The Swim 400 y.
Rack the bike, change shoes (notice large blotch of blood on sock), visor on, grab the race belt, off we go. 0:33The Run: 3 miles
Still felt really good and under control. I remember from last year the run is all over these little hills in the park area and is not a fast course. At first I wasn't pushing too hard, but just running along. The whole run I was passing tons of guys who all started in waves before me. One girl passed me right away but that was it (well, almost). I got water at the aid station and kept cruising along. I saw Zach and waved. Then, about 15 minutes into the run, I hear footsteps right behind me and they stay there. That is, someone caught up to me but is not passing me. At one point I see that person in my peripheral vision and sure enough it is a girl. She stays behind me, RIGHT behind me, for the entire rest of the run. Oh game on sister! I increase my pace by about a minute per mile. I crank up the hills and I fly down, twisted ankle be damned. I felt really good and had plenty of energy so I hammered. Finally, we are over the last of the hills and heading back into the beach part of the park. I don't hear her behind me anymore but I don't take that for granted, I pick up the pace even more. I figure I have about a quarter mile left so I try to get as much distance on her as possible, as I know she'll try to get me in a finishing sprint. I get onto the paved path, I could see the finish line ahead, and WHOOSH, girl blows by me like I'm standing still. I tried to sprint with her but that lasted about 4 seconds before I gave up. I kinda jogged it in, finishing a few second behind her. I wish I could have held her off, but that girl was the best thing that could have happened to me since she made me run harder. Plus, it was fun. 25:36/8:32 average pace (if the distance was correct, which I don't know about. I think I ran a lot faster than that)
One of many dudes I chicked:
This picture says it all: the blue shirt girl about to kick my ass, and the guy giving the the stink eye for kicking his ass. Ah the circle of life.
I saw the girl past the finish line and we high-fived and talked for a minute. She said I was setting a good pace and I said "You're welcome" hehe. I made my way over to the food table and ate my weight in cantaloupe.
I am really happy with my finish time and my effort. I finished about 6 minutes faster than last year. The best part was that I really felt like I knew what I was doing. I'm glad I got one last race in before Barb's Race, the transition practice itself was worth the entry fee.
My foot is fine, by the way. I cleaned it out and put some antibiotic ointment on it and covered it up. I was kind of a baby about it in retrospect.
Sunday I really didn't feel like doing anything, but I wanted to get in my last long bike ride and wrap up my last big week. It took me until about 3:30 pm but I finally got my butt out the door:
Sunday pm: bike
34.6 miles/2:23:12/14.4 MPH
Iron Horse Trail because I was too tired/lazy to tackle any hills.
TOTALS for the week: 20 miles run, 125 miles bike, 9,200 yards swim
TOTAL training time for the week: 15 hours
Now it is taper time! Thank GOD! I am celebrating by taking today completely off. I might walk down to the library later or something like that. Have a great week everyone! :)
Video from the start of my wave
Short Feist video