First off, thanks to my brother for getting this site up and running- no more blogger.
Also, thanks to Jesus Riveros from UltrabikeX for letting me stay at his place in Miami after the race, and for the Jerome family here in Austin for putting up with me for a few days (and yes, i’ll take your dog back to Canada, no problem 😉 )
Getting back into training after Miami 70.3 did not really go as planned, every workout seemed forced and more difficult than it should have- I attributed this to the 43 degree temperatures and baking sun and assumed that arriving in Texas would see me feeling great again. Austin went into winter mode about 6 hours after I arrived, with race morning dawning a chilly 10 degrees and significant wind- it felt like Ontario.
I have not looked at the results from the race, I can only tell you how things felt during the race.
The swim was in a pretty large lake, and with the wind in the morning there was a significant amount of choppiness, however by no means the hardest swim I have done. The gun went off and we started swimming- I did not manage to stay on anyone’s feet so swam on my own, a group was up ahead, and there were people behind me, but no-one with me. I don’t feel like I had a great swim, but not awful, just an average day in the water.
A muddy run through transition and out onto the bike course. I normally do not agree when people complain about bad road conditions in a race, but this would be an exception. Partly due to the country roads we were riding on, and partly due to the massive amount of rain Texas had received in the past couple of weeks, these roads were pretty atrocious. There were sections where there just was no road left as it had been washed away, and other roads were just bumpy as hell, not to mention the potholes and large cracks (more like crevices that could swallow you and your bike up, never to be seen again). The ride started out okay, but at mile 17 or so there was a short but very steep hill- I got to the top and my body just seemed to shut down- I had no energy and could not get my speed back up. This was not a nutritional matter, I was just tired- a deep, general, overall fatigue. I kept riding and trying to race, but I was losing time to those ahead of me and people started to catch me.
Getting into T2 I thought about just calling it quits, there was no way I could get in the prize money and could probably just fall asleep at the bike rack if I lay down. But I don’t want a DNF beside my name for no good reason, so I went through the motions of getting my run gear on and walked out onto the run course, trying to gather myself together and get on with the 13.1 miles ahead of me. It was painful, it was slow, my left leg was cramping and my hip was in agony, but I eventually got to the finish line. I could not stop shaking with exhaustion for a while after the race, so huge thanks to David and Karen from Riplaces for letting me chill at their booth for the next few hours.
Obviously this is not how I wanted to end my season, perhaps this race was just a result of doing 4 half-distance races in 7 weeks, perhaps there was more going on. Regardless, I will take some down time now and then get ready for 2016.