentally" typing in Ford may be an easy reach).
Yes, this was "only" a sprint triathlon. Not an "A" race (does it rhyme with Ona????) so do our actual times really matter? NO!!!! And, I've had a particularly difficult recovery from Quassy and I'm sure I would just end up being disappointed anyways. So this was all a crapshoot. But I love looking at numbers and comparing how I've done in the past, how my competition did, and how I did versus my competition. But, I love a challenge so DONT tell me any of my numbers!!!!!
Let me first start by saying that I think the last sprint race I did was in 2008?? Maybe?? Not sure when but what I do remember about sprints is that they go by really fast. Like, don't blink because you may miss the race. The exciting part for me today as well was racing on my brand new Quintana Roo!!! Yippee!!!!
Typical race morning stuff....getting all jacked up on caffeine, numerous visits to the porta-potty (there's a secret stash of potty's at Boulder Rez.....but I'm not gonna tell you where!!), and a yoga class and donuts before the old lady wave at 8:15 (45 minutes after the start).
The swim......a bit choppy for us ladies!!! I sprinted off the front at the start - it's a sprint, right?? I figured, get to the first buoy as fast as possible and see who's around. As has been the case all year, there were 2-3 other women with me.....a very fast start!! I knew one of the ladies would be Kathleen (BTW Kathleen, let's get in touch and do some training!!) but I had no idea who anyone else was. Dang. Yet another slow swim for me? Who knows. I just kept swimming along as fast as I could. Gotta love a sprint though. It was over shortly after it began. I just don't know how fast. Or slow. And please don't tell me.
T1. I really have to start working on wrestling gorillas. I think that may help me get out of my awesome TYR wetsuit faster. Unlike Sonja, I decided to not go completely naked for the bike and run - I set my Garmin to HR only so I could monitor where I was at.....how high can I go???
The bike.....Yeah!! Taking Thing1 (PIC1 and PIC2, Thing1 and Thing2 get it??) for it's inaugural race ride (well, pretty much its inaugural ride since it was only my second time on her)!! Except, I think I was a bit unsteady on my new filly and had a very difficult time getting my feet into my shoes. Crap! Am I really going to have to stop?? Phew. A couple of minutes later I got both feet in and I was ready to rock 'n roll. Until I hit the first downhill. I was instantly spinning out. Hmmmm. Probably have a tailwind. No worries I told myself. It's all good. Except I spun out again. What? I had no more gears left on the top end? I looked down at my cassette. Oh no. Mechanical. I had 4 gears left and a shifter than would not access them. Not good. Especially for this course. It's pretty fast. (what I later found out is that I should not change wheels/cassettes, leave that to Ryan at KE......this bike is a bit more complicated than the previous bike. Tough lesson) Shortly after that discovery, I was passed by the first woman in my age group. But I really didn't know who may have been ahead of me in the swim. On the first major downhill I may have been spinning my legs at a nice 120-140rpm......no tension. Dang. Same story down Neva. I knew I had a couple more gears in my legs but couldn't get there. Before the end, I was passed by another 2 women in my age group. Blech.
T2......This one was fast. But don't tell me.
Run. I booked out of transition knowing that I was firmly stuck in fourth (or maybe 5th). Do I pull it back a notch or do I push? Hmmm. I was still pondering that one when I saw CV about 1/4 mile out on the course. He said something to the effect of....it's 3 miles and it is supposed to hurt. Make it hurt. Decision made. Coach made the decision. I would push. But I tell ya, I don't do much LT work. At all. LT hurts. I haven't heard myself breathe like that in a long time. At the turnaround I knew there was no way I was catching 3rd and I was hoping there wasn't anyone close behind. I kept pushing, I raced it as well as I knew how. Don't know my time (don't tell me) but I'm guessing that it wasn't my fastest or even my slowest. Probably somewhere right in between!!! What I do know is that sprints hurt. A lot.
|I see the finish!!! I see the finish!!!!|
|PIC1/2 Thing1/2 (in no particular order)|
I love the after race at the first big local tri of the season!! It's kind of like high school reunion - all of the peeps I haven't seen since last season. Lots of catching up to do. Lots of fun!! PIC and I allowed Troy to check results and ONLY tell us our place in the age group to see if we needed/wanted to hang out for awards. I knew I was out of the money but Sonja???? She was 2nd in her age group!!!
Now, I am sitting here contentedly on the couch with no idea of my times.....and I'm am just fine with it. So please don't tell me. I don't want to lose my coffee. But feel free to tell Sonja (I really want her vitamix for a month), in fact, here's a link to her blog and comment section!!!!
A huge shout out to Bret and Peter! Very, very solid races for the boys today.....you make a coach very proud:)