When I set my list of goals this year, this goal was the first, and the goal that many of the others—such as the 10K time, the duathlon time, and the mile time—were set to help me reach this one. This was also the only goal I would only have one shot at trying to accomplish. I’ve been training like crazy for six months, and hot damn, 48 hours later I still can’t believe I did it and am able to check this one off my list. Even if I don’t reach any other of my feats I’ll consider this year a huge success based on my race this weekend. Alright, here’s the blow by blow:
Swim- 1.5K
An easy downhill swim, but the extra training this year in the pool coupled with a wetsuit with sleeves to keep me more comfortable, a couple of extra practice river swims, an open water tri swim at the Pacific Crest Olympic Triathlon (PCOT) to work the kinks out, and a river that felt like it was flowing like a bat out of hell helped me shave a huge 2.5 minutes off my time from last year. I started in the front of my wave and got passed by a bunch of swimmers in the first few minutes, but by the first bridge I found my pace and was able to keep up with the pack. I had a pink swim cap, which looked even sissier on me than the words “pink swim cap” would usually connote, but hey, I work with what I got.
Transition 1
I had a great transition, getting my wetsuit off in record time with a technique I picked up from Rob. I was a little slow getting my socks and shoes on, so made a game time decision to ride without gloves rather than bothering to put them on. My bike was set up right next to the Bike Out, so I was able to get out easy. All in all, my T1 time was nearly three minutes faster than last year, which means I was able to cut my T1 in half. Those are free minutes you don’t have to work hard to get, so that’s huge. Frick yeah!
Bike- 40K
My Favorite Mary let me borrow The Monarch for the race again, and again The Monarch was not interested in going slow. The day before the race I dropped some coin to get it fitted to me, and it was worth every penny. Every stroke felt like I was maximizing my power, my lungs felt less constricted, and my control of the bike on the downhill felt solid. Uphill, The Monarch and I started picking off bunnies almost from the get go, with maximum bunny pickage happening on the four big climbs. Need a rabbit’s foot? I got about a hundred. Once I hit the top, I saw an apparition of Mary, Obi Wan Kenobi-style, telling me no brakes. Well, when the spirit of your still-living bike racing friend tells you not to use your brakes, you damn well don’t use your brakes. I held on to my aeros and peddled harder than I’ve ever peddled, flying past other riders like they were going the other direction. Absolutely incredible. Thanks to all those stupid indoor bike sessions over the winter and The Monarch, I was able to take a wacky 14 minutes off my time from last year.
Transition 2
I don’t remember this being a slow transition, but it was only 3 seconds faster than last year, and for how close I was to the Bike In and Run Out compared to last year that seems a little weak sauce. Aw well, it’s only one minutes in 160 minute race, and it was faster than most people in my division, so no worries.
Run- 10K
By this time, it was ungodly hot out, and the one thing the Dash is a little weak on compared to the PCOT is aid stations, with only 4 compared to the 6 or 7 the PCOT had, and no sprinklers to run through to cool down. That said, I had the advantage over my run on the PCOT of having run the course about 3 times a week for the last 6 months, knowing every twist, turn and distance to the next aid station there, so I was able to manage. Had a quick pee break on the run; it would be great to be able to eliminate pee breaks from the race, but with all the liquid I consume during the triathlon I’m not sure how (other than pissing myself, which hardcore racers are said to do, but I don’t think I’m quite there yet. I’ll save that for next year, working title The Year of Pissing Myself- bookmark that blog now!). But other than that, it was a good, strong run, with a great fast burst the last quarter mile to finish like a rock star 5.5 minutes faster than last year and a couple of minutes faster than the PCOT run time.
Here’s a link to my division’s times, and here’s my times:
OVERALL- 2:42:42
Swim- 0:18:44
T1- 0:02:40
Bike- 1:27:08
T2- 0:01:18
Run- 0:52:50
Overall, I took 25 minutes off from last year, finishing 13th out of 29th in my division. Last year I finished 25th out of 25th. Obviously a huge improvement, and exactly the time I was hoping for. I felt incredible finishing this race and immediately wanted to go back out there and race some more (to be fair, this feeling subsided after a minute or so, but still!). I can’t wait to build on this race and am already thinking about Deschutes Dash 2010!

Before the race with my Partners In Vigor

It was about this time we heard someone yell “Release the hounds!” that we knew it was time to start running.

I’m the one with the pink swim cap

I’m the one kicking the other swimmers in the face

I see you girls checkin’ out my trunks, I see you girls checkin’ out the front of my trunks, I see you girls lookin’ at my junk then checkin’ out my rump then back to my sugar lumps, while I shake yeah I shake it all up, you probably think that my pants have the mumps, it’s just my sugar lump bump-ba-bump.

Oh hey, s’up?

Arms in, knees high, perfect form

Arms flailing, feet dragging, not technically any form at all

One last shot of my rump for the ladies

Done and done!

Fill it up again! Fill it up again! Once it hits your lips, it’s so good!

Thug hug for the big winners

The Partners In Vigor, post-vigoring