Apparently blogging more regularly should have been a New Year’s Resolution for me.
The year is off to a good start and I’m happy with some of the progress I’m making.
Swim- 13 miles
Bike- 192 miles
Run- 106 miles
Swim- 12 miles
Bike- 353 miles
Run- 70 miles
Swim– My swim game has improved already this year. My husband has a pretty strong swim background and worked last year to get some coaching certifications. For 2016 he has taken over the role of swim coach for our tri club. What this means is I’m going to structured workouts with other people more often. It’s been a lot of fun learning new things in a group setting and I find I push myself more on some of those intervals when I’m trying to keep up with the speed demons of the group!
Bike– I’ve been spending a lot more time on my bike the last couple months. Late 2015 I was hardly on my bike at all. I’m really loving my new tri bike and especially the bike fit. All last year was a struggle because I was sore from my saddle/position after every. single. ride. Although a lot of my rides have been indoors on the trainer, I’ve gotten to sneak in a few outside rides on unseasonably nice days and am quite happy both places.
Run– I ended my run streak in January after battling an angry foot for most of the month. Back to running 3-4 days/week for me cut down my mileage a bit in February, but I’ve enjoyed lots of great runs. I also had my longest trail run of 12+ miles at the Little Woods Ultra at the beginning of January.
Frostbite Series– My family completed the Frostbite Series in Forest Park in St. Louis over the winter. It is put on by the St. Louis Track Club and was a really fun way to stay active on a few Saturdays where hibernating was really tempting. My husband and son signed up for the short course option. My daughter and I did the long course option, her goal was to complete her first half marathon. We all had some milestone races and paces at the Frostbite Series and really enjoyed it, this will probably be a family tradition each year!
Also, Grace rocked her first half marathon. She ran strong the entire time, never hit “the wall” and finished with an official time of 2:00:56!
A really cool picture taken by a photographer for the St. Louis Post Dispatch
Our friend Jorge joined us for Grace’s first half!
We have the same stride in almost every running picture of the two of us.
5. Tour of Sufferlandria– Last year when I started training for IM Boulder, I discovered Sufferfest videos. I love to hate them. Somehow this type of workout kicks my butt. Every. Single. Time. I started the 2015 TOS and quit half-way through, not so in 2016. For all of you non-Sufferlandrians, here’s a brief rundown. They’re bike videos that show footage of amazing locations and really fast people on bikes. And they ask more of you than just about any other kind of workout. The Tour of Sufferlandria is a challenge they do each year with a sick, brutal combination of videos. Over 9 days, I rode prescribed videos, some days with two videos back to back. I expected to feel completely beaten down by the end of the challenge, but was feeling stronger with each ride. Until the last day, that one really just about did me in. Regardless it was a fun challenge and one I’ll do again!
6. High School Students– I’m coaching a group of high school students to run their first half-marathon this April. From October-April we meet twice a week after school and on Saturdays. Not gonna lie, it’s been a very big time commitment on my part (and theirs). There are days where I absolutely love it and am so excited that I’m sharing my love of running with these kids. There are days where I feel completely beat down because I don’t feel like I’m getting through and don’t feel like they’re challenging themselves at all. But overall it has been a lot of fun and I can’t wait to see what these kids think of their first race experience and especially their first finish line experience!
7. My own training and goals. My 2016 race calendar is shaping up and I’m excited about a it. I’m working towards some hopefully big PRs and exciting racedays!
April 10- GO! St. Louis Half Marathon with my high school students
April 30- Kentucky Derby Half Marathon
June 5- Legend 70.3 Triathlon
July 9- IM Muncie 70.3 Triathlon
*August 14- IM Steelehead 70.3 Triathlon *Maybe…I’m still debating on this one.
As you can tell from my blog, most of 2015’s training and goals were centered around completing my first ironman, which happened in August. (Read here if you missed it).
Since then my non triathlon life has picked back up with school back in session and my kids’ activities in their busiest seasons. What I’m really proud of is that, so far, I’ve been able to stay pretty active despite a busy schedule and not having a big race on the calendar- both of which have been problematic for me in the past. I’ve added a day of strength training to my workout regimen and am really enjoying that. I’ve also been enjoying lots of workouts with my husband and my daughter. It’s fun to be out there just for fun, not worrying about specific distances or paces….for now!
I’ve had a couple of events that were more for fun than something I spent months working towards.
On Labor Day weekend, I took part in the KT82 relay race. It’s a race run mostly on the Katy Trail in Missouri over, you guessed it, 82 miles. With a team of five other runners, we tackled the 100 degree heat. Some sections were true trail running, while others were completely flat crushed limestone where the biggest issue was baking in the heat of the day. I’d never done a relay event before and this was a fun experience. I was surprised at how little downtime I had between runs and ended the day feeling a lot more tired than anticipated. If you’ve never done a relay type event, you should- they’re lots of fun.
The following weekend I had the chance to race in Club Nationals at a race sponsored by Hammer Nutrition. I originally planned to do the half-ironman distance but ended up changing to the aquabike. The course was absolutely beautiful. A calm swim was a welcome change from the winds at Legend 100 and the crowds at IM Boulder. The bike was hilly, I just didn’t anticipate how hilly. Had the distance been doubled to IM distance on the bike, I would have had more elevation change there than in Boulder. I enjoyed the race and would do it again, but could tell I’m not really race ready after Boulder yet. Regardless, it was good enough for 3rd place in my age group that day!
My races for the rest of 2015 involve trail running, which should be a fun new challenge for me. I’ve run trails a handful of times and am quite slow at them, but I’m looking forward to spending more time on them and improving.
My other big development is a group I’ve started at school in conjunction with GO! St. Louis. They have a program for high school students to train for a half marathon in April that I am implementing at my school. It is a really amazing program that offers kids who have never been active a chance to try it out and work towards a half-marathon. So far I have over 70 kids who have expressed interest, most of whom have never done sports or been active. I’m sure not that many will sign up, but I am so excited to get to lead these kids along this path. I hope they can all discover what a sense of accomplishment and self pride a goal like this can give them.
I’m working on my 2016 goals, I know it will include a marathon or two, and a half-ironman or two. It’s crazy to think how fast 2015 has gone by!
My first Ironman was a whirlwind experience. It has taken nearly two weeks for me to find time and energy to even attempt to write about it here. This post is horribly long, sorry. If you missed my post about race weekend leading up to Boulder, you can find that here. If you want to skip all the reading and just check out my official raceday photos, click here.
Race morning- I was really thankful to have a hotel in Boulder so I didn’t have to wake up too early, 4 AM was my alarm time. I got dressed and had breakfast of two pieces of bread with tons of peanut butter on each and a banana. It is really hard for me to convince myself to eat early in the morning, so just getting this down was an accomplishment. I had everything I would need that morning laid out the night before so it was really just a matter of getting dressed, eating and heading to Boulder High School where I would drop off my special needs bags and board a bus to Boulder Reservoir.
Knowing what a long day it would be for my spectators, I encouraged everyone to skip the swim and see me on the bike. My husband dropped me off at Boulder High School, wished me luck and went back to the hotel to relax for a bit. I wanted to add nutrition to my T2 bag that I had dropped off the night before so I made that my first stop in the morning, then walked to drop off my special needs bags. Again, more walking than I anticipated and I noticed I was already starting to feel hungry. As I waited in line for the bus, I questioned my decision to send my husband back to the hotel room, my nerves were high and everyone around seemed to have a group of people so I didn’t really chit chat with anyone.
A school bus took us from Boulder High School to Boulder Reservoir, which was probably a 10 minute drive. Getting off the bus, at Boulder Reservoir, you entered a huge sea of people. Athletes, spectators and volunteers were everywhere!! At this point I had about an hour before the race would begin. I made the decision to stop at the first porta potty I saw, figuring the ones closer to the bikes would be very busy, even the wait at this one took probably 5 minutes. From there I made my way to the bike racks and T1 area. It was a crazy crowd of people and took a very long time to get anywhere. As I made my way to the entrance to T1, along with hundreds of other people, a volunteer or staff person was standing at the entrance turning away anyone who didn’t have body marking yet. This individual instructed quite a few of us where to go for body marking and we again entered the sardine can to barely move to get to body marking. Unfortunately the instructions given were not correct, so we made a left turn when a right hand turn should have been made. Body marking was at the top of a hill that was hard to get to once you were in the wrong place. Lots of barriers had been set up to keep people from going through, but it also made it nearly impossible for us to get where we needed. Add to that extremely slow moving because you couldn’t just walk past the hundreds of people. After lots of slow moving and a few more turns, I finally made it to the top of the hill. Asking at the volunteer tent where to go for body marking, no one knew. Eventually I was able to get to body marking and knew that TONS of time had been wasted by now and the rest of my pre-race would be chaos. Again, getting from body marking back into transition was a very slow process. I was finally getting to the bike racks as they were telling everyone to line up. I found a volunteer who quickly aired up my tires, I unpacked some nutrition for my bike and quickly got into my wetsuit. As this was happening they were already doing the national anthem. I quickly put on some body glide, grabbed my cap and goggles and made my way out of transition and to the masses of people lining up. I made it to the masses just as the first group of swimmers was going off. I ended up having a few minutes before I would actually get in the water, but this was a very hectic morning. That makes two races in a row that have been like this for me. Next time, I’m one of those crazy people who gets there way too early.
Boulder Reservoir had played games with everyone on the temperature in the weeks leading up to the race. Two days before the race the temperature was low enough to be wetsuits for all. Race morning it was announced that it would be a wetsuit optional swim. This meant that in order to receive Age Group Awards or a Kona slot, you had to forego the wetsuit. I knew that I wouldn’t be in the running for either of those that day, so I opted to still wear one. In my previous triathlons I had worn a full sleeve Zoot wetsuit. A month before Boulder it was clear that water temps could go either way, when I came across a great deal ($85!) on a sleeveless Xterra Wetsuit I went for it. Unfortunately I hadn’t gotten to practice in it at all before raceday. It ended up working great and I’m glad I had sleeveless because I think a full sleeve would have been too hot, however, my rushed Body Glide application in the morning was not as thorough as I’d hoped, even before the halfway point of the swim I could feel the wetsuit rubbing the back of my neck raw.
Because of the wetsuit optional race, anyone in a non-wetsuit started in waves before anyone in a wetsuit. I would say a very good percentage of people still chose to wear the wetsuit, so the mass wetsuit start was chaos. It was a very crowded swim, while there was no elbowing or pulling legs that I experienced, there were quite a few times where someone was aggressively passing and crowding in a bad way as they did so. A few times I swam more to the outside just to get some space to find a rhythm. I reminded myself throughout to stay calm, stretch my stroke and just enjoy the experience. I must say, it was really amazing to see mountains every time you breath on the swim. Maybe I can convince my local pool to at least put nice pictures up on the walls?
Overall the swim was good to me. I remained focused and relaxed and just enjoyed the experience. Thanks to my bike crash and sore should the month leading up to the race didn’t have many long swims. As the swim drew on I got anxious to be done, but never had a problem with feeling tired or any problems, I just was ready to be done swimming.
T1- This was my first Ironman transition experience. It was really nice to have so many volunteers around to help you. I didn’t rush through the transition, just wanted to make sure I had everything situated after how crazy my pre-race was. Unexpected highlight of T1 was the volunteer who got my bike off of the bike rack for me before I even got to it. I didn’t know they did that!
The bike course was three loops. The first loop would be repeated a second time, then the third loop took you a completely different direction. Since we drove the course on Friday I had a decent idea of what to expect. The bike was the part of the race I was most nervous about since I hadn’t done a ton of riding since my crash. Prior to the race I worried about being undertrained and also the fear of crashing again was still there every time I rode. On raceday these both proved to be non-issues. The first loop I concentrated on an even effort somewhere between easy and moderate. My parents, sister and daughter were at one spot on the bike course and my husband and son were at a separate point. What this translated to was seeing family at 3 spots each of the first two loops which really helped and gave me something to look forward to. This part of the course was really fun. There were some false flats, and a climb that lasted a few miles, but the downhill parts were just plain fun. They weren’t so steep that I was completely scared (there were still times where I chickened out and braked), but they made for some really enjoyable riding. Loop one was coming to a close and I was feeling great about the ride.
Loop 2 I started to feel myself tiring on a false flat. I knew I shouldn’t be tired yet, so I backed off my effort a bit. At mile 54 I stopped at the aid station to refill my bottles. I had finished my bottle of Perpetuem as well as a bottle of water at this point. The volunteers at this stop seemed to be overwhelmed and it was more of a self serve stop. I got three bottles of water and got my bike all loaded, my Perpetuem mixed in one and was good to go. I quickly walked my bike over to the Porta-Pottys and didn’t have to wait for an open one, score! As soon as I got back on my bike, I had a pain on the right side of my stomach. It was a really intense pain and I spent the next few miles debating about which side my appendix was on because surely it was bursting. These miles also happened to be the climb of the loop. I spent about 15 miles dealing with this “my appendix is bursting” pain, unable to get down into aero, sitting up as much as possible. The pain eventually went away and I’ve since decided it must have just been a wicked side-ache, though I’ve never gotten one on a bike before. So those miles slowed me down more than I planned but I kept on going. When I made it into Hygiene where my husband and son were, I stopped to say hi and to let them know what was going on. I told him to let the rest of my cheer crew know so that everyone could adjust the times they were expecting me. Shortly after the pain went away and I got back to riding. I continued to take in nutrition at regular intervals, keep my effort in check knowing I had a long day and just remind myself to keep enjoying the experience.
By the time I got to Loop 3 I was feeling pretty good about how the bike was going, though I wouldn’t get to see my family any on this loop. My side pain had gone away, I had kept up with nutrition and I was feeling good about where my time was. Loop 3 had a surprise hill for me. When we were driving the course on Friday we took a wrong turn and missed a small section of the course, which didn’t seem like a big deal. I’d read lots about the climb on Lookout Road and knew what that had in store for me. What I didn’t plan on was the climb going to Lookout Road! It went on forever and it was steep. And hot. Maybe I was just whiny by this point! Regardless, I made it up, kept my effort easy and passed quite a few people going up it. I decided to skip the aid station after that hill, I still had plenty of water and Perpetuem so I just kept going. Lookout Road was another climb, but was more doable for me than the surprise one. The views at this point in the course were amazing. It was really neat to be able to see out past the Flatirons and see snow-capped mountains. By this point I was doing math in my head and knew I was going to be close to the 7 hour mark for the bike. Even though I was really looking forward to stopping for Skratch Labs sno-cones at the top of that climb, I decided to skip. I really wanted to be under 7 hours for the bike if possible and if I was that close and a sno-cone made me miss it, I thought I would regret it. The ride back to town was uneventful, I was just focusing on maintaining my effort and speed and looking forward to being done with the bike.
Bike- Bianchi Impulso
Tri Kit- Coeur Sports Chevron Tank and Shorts, Louis Garneau Bolero Cycling Top
Helmet- Kask Mojito
Sunglasses- Smith Optics Pivlock
Shoes- Specialized Trivent Expert
Nutrition- Hammer Perpetuem , Hammer Gel-Montana Huckleberry Flavor, Anti-Fatigue Caps, Endurolytes Extreme Caps, Endurance Amino Acids. Much like my nutrition at Legend 100, I used my watch’s 5 mile notifications as a reminder to take nutrition. One five mile beep I would drink Perpetuem, one five mile beep a gel and one five mile beep the capsules.
T2- AKA longest transition ever.
I’ve seen that this transition was over 1/4 of a mile long. In hindsight I could have rushed transitions more than I did this day, but I didn’t. I was happy to be in T2, but the portion where we walked our bikes to the track went on forever. When I finally reached the bike catchers I told my volunteer jokingly that I would be ok with not seeing my bike again. Picked up my bags and headed to the change tent. My volunteer in the change tent was a little more timid than I expected and watched and waited for me to say I needed any thing. I opted to change into running shorts here and was pretty glad I did. My bike shorts weren’t bothering me that I had noticed, but changing into non-sweaty shorts did feel good at this point. After another porta potty stop and hitting the sunscreen station once again, I was finally out of T2.
The run course was entirely on a bike path that goes through downtown Boulder. It is shaped like a Y and at each point you do an out and back. You do the whole thing twice. What this means is that there are always tons of people around, both runners and spectators. I slogged through the first couple miles, happy to be off the bike, but having a hard time finding a rhythm on the run. My legs felt great, but my energy level was just not there. At about the 3 mile mark my coach had caught up to me, he was an entire loop of the run course ahead of me, so was at mile 16 or so when we saw each other. We chatted for awhile and I told him to go run his own race, but still got to see him a few more times out on the course. At the 4 mile mark I stopped to chat with my parents for a little bit. I was carrying all of my run nutrition with me and it was driving me crazy bouncing under my race belt so I dropped some of the excess off with my mom until I would see her on the second loop. My energy level was still low but I was trying to take in nutrition and get calories in to help get me going.
My husband and kids were working an aid station on the run course. I would see them at mile 10, 13, and 23 roughly. By the time I got to them at mile 10 I was feeling pretty discouraged. I was running a decent amount, walking when I needed to, but not feeling good and not enjoying the experience at all. A couple of volunteers and spectators had called me out on not even smiling at them before this point. My husband encouraged me to keep going and said I was halfway. I quickly corrected him that I still had 3 miles to go to be halfway. Eventually I got going again and continued to battle through running, walking, hating life. This was a low point in the race for me. As I continued this battle, I had a harder time running. My legs were fine, but my energy levels were low and I was feeling pretty dizzy each time I ran. Eventually I decided that I was concerned about passing out and being pulled off the course. My stomach was also very unhappy with me at this point, I had thrown up and was having a hard time keeping anything down. I made the decision to just walk for awhile and I would run again when I felt able. I bargained with myself that if I was only walking, it had to be a fast walk. I channeled my inner mall walker and began walking exclusively at about mile 15 (I think…) I reached my parents and sister again at mile 17 and they offered encouragement. My sister walked alongside me for a minute and we just chatted and she took my mind off of everything.
As I continued along the course, tons of people were walking. Some were doing a combination of running and walking, some were just walking. Quite a few people commented to me that I was a really fast walker and I continued to catch them even with their run/walk method. I glanced down at my watch as it beeped at the mile markers and I was staying in the high 13 minute miles for my pace. I was ok with that given that I was walking the entire thing. Along the way I encouraged a few people to mall-walk with me and had company for parts of it but they eventually dropped back to a slower pace. The great thing about walking this part of the race is it allowed me to not hate life. Even though I knew with each slower mile my time goal was slipping away, I was able to enjoy the experience of my first ironman, I was able to encourage others out there suffering with me, I was able to thank the volunteers.
When I reached my husband and kids for the last time, I only had a few miles to go. Their shift was over they had just stayed to help longer, I encouraged them to head out so they could see me at the finish line. I tried to run a bit after that aid station but again felt really dizzy. I kept speed walking my way through the last out and back section of the course. Once I passed mile 25 it was officially dark out and I knew I was close. I began to run when I could, walk when I could. As I left the creek path to head for the final portion of the race I made myself run the whole thing. No way could I let the finish line experience be walking.
The finish line chute was just as cool as you imagine. I had read advice saying to take it all in, give high fives and make sure you’re the only one in your picture. More and more people were showing up around me so I couldn’t decide whether to speed up or slow down to get my own finish line experience. When I slowed, people just seemed to keep coming so eventually I just picked a pace and went for it. At first just kids were out offering high fives, then as I got further into the chute the excitement and energy level of everyone around grew. My husband was able to get up to the barrier at just the right time and yell at me for a high five, that was an amazing moment. As I crossed the finish line I was really happy to be done and have had such a great experience.
SHOES- Newton Motion IV
NUTRITION- Hammer Heed, Hammer Gel (Peanut Butter Chocolate), Anti-Fatigue Caps, Endurolytes Extreme Caps, Endurance Amino Acids. Added in from the aid stations were pretzels, potato chips, grapes and Coke.
A volunteer helped me navigate through the post-race area getting my medal, picture, food, hat, shirt. I then found my family and got to celebrate. I felt pretty good post race, very tired but able to move. I didn’t even attempt to eat until later that night when I was back at the hotel. My family and I hung around the downtown area for awhile, chatting about the day, taking pictures, resting up a bit before the walk to the car.
I was tired, my cheer crew was tired, we opted to head back to the hotels instead of staying for the midnight finish line experience. Maybe someday.
My first IM experience was amazing and I really enjoyed the day. I’ll have a follow-up post on things I could improve on as well as what happens next. Thanks for reading!