March 28, 2013

My Sports Hernia- The Finale

....So to pick up where I left off.....I began PT with Alex at Marathon Physical Therapy.  Obviously, I was eager to get going, but it was more like slow-going (which is what it should be).  We started with a few exercises and pool work...and eventually got on the treadmill after several weeks.  It was the exact time line that my doctors had indicted it would take.  I wanted to rush...but there's really no rushing it.  Several times I got worried that I had pushed myself too far...as I would get some discomfort in the area.  Around the beginning of June I was biking again...very easy and not very far...but biking, nonetheless.  At this point, I was swimming too.  Finally around the second week of July, I started to run outside.  After a couple of weeks of actual training, I got the itch and signed up a few races.  One was a sprint tri at the beginning of August, one was a sprint at the end of August, and the last was a half ironman on Labor Day weekend.  The first race was fortunately cancelled...as I was definitely NOT ready for it.  I wound up winning my AG and placing 5th overall at the next race.  I just did not have any speed in my legs.  The last race I wound up winning by 12 minutes.  Granted, it was not a big race with too much competition (first annual)....I raced really well.  I guess that's what happens when you have several years of base training under your belt...it just carries over.  Anyway, there's a race report for the last race here on the blog, if you're interested.

It has now been just about 2 years post surgery.  I'm really glad I had the surgery.  I'm back to normal training and racing.  But, here's the thing....you can't just have the surgery and go back to normal.  You have to incorporate some new things into your daily routine.  Strength work, exercises.  Believe me, I haven't always been diligent with this last part....but I always fall back in line, as it's absolutely necessary.  I firmly believe that this injury began not only because I have a lot of wear and tear on the body, but also because I was neglecting the other core muscles.  I did have a scare a couple months ago.  I went skate skiing for the first time since the surgery....and a couple of days later I was having a lot of discomfort in the pelvic area.  Fortunately, I think it was just due to the scare tissue in the area.  It went away....but, believe me, it made me nervous.  Anyway, if anyone has any questions, please feel free to contact me directly.  Always happy to share my experience.

-Pat

February 23, 2013

IM Florida Race Report



Here's my race report from IM Florida:

Yesterday marked my 4th attempt at IM Florida.  After several proclamations of Ironman “retirement”, I made a last minute decision to sign up for this race last November.  I had just come off surgery for a sports hernia, and was feeling like I needed to give this race another shot.   For a little background, I hadn’t had a good race here in 3 attempts.  My first IMFL (which was also my first IM) I went in with a very poor mental approach….qualify for Kona or crash and burn trying.  Well, I crashed and burned, and rather than finish the race…I dropped out, at mile 20 of the marathon no less.  I don’t ever recommend dropping out of a race…as that decision lingers with me to this day.  I signed up for the following year.  However, for some reason, perhaps stress, I kept getting less and less sleep the entire week leading into the race.  Come race day, my body was so tired that I felt sick to my stomach on race day.  Although, I did finish in 9:48…I was “flat” all day.  It was not the finish that I wanted.  I came back in 2007, one more attempt to qualify for Kona.  After racing pretty well during the day, I fell apart during the marathon.  I wound up walking the entire last 10k…to finish around 10:30.  So, even though Jenn told me that we were never allowed to come back to Panama City Beach again, I signed up.  Just like I did with Lake Placid in 2010, where I redeemed myself for a poor 2006 race, I wanted to redeem myself for my prior poor races at IMF.  

2012 has been an up and down race season for me….with more downs than ups.  It started at Buffalo Springs 70.3, where I had high expectations, but a subpar performance.  However, I was still able to manage 5th in my AG, which put me just outside of a Kona slot, but gave me a chance to compete in Vegas at the 70.3 Championships.  After competing at AG Nationals in Burlington and some local races, I got ready for Vegas.  Unfortunately, Vegas went even worse that Buffalo Springs.  I had a terrible swim, terrible bike, and pretty much shuffled the run.  I had purchased a new bike in 2012, and while I really love it, and it’s FAST, I had trouble with getting comfortable for longer races.  So, I had my position looked at and tweaked after Vegas.  I was worried that if my position was causing issues for 56 miles, then 112 was going to be a real problem.  Also, in qualifying for Vegas, which is held at the beginning of September, I didn’t really start IM training until after the race….so about a month and a half.   Don’t get me wrong, I had several long rides and runs….but no specific IM training until after Vegas.   This was definitely a concern of mine.

I guess I don’t really have to mention this, but Hurricane Sandy caused travel havoc to Panama City Beach….and just a little stress!  I guess I shouldn’t complain….as there are people in NJ and NY with much bigger problems than getting to a race.  Anyway, after some travel hiccups, we got here on Wednesday night (originally scheduled to get here around 10am).  The race is on Saturday (different than most IMs), so I essentially had two days to get ready.  The days leading into the race were uneventful…a couple of short runs, bikes and swims…and by Friday I was itching to race….and feeling confident.  As many know, I went into this race with high expectations.  I thought I could be in the mix for an AG win, and high up in the amateur overall standings.  

PRERACE:  I got to transition around 5am.  I would have gotten there a little later, but I needed to find a bike pump.   I dropped off my special needs bags, got body marked, set up my bike and then tried to relax.  Very methodical.  In fact, that was my mantra during this race.

SWIM: I love the swim at IM Florida.  I grew up on the ocean, so I don’t get rattled by the swells and chop in the ocean, or gulf in this case.  The water was relatively flat the day before the race, but had picked up on race day.  I positioned myself at the front of the approximately 3000 competitors.  Once the gun went off, I quickly got myself through the surf and swimming.  I got out quick and could tell I was up front.  But, I just couldn’t get going.  My arm turnover just felt slow.  And, I started to get passed and banged around.  There were some big swells on the way out to the first turn.  Having experience in the open water doesn’t mean that you don’t swallow some of it…and I did.  A lot of it.  During the chaotic swim out to the first turn, someone also yanked on my leg and almost pulled off my timing chip.  So, I was trying to be careful not to lose it.  I definitely felt better on the second loop.  If you look at my results, the second loop looks slower than the first, but that’s because it’s longer, as you have to swim horizontally to a buoy to start the second loop.  As I exited the water and looked at my time….about an hour….I was a bit discouraged.  I wanted to swim around 57 minutes.  But, I think all of the times were slow due to the conditions.

T1:  I didn’t have the most efficient T1.  First, even with wetsuit strippers, I had trouble getting my suit off.  The arm got stuck on my watch.  Then, I fumbled around a bit with my gel flask and glasses.  I tried not to worry about it….it’s only a few seconds.  They wouldn’t let the amateurs leave their shoes on the bike, so I had to run through transition to my bike with them on.  So, I did my best not to take a header!

BIKE:  Once out on the bike I started to roll.  I knew I was out of the water in time to be out towards the front of the race, and away from the big drafting packs that plague the middle sections of the race.  However, during the first 5 miles there was a lot of jockeying for position….and I could tell already this drafting was going to be an issue.  Once I settled in, I watched my power and HR numbers and started to get my nutrition in.  I felt pretty good on my bike, and I was flying along at 25-26 mph.  When someone would pass me, I was very conscious to drop back about 7 bike lengths.  Here’s the frustrating part and something I just don’t understand….I pass someone, they pass you right back, then SLOW DOWN!  It’s so infuriating.  Dude, I just passed you….suck it up and drop back!  Anyway, around mile 20, about 3 of the guys I had passed, and about 5 others rolled by me in a pack.  Let me just say this….I’m not naïve.  I know that there is drafting at IM Florida.  I knew it coming in.  BUT, it shouldn’t happen at the front of the race, so blatantly, when there’s room on the roads to ride cleanly.  Anyway, I dropped back and sat on the group for the next 8 miles or so.  Even though I was riding legally, there is definitely a benefit to riding behind the group.  Finally, just before mile 30 a marshal pulled up.  I looked over at her and said that it was no coincidence that these 8 guys were bunched up….she agreed and proceeded up to give several of them red cards.  I was so happy to see this.  4 minutes in the sin bin.  Unfortunately, I just didn’t see enough marshals during the day.  I became increasing frustrated throughout the ride as I saw several other small groups….with guys riding out of the aerobars and constantly looking behind them for marshals.  The thing with these drafting packs is that you have to pick and choose your spots.  If you try to pass all of them, you’re going to fry your legs.  So, sometimes it’s better to ride easier at a legal distance and wait for your spot to pass.   The other thing is this….if you’re drafting, the marathon is going to be a lot easier because your legs are going to be much fresher.  So, seeing these guys drafting was really starting to piss me off.  And, while sometimes drafting penalties happen for minor infractions: you don’t drop back or make your pass quick enough….the guys that I was watching were blatantly riding in groups.  To me, if you’re racing for your AG, it’s just not fair.  Might as well be taking PEDs.  Anyway, I finally dropped these guys before mile 70.  As I was approaching mile 75, I slowed down to relieve myself…and as I jumped back on the pedals, here comes the same freaking group that got penalized at mile 30….riding in the same damn pack, no less.  I guess that’s to be expected if the same group goes into the penalty tent at the same time and leaves at the same time.  I was beside myself.  Here I was busting my ass to ride a clean race, and a group that served a penalty for blatant drafting, passed me again, blatantly drafting.  As the group approached mile 80, a marshal came up, but didn’t issue any penalties…which frustrated me even more.  The group actually got bigger as they picked up a few more riders.  Around mile 80, we turned into a headwind, so, I was able to pass a few of the stragglers in the group that couldn’t hold on.  There’s an out and back section just after mile 90, where I was able to see the front of the race.  I was feeling pretty good, and towards the end of the section, started to roll up on the group in front of me.   This time, I decided to put the hammer down and pass them.  So, I passed about 10 people as we turned back into the headwind…..and dropped them all….with the exception of one or two that tried to stay on my wheel.  That didn’t last long though….as I rode the last 10-15 miles hard.  I finished up with a 4:49 ride.  Now, I know that not only is this a fast course, but also a fast conditions day….but it was still the best I’ve ridden at an IM.  I stayed in the bars most of the day…and rode very strong.   But, the thing I’m most proud of is that I rode as clean as I possibly could all day.  

T2:  I had a fairly quick T2, although I did fumble a bit.  My Advil and salt tabs spilled all over the floor when I emptied my bag….and I missed taking my banana on the way out of transition.  But, I gathered myself and was out on the run course.

RUN:  I had to keep slowing myself down, as I felt pretty good.  I continually watched my HR to keep it in my prescribed zones. It was pretty hot out.  Not Kona or Vegas hot, but hot for this race (mid to high 80s). I was taking in nutrition and had no doubt that I could manage a strong marathon.  In fact, coming back on the first loop of the marathon, thoughts of a 9 hour finish started to creep into my head…and I quickly had to dispel them.  I knew that the second loop was going to be much tougher, and that I was definitely going to slow down.  I had only done a couple of long runs leading into the race, so I knew a slowdown was inevitable.  But, I didn’t anticipate what was going to happen around mile 14.  I saw Jenn at the turnaround and gave her the thumbs up….my signal that things were going well.   
But, just after, at mile 14, I had the first signs of “issues”.  My body started to rebel….which I’m pretty sure was from taking in the electrolyte drink of choice which is offered on IM courses (we’ll leave it unnamed!).  In retrospect, I realized that I’ve had issues at my last two IMs where they had this…LP and Kona in 2010.  In fact, at IMLP, not to be too graphic, but I had to empty my stomach right after the finish line.  All of the drink mix came up.  Anyway, once my body rebelled, I had trouble getting anything down.  I just felt sick to my stomach.  I tried taking cola in hopes to settle things down.  But, that was the beginning of the end.  Cola and water were the only things I could take.  I stopped on 3 occasions to try to force myself to get sick, in hopes that I could empty my stomach and keep going.  It just didn’t work.  I was running on empty for the last hour or so….and just forced myself to try to keep running.  I knew that I had given away a few spots in my AG during the last 4-5 miles….but there was nothing I could do.  In addition, I was having issues with the shoes I was wearing….my feet were slipping around and causing a lot of discomfort.  I’ve had a lot of success running in the shoes, but I hadn’t run a marathon in them before.  Anyway, the fortunate thing is that with my stomach issues on the forefront, my shoe discomfort was an afterthought.  As I approached the finish, I mustered everything I had to finish strong.  A few people told me that I looked good finishing….well, I guess I had a good game face on,  because I was HURTING.  After I finished, I found Jenn and my parents (who came down to watch) and just had an emotional meltdown.  For those that have done an IM, it’s such a long day…you know what I’m talking about.  But, I got very emotional….I just felt like I let an opportunity for the AG win slip through my fingers.  And, as I finished, all of the emotions I had through the day just culminated and came out.  I managed a 3:27 marathon, walk/jogging the second loop, and I did finish in 9:24 (almost 9:25), which is nothing to shake your head at.  But, I was hoping for better…and should have done better.

Just after the race, Jenn told me that she thought I finished 5th in the AG.  While that was a disappointment, it still basically guaranteed me a Kona and podium spot.  Only after I got back to my condo did I realize that I was actually 7th in the AG, which put me on the peripheral of qualifying.  I figured that there were 6 AG spots….but with 600+ in my AG, I knew that if one of the older AGs didn’t take the spot, it would roll back into my AG.  Well, as many know, that didn’t happen.  Going into this race, if you had told me that I’d go 9:24 and not get a Kona spot, I would have thought you nuts.  That time has won the AG in past years.  But, it is what it is.  IMFL is a race that, while fast, is one of the most competitive IMs on the circuit due to the European influence.  Not to mention, Kona spots typically don’t “roll” because people have an entire year to plan and prepare for Kona.  Again, what disappoints me is….how many of those ahead of me were guilty of riding illegally in drafting packs?  I have no way of being sure…but I have my suspicions.  And, after dissecting my race many, many times, I realized that if I hadn’t stopped to try to empty my stomach on a few occasions, I may very well have finished 5th or 6th in the AG.  But, hindsight is 20/20.   Other than the stomach issues that plagued me on the run, I really enjoyed the race.  It was one of the first times I felt strong all day on the bike.  That said, I have no plans on going back to Panama City Beach.  Although I didn’t qualify….I’ll consider a 9:24 and a top 50 finish a success….redemption!



POST NOTE:  After the race, while at our condo, I found my wife very upset.  When I asked her what was wrong, she told me how disappointed she was that I wasn’t doing Kona in 2013.  Sometimes I forget that our spouses and families sacrifice as much (or more) than we do with this sport.  Anyway, after some consolation, I told her that I would try to qualify at another race, if she wanted me to.  Honestly, I had no intention of doing an ironman in 2013.  And, I wasn’t going to do one unless she made the decision.  I told her that if she wanted me to do it, then I would do the training.  Now, with a baby due in January, this was not a simple decision.  We found community spots open at Mt. Tremblant.  I entered all my information…and then turned to Jenn and said, this is your decision.  YOU have to tell me to hit enter, or I’m not doing it.  So, now I’m doing Mt. Tremblant….one more season of training.  In retrospect, I’m excited about this race as I’ve heard only good things about it.  Now I just have to get ‘er done!

New Challenges in 2013....

Okay...I've definitely let this blog "go" for way too long.  I hadn't even thought about picking things back up until I received a few comments from people who were actually reading it....who knew?  A lot of things have happened since my last post...finished 7th in the 40-44 AG at Nationals in Burlington, competed at 70.3 Championships in Vegas and went 9:24 at IM Florida.  But, the biggest "happening" occurred close to 4 weeks ago when my daughter, Hannah, was born. 




So, right now I'm just trying to juggle life....and fit training in where I can.  I am signed up for some races in 2013, including Ironman Mt. Tremblant in August....at my wife's urging.  The next several months should be interesting to see how things play out with training for an ironman with a newborn at home.  This will probably be my last ironman season for some time...as I don't want to be out on 5 hour rides every weekend while my daughter grows up.  So, I'm planning on buckling down and giving this season a very dedicated effort. I will also write some followup posts about my sports hernia, which I'm sure most want to hear about.  It seems to be healed....although I have had a few "scares" over the past year or so.   Again, I promise to keep this updated the best I can for 2013!

April 28, 2012

Yeah...it's been 229 days since my last post.  It's called winter!  Here's a quick wrap-up of what's happened since my last post:

- Jenn and I went on an awesome 2 week trip to Europe...and I can't wait to go back.
- Around Thanksgiving, I had what appeared to be a not-too-serious bike crash with my buddy, Joe Kurtz.  It appeared he took the brunt of it.  But, as it turned out...I did.  I had shoulder problems for about 2 months...and pulled the cartilage from my ribs.  This definitely had an affect on training.
- I skied pretty hard with friends in Park City (skiing is definitely my other love).
- I came down with some sickness that lasted about 2 months.  Also affected my training.
- Oh...and the most important off-season event....I got a new bike...a 2011 Felt DA.

After being out most of last year with injuries....I figured I'd have no motivation issues coming into this season.  Wrong.  I'm not sure if it's just all of the setbacks I had over the past few months, or if I'm just getting tired of all of the structured training, or if I'm just getting old....but getting into training has been tough.  Now that we're getting closer to the warmer weather, I am getting more motivated.  It's also motivating to be able to get outside on the new bike.  I'm really psyched to race on it.  It is FAST!

Anyway, I'll keep this post short.  On the race radar this year I have Escape From Alcatraz, Buffalo Springs 70.3, Age Group Nationals, Rev3 Maine and Ironman Florida.  In addition, I'll be doing a bunch of local races too.  Also, over the next week or so, I'm going to try to finish up my report on my sports hernia surgery.  I've been told that a bunch of people have read it and found it helpful.  Now that I'm just over a year removed from it, I think it's safe to say that it was successful.

-P

September 6, 2011

Wrestling with Big George- Race Report

So, I signed up for this race in July.  Originally, I was going to do Firmman or another half, but it just didn't work with my schedule.  So, I did some research and found this race.  It's a first year race that was being run in conjunction with an Olympic distance race that they've held for 6-7 years....so I knew that it would have decent direction.  Also, it was fairly inexpensive for a half...only $165.  Given that I wasn't positive I would be able to do the race (due to recovery), the price was appealing in the event I had to bail.

The race was in Lake George, NY.  So, Jenn and I found a dog-friendly hotel and decided to make a weekend of it.  We left Friday night and drove part way.  We got up early on Saturday and finished the trip.  When we got to LG, the Oly race was going on (it was held Saturday...and the half on Sunday).  I went about doing my pre-race warmup.  I went out on the bike for a quick 25-30 minute ride.  Immediately I realized that I couldn't shift into the big chain ring.  So, I just kept it in the small chain ring and rode around a bit.  I packed the bike back up and went for a 15 minute run.  During the warmup, I really wasn't feeling good.  I just didn't have much snap in my legs.  Afterwards, I found a bike mechanic and had my bike adjusted....shifting problem solved.  Then it was onto breakfast, where I did my normal carbo load (biggest meal of the day) and I basically ate for 3.  Finally, we headed out to drive the bike course.

I always suggest seeing the bike course before the race....and this was no exception.  This bike course was no joke.  After a short semi-flat section (about 3/4 of a mile), it begins climbing out of town (ala LP).  It's basically a 5 mile climb.  Unlike LP, while you do get some good downhill sections, it's not a screaming downhill.  But, the course was very fair.  On the website, the course shows a Category 4 and 5 climb on the course.  All in all, the course looked great....good roads and little to no traffic on most of it. I had a second reason for driving the course here.  After I registered, I realized that they capped the race at 250 people....not very big for a half ironman.  So, I knew that, even in my current shape, there was a good chance that I could be out front for part of the bike.  The remainder of the day did not go as planned...hotel wasn't ready; traffic around Six Flags Great Escape was a nightmare (registration was there); wasn't getting hydrated or rest.  But, as per normal, my wife did her best impression of Mother Theresa and settled me down.

I woke up around 4:30 on race morning, got in my nutrition and headed down to the race.  Pre-race was uneventful, except my stomach was a mess.  I must have made 5 trips to the bathroom.  I also wasn't feeling that great.  Jenn wasn't worried...because this has happened before and I've raced fine.  I was in second wave....with waves going 3 minutes apart.  The first wave was Men 39 and under....so I knew that my competition would be in my wave and in front of me.  I wasn't too worried about any of the later waves.

SWIM:  I've been feeling pretty good in the water.  So, my plan was to keep the swim long and steady.  Finally, my wave went off.  I got right to the front, along with one other guy.  He seemed to be swimming well...probably a bit faster than me, so I decided to drop back and grab his feet and let him do the work.  This lasted all of 10 seconds when I realized that this guy could not navigate.  When I looked up, he was headed in a 45 degree angle from the buoys.  So, I reset and decided I would just swim on my own.  I ran across this navigation-challenged swimmer throughout the swim.  The swim was a rectangular swim....and very open...not much contact.  About halfway on the way out, I began passing the first wave.  About halfway on the way in, I realized that there weren't many people from the first wave left to pass.  But, I could still see my buddy who was doing a tour of the lake...back and forth....he even ran into me one time, which is quite ridiculous since there was no one else even close to us...and the lake is HUGE.  This guy's navigation was so bad (worst I've ever seen), that he should have beaten me by 45-60 seconds...but only managed 9-10.  Out of the water and through transition (30:35).
















BIKE:  Jenn yelled at me that I was in 6th place overall...including the first wave.  The guy in the lead had about 5 minutes on me.  I used the initial flat part of the bike to get into my shoes, which were already on my bike.  Then I dropped into the small chain ring and began the climb out of town.  First, I picked off my buddy from the swim.  Then I would spot riders way up the road, one by one....and use them to gauge off of.  I felt really good, early.  I tried to keep my power numbers in check.  Around mile 21-22, I saw a rider.  I thought that there was one more guy in front of him, based on Jenn's early assessment.  But, while I was working to catch him, I caught a glimpse of a car in front with the hazard lights on.  Hmm...was that the lead car?  I passed the guy around mile 23 and tried to ask him if he was in front....but he either didn't hear me or didn't want to tell me.  But, I had a strong feeling he was.  I received confirmation later when I passed a couple of spectators out on the course. I locked in and tried to stay consistent.  I was fortunate to know the course....it helped.  I will say that one thing the race director could improve is to keep the lead vehicle within sight of the lead rider.  There were several times that it disappeared in front of me....for several minutes.  This wouldn't have been a big deal, but the roads weren't closed.  Not only is the lead vehicle there to "lead", but it also helps notify the other cars that we're racing.  I got buzzed pretty close by some NY jackass, even though I was hugging the line and there was no other traffic in either direction.  Once I was in the lead, I caught myself going up a short hill in the big chain ring.  I quickly scolded myself and decided to be conservative for the rest of the ride...small chainring on all hills.  As I headed into T2, I figured I had a decent lead....at least I was hoping, since I wasn't quite sure how I was going to run.  I will be honest....I looked back many, many times.  I was fearful of a late charger catching me.  Coming into transition in first was pretty cool....more so than a sprint or olympic...as there is so much anticipation for the first rider to come in.  I had my normal quick transition and out onto the run (2:37:17....note:  bike was estimated at 57 miles).













RUN:  As I headed out onto the run, nobody else had come in on the bike yet.  I hadn't previewed the run, so I wasn't sure what to expect.  Not to mention, this would be my first 13 mile run since Kona last year....and my third bike/run of the year.  Normally, this is when I "go to work" and make up ground.  But, my run is so unknown, that I was honestly worried about getting caught.  I had a case of the swivel heads at the beginning. The run went straight up hill...and continued to go up for about 3 miles....it was tough.  Much of the run was on a bike path.  It was a lollipop shaped course...two loops.  The turnaround was about 3.5 miles in.  I checked my watch and started looking for the next runner.  Finally, I saw a runner.  I estimated that I had a 6.5-7 minute lead.  Although I felt awful at the beginning of the run, I started to get my run legs and was feeling okay.  While the bike was very humid...it was cooler, 74-79 degrees.  But, the sun was out on the run...and it was getting hot (while still humid).  At this point, I knew that no one was catching me.  I would have to have a complete meltdown.  As I got off the out and back section, the run went back on the road and downhill.  This was very tough on the quads.  As I headed back towards transition, one of the race directors was joking that I had 10 miles on the field.  Second loop was uneventful.  Many more people on the course during this loop.  Again, one suggestion for the race directors would be to have a lead bike, which they didn't have.  On the out and back section, I decided to check my lead again.  I estimated I had at least 9 minutes on the next racer at this point.  I was fairly conservative on the second loop.  As much as this was my longest run of the year...it still went by fairly quickly.  I was happy about this, as I hadn't worn socks and my feet were really getting chewed up.  This was mainly due to the humidity...my feet were just squishy in my shoes.  As I headed into the finish, the guy joked that I now had a 20 mile lead.   I headed across the finish line and was happy to be done.  Before the race, I anticipated that I could run between 6:45-7 minute pace.  I was pretty close to that estimate (1:27:22).

















FINISH TIME:  4:36:39

While this was a small race, it was still very cool to win.  I've won other races...but winning a half ironman is an experience that I may not have again....especially at my age!  This was a nice way to finish my very short season....and gives me some fuel for next season.  They also gave some pretty unique awards.  Now, onto my short off season...before the build up to 2012!




August 28, 2011

Cranberry Sprint Race Report

So, yesterday was my first race of the year and first triathlon since I raced Kona last October.  It was also my first race in the 40-44 AG.  It was the Cranberry Sprint Triathlon.  I was using this as a tuneup for my half ironman next week in Lake George.  In some ways, I was more nervous for this race than the half.  Not just because it was my first race post surgery, but because you have to go so hard in a sprint (redline the whole way).  Also, I had no idea how fast I could run.  My running has been improving...but I'm very far off from my normal self.  Not to mention, I've barely done any hard running.  This race would represent my first sustained "hard" run of the year.  I was interested to see how my body would react.

For some reason, I hadn't been sleeping soundly this past week.  And Friday night was no exception...in fact, it was even worse.  But, I got up at 5am....got my stuff together...and drove down to Lakeville.  Upon arriving, I immediately saw my teammate, Kate (Blumberg) O'Malley.  It was nice, since I wasn't sure any other teammates were racing.  As I walked through to registration, I had to keep my ego in check.  I typically go to races like this with the mindset that I'm going to win (not that I always do....but that's how I approach it).  Although I seemed to still have the mindset....I wasn't sure the body was going to keep up with the mind on this day.  After registering, I got my bike and gear together and headed to transition.  I ran into another teammate, Rachel Saks-Aronis, who was positioned right next to me in transition.  Funny thing is that I was #1044, Rachel was #1045....and Jamie Strain was #1046, but Jamie didn't show.  While setting up transition, the race director made the announcement that it was a no-wetsuit swim.  Fortunately I brought my speedsuit.  When I signed up for this race, I registered as an age-grouper.  But, during the week leading into it, I was having second thoughts....and should have signed up for the elite/open division...which, in retrospect, I should have done. 

I was in the 5th wave (40+ men).  Our gun went off, and I went to the front.  I had a really good swim (although I had to navigate through the previous wave of 30+ women).  After a very, very short swim, I was first out of the water and into T1.  Man, what a shock to the system.  I usually run well out of the water....but my legs were dead.  I got on my bike and onto the bike course.  My shoes were already on my bike, so I started to get my feet in the shoes.  I should have looked at the course in advance and waited until the first big downhill to do this.  Anyway, I got my first foot in, but the strap came undone as I put my second foot in.  After fumbling a few seconds, I just rode with it undone.  Not ideal, but not catastrophic either.  Being in the 5th wave meant I had many people already on the course....many riding the yellow line.  I yelled "on your left" the entire ride.  Since it was a 2 loop course, going through the start of the second loop was really congested and I couldn't ride more than 12-14 mph.  After finishing the second loop, I headed into T2.  I had a much better second transition.  Out onto the run course.  I had no idea how this was going to go....so I dialed back a little and just tried to run hard.  I could tell I didn't have my normal legs....but I was still passing people and running relatively fast.  I thought going into this race that I could hold about 6 minute pace....and that's about what I did.  I ran the last mile or so pretty hard...and finished strong.  Since I was in the 5th wave, I wasn't sure where I finished overall.  I figured, after talking with a few people, that I was in the top 5.  I was 5th, but wound up 4th after a penalty was issued to one of the elite guys.  Oh, and I won the AG by 4-5 minutes.  I think I like being the 40+ guy kicking some young ass.



Mixed feelings about this race.  I definitely had some hiccups, which is to be expected.  But, I wish I would have raced elite so I could have been in the mix.  All in all, it was great to get back out there, even though I'm not anywhere near my top form.  I'm excited to race again next week. 

My Sports Hernia- Part III

When I woke up in the recovery room back in April, Dr. Busconi was there.  He told me that I probably wouldn't remember the conversation....but I did.  I asked him how things went.  He said "great".  They found a "hole" (tear) in the muscle (not just a thinning of the muscle which can also be the case) right away.  The procedure was relatively quick.  My immediate response was "awesome", does this mean I'll recover quicker!  A short time later, Jenn drove me home.  Having surgery in the pelvis/groin region makes sitting in a car difficult.  I immediately set up camp on the couch in our lower level family room, right next to the garage.  Jenn made sure I was comfortable.  A bit later, I felt good enough to walk the stairs to the kitchen to eat something.  But, as soon as I made it up and sat down, the "good feeling" went away.  As I made my way to the stairs to go retreat to the couch, the light faded away...next thing I knew I was on the floor....blacked out.  I was fine...but it freaked Jenn out nonetheless.  Fortunately I was not on the stairs at the time, or it could have been ugly.  Mind you, I was on some heavy painkillers.  I spent the next few days recovering on the couch.  I was only on the painkillers for about 1.5 days (I have no idea how people become addicted to Oxycondon....it's awful).  By day 3 I was fairly mobile.  We had friends staying with us for the marathon...and I really had no choice but to get around a bit.  I even made it down to the hills in Newton to watch the race w/my teammates from the Boston Triathlon Team. 

The recovery protocol from my surgery is 2 months of nothing....no lifting of any kind for about 6 weeks or so, since the repaired area is so affected by it.  This is almost unavoidable.  I mean seriously, I'm not even supposed to lift groceries.  I tried to follow my recovery protocol....but I definitely went beyond what I should have been doing....several times.  In retrospect, I'm glad I waited to have this surgery (rather than have it in the winter).  With Jenn traveling so much, I would have been screwed with all the snow we had.  Anyway, I will say that in some ways, it was nice to have a forced break from training.  I mean, I wasn't allowed to do anything.  It was liberating...not feeling guilty for not riding, running and swimming.  But, at the same time, it made me want to do it more....ignited the fire....which had dimmed a bit.  After 2 months of relatively nothing....I was to begin PT.  So, I set up an appointment with Alex of Marathon Physical Therapy....a friend of mine....but who also has an office within throwing distance of mine.  I never thought I'd be so excited to start physical therapy!  (to be continued)