California International Tri – Race Report
July 29, 2012
Took a bit to get going on this race report (more on that
later), so here goes.
I had been looking forward to this Olympic-distance tri
(1 mi. swim, 25 mi. bike, 6.2 mi. run) for several reasons.
First, I was pretty sure there would be a rematch between
me and “Old Fart” (whom I badly spanked in a sprint to the finish last year).
Second, I was a bit disappointed with my finish time from
last year (2:38) and wanted to chop that time down.
And third, it’s just always fun to do an Oly right in my
own back yard.
It had been a bit windy leading up to race day, but I was
hoping it would calm down, at least for the morning. I opted for my most aero front wheel and
hoped I wouldn’t get blown all around. Turns
out the heat definitely wasn’t going to be a problem – it was totally overcast
in the morning.
Swim:
I was really hoping that this would not be like my swim a
week earlier in the Tri for Fun which was a total slugfest – the most violent swim
ever. Got my new goggles just a few days
ago. With all the newfangled “non-fog”
coatings, I wouldn’t have to bother licking the insides of the goggles. Uh – wrong.
Fairly early on they fogged up.
And by that I mean I couldn’t see squat.
I would pick my head up and couldn’t even see if there were swimmers
nearby. Not good when you’re in the
middle of a lake! I’d try to find spots
where they were less foggy. So I think I
was doing a fair amount of zig-zagging. But
the good news was that there was no bumping into other swimmers.
Goal time: 28:00 – 29:00.
Actual time:
30:19. Are you kidding me? That’s even a minute slower than last year!
T1: Fast. 14 seconds faster than last year. Still behind though.
Bike:
As far as tri bike courses go, this is a hilly
course. Last year, av speed was only
18.7. Got in the groove and just tried
to stay focused. So I’m on Hwy 84 headed
out to the Calaveras (Sunol) exit (Yes, on the highway!) and Old Fart comes up
and passes me. SONOFABITCH. He’s dancing on the pedals going up the
hill. I’m hating him and everything he
stands for. But – he didn’t really put
much of an exclamation point on his pass and I wasn’t all that far behind as we
crested the hill. Ahhhh, a nice long
gentle downhill. Me likey. Hey, Old Fart – pardon me as I fly by going
30+ mph. See ya. And that was the last I saw of him on the
bike. Nuff said.
Worked it on the rest of the rest of the bike and didn’t
give much regard to saving the legs for the run since the run has been going
very, very well this season.
Goal time:
sub-1:19.
Actual time:
1:16 (AV speed = 19.4). Ok, so now I’ve made up for my slow swim and
put some time in the bank.
T2: Fast. 57 seconds.
Surprising given how long the transition area is and you have to run all
the way through it to get to the bike rack and then get out again.
Run:
As far as tri run courses go, this is a bit tough –
mostly trails with lots of rollers and turns.
So I knew I’d be slower than the 44:15 time I got earlier in San Jose. I just focused on having good leg turnover.
Because several waves had started before mine, I really
had no idea who was my actual competition, so I just tried to reel in one
runner after another. I ended up
averaging 7:22 per/mi., which I can’t complain about given the terrain.
The course was spectator friendly: two loops (not to be
confused with “two scoops”), so I saw Jan at the halfway point and then at the
finish as well.
On the one section which had an out and back, I saw Old
Fart. I knew there was no way he was
going to close that gap. Not today,
baby. With about 1 mi. to go, I do
remember passing one guy in my age group, but didn’t know how many others were
still ahead. Anyway, I’ve run on these
trails so many times during all the Tri for Funs that I knew every turn by
heart and knew exactly how far to go. I
picked up the pace towards the end and just held on.
Goal run time: sub-46:00.
Actual time: 45:39.
Total Goal time: break 2:38.
Actual time: 2:34 !!!
So – after I finish, I get some of the awesome food USA
Productions always has. Jan and I are
just hanging out in the shade and enjoying the feast. Then, we figure it’s time to go home. As we’re heading out, we pass a table with
several laptops on it. I remembered that
they have it set up where if you enter your race number, it’ll display your
time, age group place, etc. So I enter
my number, but I conclude I must be out of sorts from the race. A lady after me enters her info and I call
Jan to come over. I point out how it
shows that lady’s race number, her finish time, and her place (2nd). Jan says ok.
I say, “yeah, but look what happens when I enter mine.” It shows my number, right? Yes.
It shows my time, right? Yes. But
it says “1st place”. We look
at each other and say “Noooooo waaaaaayyyy !!!”
I was saying “are you kidding me?”
No joke.
So after doing this sport for literally 30 years, I actually
won my age group for the first time. What a shock.
(Turns out that guy I remembered passing had been in first place). What a great season it’s been !!! Sooooooo glad Jan was there to see it.
Awesome story Steve. Totally motivating! I felt I was right there along side...except for the fogging, kicking, sweating, breathing, hurting part...Good stuff! Jerry
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