Sunday, 15 December 2013

Ironman 70.3 Canberra - Dec 15th Race Report


ok, it seems I have forgotten to add my report from Yamba back in October... oh well... here is race 2 of the current season :)

Here it folks, nice and early this time... my race report from what I can only describe as my best race ever.
Photos to come :)

From the top; I travelled to this one sans the wife and 2nd born, who stayed at home to tend to the house... painting where possible. Lucky too, as little Harry was quite sick over the whole weekend and it could have thrown the race prep into turmoil. Not to sound selfish... but you know what I mean. Any chance of relaxing would have been out the window. Eli and I sat in the back as my parents drove us down to Canberra... Toy Story 2 then 3 got a good working over in the dvd player.

Accomodation was modest, but far from the worst we have stayed in for a race. Neat and tidy and just enough creature comforts for a good lead up... one more bedroom for gear would have been good. Eli and I all bunked up for Ironman Canberra 70.3... he was chuffed to be sharing a room with dad J

Friday was a late afternoon frolic by the pool with the Zims and dinner at the holiday park restaurant.  Saturday was a very easy morning peddle to Parliament House and back (complete with photo shoot just for Pearso) followed by an easy’ish swim... both with the Zim, then off to the Zoo for Eli, who had an absolute BALL... followed by bike check in... where again Eli had a ball with his bike that we brought down, then more playtime on the slides for the little fella then Maccas for dinner. Not my usual pre-race fare no... but I was taking a leaf out of Chris McDonald (Big Sexy himself) who claims to always eat KFC before every big race... the chicken comes with Protein, fats, salt, carbs... everything you want for an endurance race. Given Eli loves his Maccas though, I conceded and went for nuggets and chips J Oh the sacrifice...

The Race

Anyone who has asked, I have affirmed: I was feeling ready for this race. I was at a good race weight, I felt stronger than I have done since I can remember and my training has been very good. As most will know, I turned to Pete Mauro of TSO for advice and a program and I honestly think in such a short space of time it has delivered in spades. I have gained strength on all three disciplines, particularly the bike (which I asked for) and I am much more confident in my ability. We also discussed a nutrition plan for the race (basically he told me what to eat) and it worked a treat as I followed it to the letter... as you will see from my run. To everyone who warns you not to do anything in a race that you haven’t tried in training, I used a brand new bike, I used a new aero bottle... and mostly dastardly, I used all new nutrition. Everything I consumed on race day for this race was a first for me... well, the gels I used back when I first started doing tris, but that was a good 5 years ago now and I have long since used them.

 

The Swim

Nervous as f@#k for this race on race morning. Nerves calmed somewhat by travelling to the race with Brett and then bumping into Dr Andriy in transition... still nervous though. Not for the swim, but for the race in general. Canberra has ruined me twice... so here I was again hoping for 3rd time lucky. Into the water nice and early this time, a gentle swim to the start line and a wade about for a few minutes before the gun went off. I saw Zim over in the thick of it on the inside track with the “swimmers”... I steered clear of there though as I didn’t want to get swamped 200m after the start when the real swimmers go over the top as I fade. I started about 10m wide and had a clean start. To be honest I don’t have much to report here. I was well prepared for the dirty water by heaping vasso around my neck to avoid rubbing, I knew the water was going to make visibility terrible under water... so I just concentrated on my stroke technique. I thought I swam well from a technique point of view. Disappointed a little by the swim time, but all is not lost as I know it was dirty freshwater and I know I should have started closer to the main group. Unfortunately my position at the start negated any hope I had of drafting off anyone in the Age Group and it wasn’t until the Zims of the world in the next wave started catching that I actually had feet to latch onto. I also feel I didn’t really push the envelope at all. Of course I had a crack and swam at a good pace for me... there was more there if I wanted to put an effort in though.

Out of the water, I made the run to transition, removing the top half of the wetsuit in the process. The records will show 4mins in transition but in all honesty it didn’t feel that long before I was out onto the bike.

 

The Ride

Boy oh boy I like this Giant Trinity I thought as I rode out of town. It has very good speed and is very easy to ride. Very stiff, very responsive and very easy to get used to. Far from the best bike on the course, but a long way from the worst. The ride is a strange one for me with perplexing figures. The records will show here that I rode sub 50mins for all 3 laps for a total time of 2:29.xx... which for me is immense. It’s an 8min pb on my best 70.3 ride which was done on Yeppoon’s flat and fast desk. Yes, this course has big rollers where you can get up some serious speed, but it also has climbs to slow you down... especially Coppins Crossing where there is NO opportunity to build up speed going down before the climb due to the sharp turns.

The records of the Garmin will also show I rode my HR to a treat. Smack bang on the race planned HR... speed was awesome too... as you can see from the total time...  but what was missing was the Watts. Mine would naturally be lower than a beast like Zim’s due to the weight difference, however mine were well down under 220w... about 216w was the average in the end. I completely unsure as to answer for this anomaly... just imagine though if I can get those Watts up next time while riding at the same HR... what time and speed would come from that?? Only positives my friends... thats what I take from this ride.

I mentioned new bike... yes, new bike being tested in race simulation for the first time. Arrived earlier in the week, taken to the velodrome for 2 spins and thrown into the deep end. Admirably is how I would describe its performance. Very happy with my time, however the seat post clamp area needs adjusting as the post came loose somewhere in the 2nd lap, and while the aero bottle served my needs to the ml, it did rattle around a bit and will need to be secured down just a little more for next time...all these little things unfortunately can only be found out by riding on the weekends and not on the smooth pristine surfaces of the velodrome. I put my hand up, a few days  is also not ideal for finding your best bike position either. While it was good ride and I was quite efficient I thought... I refer back to my legs on the run... I could be better. My sore saddle area today can vouch for that as I haven’t felt sore in...well... since I last got a new bike!

Very happy with the bike time though and my legs were in good shape as I ran into transition.

 

The Run

Transition was nice and fast... but calm. I knew all and sundry would have a decent lead on me after my swim time... yes, I concede I was pretty sure that lead would be unassailable given my 34mins in the water, but I didn’t let it play on me though and I was off. Hoka Kailuas got the nod over the Newtons and I was confident in a running style that I have been moving to on my longer runs in order to maximise efficiency. The Hokas got the nod especially for economy over speed, although speed is relative to the race isn’t it. My speed yesterday wouldn’t be blistering for a Sprint race where I would use Newtons and in attempt at 3:30 pace... but 4min pace, which Hokas are more than capable of, has always been my ultimate goal for a 70.3.

Pete Jacobs, not a bad model to copy. I am aware I don’t look like Pete Jacobs when running, but I have been trying to lean forward just a little in my longer runs and concentrating on a fast cadence, knee lift style as opposed to the old sprinters style I have used in the past and would in a short race... upright, chest out, big spring, big kick... gone. Efficiency is now the order... use the strength gained from the demanding runs in my program to their maximum potential. Nothing wasted if I can help it.

I am not a salesman in the public arena, but I must pay homage to the program set by Pte. Without divulging all its contents, I can simply say it is like no training program I have ever done for this sport, and it has challenged me at each and every step. I firmly believe I have become a stronger runner in just the 6 weeks I have been on this program. Yes,  I am wiser in myself, but I am absolutely stronger.

I digress. I head out onto the run at a comfortable pace. The plan was to go sub 90mins as the first and foremost goal... that, for the uninitiated triathlete... is 4:16-4:17 pace. I look at the Garmin about 500m in to make sure I am not going too fast and I see 4:11 as my current pace... thats fine I think and continue on and the same clip.

1km... beep beep.. I check the watch; LAP 1 – 4:02min... oh ok, thats a bit fast... remember Canberra of 2010 and 2011, you crashed and burned you nonce... slow down! I slowed back down to 4:10 pace and continued... LAP 2 – 3:59min... hmm... I’m hopeless at this pacing stuff! Slowed down again... LAP 3 – 3:57min... ok, thats 3km in, I’m running 4min pace or close to it and I feel very comfortable... my HR is below 160 so I will stick with it for now and slow down for lap 2 of 3 before kicking again.

7km in and I’m loving it. I’m cruising to be honest... so to hell with it, I am going to keep going. A young whippet had just gone past me to the roar of his local crowd’s approval and he’d then slowed a touch, so I ran with him... and yes, I was that comfortable, I chatted to him while we ran. He was on lap 3 so was less chatty, but in me, he bestowed the request of leading him home on his final lap... he even asked permission to sit behind me. He got a few cheers this kid so I figure he was pretty good, his race wasn’t going to plan as he had wanted to run 1:18 or below and was now just hanging on. He was going ok though... I led him to the far turnaround and halfway back to the finish line before he finally dropped back a few metres and I continued on past the 14km mark... 2 laps down, sub 4 min pace and by now I was starting to believe. My bogey point for these runs has always been the 12km-14km mark and I was nearly through and I was showing no signs of stomach issues, or fatigue. Believe it or not here though, I was still only starting to believe I would break the 90min mark... I was still waiting for the fade. I did the small turnaround and dropped slightly to 4:04min pace for 1 km I think. Nutrition plan helped here and I dropped a gel and almost immediately I was back under the 4min mark for the next lap and back on my way... the funny part here is I am now starting to count down km but I am also watching to see where Zim is.... has he faded enough considering the run I have had... what speed is he doing, where is he. The plan was to wait until I see him and then unleash everything I have left.

Zim had faded, not enough though. I let go once I saw him and ran my last 4km in 3:50 or under pace. Not enough km in the day to catch him but I did it for me mostly to see what I could do. I gotta be honest and admit the last 7 km did hurt on the whole. The last 1km was a monster that I did with gritted teeth and as I finished I slowed to a walk, gave a salute to the heavens with welled up eyes as this race was always for my dearly departed nanna who helped me get to Vegas... and then my legs buckled and I fell to the floor.

Nutrition was spot on the for race... well more so than it ever has been. Can it be improved? Possibly, I did noticeably fade just before gel time... not that much, but noticeably. The pick-me-up I got from each of the last few gels indicates that maybe 2mins earlier might be the key? Who knows, best I leave that stuff to someone who knows what they are talking about... and on this plan, with a new bike and a freshwater swim, I managed to finish with an 18min 70.3pb that included a phenomenal ride (for me) of under 2:30hrs and a run I can only dream about... so who is going to question the nutrition based on that? Not me.

 

Thanks

I’m thanking all the same people for this race... notably Zim for all the training and race discussion/advice...someone to bounce many an idea off... and also for the closer friend you have become over the last year. It was brilliant doing yet another race with you mate! Roo, I take great confident from trying to replicate your physical and mental strength... Somersby, Calga... repeat... x 30 x 5 days a week. Eat it, love it. Hahaha! HTM aka the Oracle, ALM, Shaneo , CJ and Eddie for sage words  of advice and humour.... of course thanks must also go to the missus for all the patience and understanding it takes to do these races... and for your permission to do Geelong if I can come up with the cash... lots of love to you and the boys... to Eli for a great weekend away. Little buddy, one day you may read this... you were a gem this weekend. You finished your first puzzle, you caught your first ball (and preceded to tells all the other kids in the playground!) and you had a ball chasing the kangaroos at the Zoo :D You kept me in check and helped me have a brilliant race.

Last but not least, very special mention for Pete and his TSO methods. Mate, I am a wiser athlete these days of my own accord with rest and training nutrition etc, but your program thus far has challenged my every step of the way. 100% I am fitter, faster and stronger than I have ever been. My bike improvement in such a short space of time is phenomenal I think.  I look forward immensely to refining it further and getting greater return on our way to Melbourne IM. Keep it up.

 

My best race ever... so far. Thanks Nanna.

Monday, 20 May 2013

Ironman Australia, Port Macquarie v2.0

…and there we have it, IM version 2 has been trained for… run… and won… by others.
I’ll be honest, I had high expectations for this one; based wholly and solely on my desire to achieve, my heart to train hard and my improved mental capacity to just get stuck in and keep going even when times are tough and I’m tired or hurting. I had trained the house down over countless hours and spent many mornings out violating myself selfishly while leaving the missus at home with the 2 boys… sacrifices were made all over the place and it just didn’t end up how it was supposed to.

The goal: circa 9:45hrs.
The result: 10:20hrs

Ultimately it was still a PB by 5 mins so all is not lost, and I did improve my swim and run legs so the chin remains up ever so slightly. I did lose a heap on the bike, I battled a hip complaint / pinched nerve in my right leg for the majority of the 180km… so all I can do is cross my fingers and hope this is the reason.

The preparation
Lets just say I trained for this one… some of my mates would say incessantly, some would say intensely… bugger it, some would even say sadistically. There were a number of times I left myself completely obliterated in the front yard of the house with nothing left to give… but on I went.
I was a good long prep. Possibly too long as I did get quite tired and run down with about a month or so to go, but I was careful to rest when the program said to and as such I just put that blip down to a very long season of training and not much racing… Training training training training training… and more training… it does get to you.
I peaked once, around early December where I was gagging for a race… and then again just in time for Port, I felt fine and full of energy.

Job done.

Pre race
Arrived in Port Mac on the Thursday and had a good few days to relax and get used to the atmosphere and the feel of the impending race.
No family expectations were put on me, we did a few family things, I carbo loaded well without piling junk in, and I did a small ride, a swim and a couple of easy jogs.
Race eve was spent getting organised. I did this on and off for the entire day so as not to have one panicked session that night.
Bags packed, bike checked in, meet Brett Isaac at the bike check in for some last minute salts… Too easy. Last year I was a nervous wreck I think… this year was quite easy.
Race day bag was packed early, drinks made up, ready to go before TV time.

Pre IM Sleep?
Plenty.
As we had the 2 boys with us (aged 5months and 2yrs), and they had been pretty unsettled in their new environment, I opted for the fold-out bed and slept in the lounge room in peace and quite… and got at least 6 hours. Perfect.

Race morning.
Up and ready, ate what had been planned and got ready to collect Brett and head into town. Done… I was pretty surprised actually with how well the morning was going… actually the whole Port experience thus far.
Yes, admittedly Eli, our 2 year old had been testing the patience with all and sundry at times over the last few days as he was in unfamiliar surroundings but that was to be expected and he was a good boy under the circumstances and he was up and ready to come with mummy on race morning. It was great to have them both there for the start… with #2 Harry staying behind to sleep with nanny and poppy J

The Swim
The swim was a little rushed getting into the water as the queue was quite long to get in… still, Brett and I were in the water with 4mins or so to spare and we both swam up to the front. Brett deservedly so… as a 50min swimmer… and me, punching well above my weight just hoping to grab onto some poor hard working suckers feet and steal a few minutes by being lazy.
Wrong. I was anything but lazy… I have never worked as hard as I did when the gun went off… stuck in a mass of humans trying to get the smallest of advantages, the poorer swimmer that I am got pummelled from pillar to post. Absolutely smashed all over the shop… punched, kicked, pulled, slapped, goggles torn off… holy cr*p I thought… that was by far the most violent swim I have ever been part of by far. Yes, I admit I even gave a gobful of unsanitary language to one over zealous wayne-kerr who literally had hold of my left ankle and was pulling me backwards so he could go over the top. Very close to some chin music my friend… but no one wants to go that far and get disqualified. Yep, I even let a few expletives go purely in frustration of the moment… a swim pile up that I just couldn’t seem to get out of for the entire first length up to the first turnaround. Bugger. Me. That. Was. Tough!
Eventually I did find a few moments where I goy my stride and had a crack... passing plenty in doing so... they were fleeting though and by and large this was a tough little mother of a swim.
Much energy expelled already, I rounded the final turn and made my way back to transition untroubled and in reasonably quick fashion.
In the end, it was a PB which surprised me. I thought for sure it would be slower after the turbulence I had been though… but those fleeting moments I had when in the clear and swimming free must have counted for something.
End result… happy for the PB. What might it have been though had I started in a more suitable position? Who knows…

T1 was good. Uneventful and 3 mins faster than last year.
I had a good volunteer helping me this time (as opposed to none last year) and we got the job done.

The Bike
Where do I start? The great unravelling of IM #2 occurred on the scenic roads of Port Macquarie… it wasn’t all bad though.
Prior to the race I had some reservations that I had done enough “hard” work on the bike. I knew I had been on the bike enough… more so than last year. I was riding reasonably well I guess, with just a few motivational blips on some of my solo rides but I had plenty telling me I was riding well and I would go well… so I was confident enough… I don’t know though, I just had it in the back of my mind that last year I worked harder in my prep and I was better positioned going into it…
2 laps of 90km.

1st lap started well enough. I had a quick enough transition and was off in good spirits… up the hills and out of town. Ocean road was reasonably quick even with the small breeze in the face and I made it to the turnaround in a reasonable timeframe. I did drop my chain once which was annoying but apart from that it was a good tempo to head out at.
I was starting to become concerned though. In the big gears, I had a pinching / cramping feeling developing in my adductor / hip area. Every time I tried to really go for it, it flared up and I had to retract the leg and roll for a second or 2 for it to go away. It hurt when it happened and it was annoying. I tried to harden up and ride through it every time it happened… but just like every good cramp, if you ignore it and continue doing what you’re doing; the cramp gets worse doesn’t it.
Still, I was holding a decent enough pace so I wasn’t OVERLY concerned yet and pressed on.
Back toward town though, the discomfort became more frequent and I found myself free rolling quite a lot. I got off once in order to stretch it out as much as possible, but I basically just wasted time doing that as it gave me no reprieve at all.

The trip back to town nevertheless was still reasonably quick… we had the wind at our tails pretty much all the way back and the speed was up. Obviously my speed wasn’t as high as what it could have been… or what I wanted it to be, but I figured I was only a few minutes off my target pace, so there was no huge loss.

Lap 2.
Lap 2 was awful to put it bluntly.
The wind was up by now and heading out of town along Ocean road… for me and my hip… was a nightmare. All I was trying to do was bunker down in the aero position and get to the other end. On a good day I should have still been able to hold 30+km/h as the wind wasn’t as bad as some years… it was still there though and with my leg the way it was, I just couldn’t stay low and go for it. Unfortunately, there was a lot of sitting up done here and many many many minutes lost on my targets.
Losing so much time on your expectations does play on you a lot, and even though many will recognise I have a reasonably strong will (well, I do when it comes to training myself to the point of exhaustion), this ride was beating me down with a huge stick mercilessly.
Honestly, there had to be at least 5 to 6 occasions I really just felt like quitting. Like getting off the bike and just sitting there, waiting for a van to come and pick me up… eating energy bars peacefully while looking out at the ocean while I wait… It was a sunny day after all… it would have been nice! Wouldn’t it?
No. I didn’t… no way was I quitting after all the hours I had been out training and leaving my lovely wife at home in the lurch looking after 2 boys under the age of 2. Yes, they are beautiful little boys, but come on… a toddler and a newborn… that sh*t can get to the best of us when one or both is in a cranky mood! No way was I wasting the last 8 months of training and preparation… no way was I wasting all the money I had spent on getting to the day… a bike, energy gels, running equipment, shoes… the list goes on… and essentially, I am an impatient man, so no way was I going to sit there waiting an hour for a stupid sag wagon to come and pick me up after quitting… so I made the decision to just ride on at a pace that was still ok, but mostly comfortable. I still had pains in the hip, but I recognised to sit up, or ease up as soon as they came instead of trying to fight the problem stubbornly in pain.
The way back into town was a slog, but not a terrible slog as essentially the wind (which had picked up more) was at my back most of the way. My 40+km/h back into town on the first lap was a distance memory and I think I was struggling to get to mid-high 30’s this time even with the stronger wind.
My issues made the last 10km not much fun at all… what with the sharp snap that is Matthew Flinders drive to contend with and the rollers near the golf course… I was so close, yet so far away.
I made it though, jumped off the bike 15mins slower than 2012 and got ready for the run.

T2
The pressure was off now.
My targets were long gone; my race plan was well and truly out the window… so strangely, but understandably this was a very calm Transition as I no longer had any expectations. I just took it methodically and joked with the helper and in the end; I believe it may have even been quicker than last years T2.

The Run.
4 laps of circa 10.55km.
I had expectations for the run, as everyone does before the race whether they be for a fast run or an agonisingly slow painful dawdle into the wee glow stick hours... I had a plan on how to achieve those expectations as well… would it all come to fruition now considering my hip though? The plan was a run / walk method (walk 30-60secs every 25mins) that I had road tested plenty in the lead up. I had it down pat to the minute and wanted to run a 4:40min – 4:45min paced marathon.
The run started well… perfect. The plan was to hold my pace back… forcefully if need be by walking… and just try and hold 4:50 – 4:59 pace, and then come on strong at the end.
As far as I can recall, I did a reasonable job. I may have gone a touch quicker, it would have been marginal though and I did hold myself back from running the 4:22’s I headed out at last year!
I had 3:38 to beat in order to go under last years overall time of 10:25.
Based on last years run (3:50hrs), I wouldn’t make it… on my new run plan, I should do it easy.

I honestly don’t have too much to report on the run except while it didn’t go 100% to plan as I ended up walking a couple more times than planned, it did go a lot better than last year and my form and nutrition were in tact at the end of the race. In actual fact, I finished off exactly how I wanted to finish off… full of beans and adrenalin… and a fair amount of ZipVit induced caffeine… I catered home, running sub 4:15min pace for some kms J
I firmly believe my plan will work next time. I believe it was sound and worth another crack. 100% the bike took a fair bit of sting out of my run and as such, my legs just didn’t have it in them anymore to do the run I wanted. Surprisingly I am happy with the 3:33hr Marathon even though the goal was to go around the 3:20hr mark and despite it also being the slowest run of any run I did in my entire training block (including recovery days). I am proud of hanging in there on the bike and even more so, for holding my head high, keeping calm and ultimately; enjoying my time out there on the run course despite how much it still hurts to do the marathon in an IM distance race!

Post race
Post race I didn’t actually feel like any of the food on offer… not even the ice cream! I just had my massage then grabbed a cuppa tea and sat down my 2 close mates Brett and Andrew Mildren who had completed great races themselves and were still sitting in the recovery area.
“Happy with the performance, but not the result”… I’ve heard Crowie say that about his 2010 race in Kona… although I didn’t finish anything near as high as his 4th at the World Championships, this is how I felt as my immediate reaction.
I was happy I hung in there and finished despite wanting to quit… I was not best pleased with the end result, even though it was technically a 5min pb.
To be completely honest, I was filthy with the result after so much training.

Disappointed would best describe my feelings the next day. I went and collected my bike and lined up for the Expo for finishers gear… to be honest though, I wasn’t overly keen to buy anything “finishery” as I just wasn’t a happy chappy.
In the end though, I am a sucker for buying stuff, so I got the mandatory headsweat that had 2013 Finisher on it… even bought one of my mates’ one as well… plus a few trinkets for the team at work and a cycling kit that was on sale.

On we march.
3 weeks later and I’m on the horse already. Light training, nothing too intense in the pool and some easy running.
I’ve been to the Chiro and will get my hip alignment sorted out and loosen up some leg muscles that had become very tight during my training program… and I am all signed up for Ironman Melbourne in March 2014 J

The bike… we aren’t on speaking terms yet. Sent home early from Port Mac in disgrace, it remains incarcerated in my parent’s garage to this day.
I’m not ready yet… but soon.

Sunday, 24 March 2013

Sparke Helmore Olympic Distance - Its been a long time coming!

A long time coming for 2 reasons... a) It has been a long season so far... training training training training training... and training for Ironman Australia which is on May 5th. I've been training all the way up until NOW. My first race outside a small handful of local club sprint races at the start of the season last year. Believe me, when training for Ironman, minimal racing is tough as all there is in between is miles and miles and miles of ground being covered in preparation for the big day.

b) It was my first official big race win!! Well, I have only won 1 club race as well... so even then it is only my 2nd EVER win.
To say I was surprised was an understatement as I did make some rookie errors again... as I did last year in the same race. Surprised good though... surprised great... I won my Age Group fair and square, and by a good few minutes too :)

Here's a quick race report. Bare with it... I actually wrote 2 reports. An immediate post race report based on how I felt it went... and then further thoughts the next day. Hopefully it makes sense!

Run 1 - 2.8km (the swim had been cancelled due to poor conditions during the week. the Water was full of debris... logs, sticks etc...)

POST RACE - Done in an absolute canter. Not sure on time as Garmin includes transition and start of bike but I was cruising easily @ sub 3:20 pace. 5th overall.

UPDATE – reflection on this run has given me great confidence. I seriously did this without breaking a sweat… and to think the first 2 kms were sub 3:17’s on the Garmin is great food for thought.
I held the pace easily. Others bolted out of the blocks straight into the headwind where as I stayed about 15 back, hid from the wind and checked out the pace before unloading after the first turn and had the wind in my back. Not poor tactics from the others, just mine worked better… I had already gone and done my warm up on the exact same stretch of road as the race start so I kinda knew what to expect. I didn’t hide from the wind on purpose, but my plan was not to bolt and it worked.


Bike - 40km of pure ugly.
POST RACE - I did NOT learn my lesson of last years HED3 wheel selection and got blown from pillar to post. Overtaken by plenty but still managed to drop a few that I started with. I asked one mate who I dropped later on what had happened… 185km of Saturday Ironman training was the answer. That’ll do it I guess. I still rode 155-160 on Saturday though so wasn’t exactly fresh myself and this ride hurt.
what else did I drop? I also dropped my one and only water bottle without realising... BANG... the whole bike done with zero hydration.
Slower than a 30km/h average I think.

UPDATE – I can’t reiterate enough that I just didn’t learn from last year apart from the fact I actually took up spare training wheels to put on if I thought it was too windy.
Fail. I got out of the car on a sheltered side of town where the breeze was only very light and thought it was fine. Fail 2 was that I walked around to registration and felt that the wind was a little more brisk than I first thought… no problem I thought, its still nothing like it was last year.
Fail 3 was using brand new bottle holders… nice little lightweight carbon ones… trouble is; they couldn’t handle the bumps of the course. I reached back on lap 2 of the bike to grab my drink only to find it gone…
Fail 4 – That was my only bottle of fluid I had available for the entire race. I didn’t even leave one in transition… gees my transitions were pretty fast though!
All in all, when I was shielded form the wind I rode well… when the wind was at my back, I was punching well over 50km/h.
6 laps though, 3 tough climbs into the breeze each lap, with a 4th for good measure that was wind assisted… makes 24 short sharp climbs within 40km… this was not a fun ride people. On a couple of occasions I had to swerve at least a metre when hit from the side with wind and thought I was going to come off.
I also dropped my tool kit that was in a small canister in the other bottle holder… I stopped to get that though.
All in all, this was a roadies course 100%. If I race again, I will not even bother taking the race wheels no matter how good the weather is, as the lure of the good looking TT bike with Zipps was too strong to resist!
  

Run 2 - 10km of bloody awful wind.
POST RACE - A 4 laps 2.5km circuit. Transition was a good one. A quick second to locate the black Avanti... as I have been used to locating my now dearly departed blue Cervelo. Bike found, it was s uper quick transition. I headed out of the poorly signed compound, around a few grassy corners and it was straight onto the Breakwall heading out to the lighthouse. Down the break wall was fast, damn fast. Wind bellowing at your back, at least 22km/h fast... the way back up it was NOT. The wind so fierce the sand was whipping my face, legs and arms and I had to turn my head just to shield away. Still, I just concentrated on small steps / fast cadence. Kept telling myself it’s only wind and that can't stop me from running.
I THINK I did sub 4min pace which was tough going. Garmin reads 39min and that included a small walk at aid station 1 just so I could put 2 cups of water down after my dry bike leg AND it included the time spent in T2. Had I had a bottle on the bike and it not included T2, that was easily a 37-38min run.

UPDATE – 10km of not nice. I did manage sub 4min pace after all. 39mins does include bike to run transition apparently, so it was quite quick.
Description above is pretty apt… I just kept reminding myself its only 10km. I found so many people were just packing up stumps and slowing to a trudge when faced with the wind and sand… sure, its not comfortable and if it was a training day I would simply go and run somewhere else rather than run in that cr*p… but please… its only wind and sand people! Wind and sand don’t curtail ones ability to run…


Conclusion - very glad I now have a race under my belt. Disappointed not to have a full Triathlon but with the water as it was, it was the only call they could make.
I can't wait around for the preso as they are taking ages but I will be VERY surprised if I'm not top 3 in my age group.

UPDATE – Chuffed. I won my Age Group!! J
I’m pretty sore in the quads and glutes today, so today is 100% rest day apart from a slow walk around the park at lunch.
Obviously I looked online later and saw that I had won… surprised for sure as I knew I wasn’t in the top 10 for the overall honours. I knew I would have to be top 3 though… its just a shame no one gives you a tap on the shoulder to let you know. Had they done that, I would have absolutely stayed and claimed my glory in front of the masses. Turns out the preso was at about 1pm though… 4+ hours after my race.
It was quite funny seeing Tim Lang come second overall… well not funny he came second... but he must have been 1 run lap in front of me as he was running past when I exited transition (gees that fella can ride!)… I actually thought he was battling big time because I came out and just went past him and ran away from him. If only I could ride! I beat him in the first run, but he beat me out of transition by only a metre or so… and BOOM, he was gone... in an absolute instant! No wonder others are riding well on that coaches program!

Onward we march, TEAM BSR hasbeen represented and represented with a win!
The Zoca Gear kit was super comfortable the whole way around the course and I cant wait to get it out and do some training in it before the big day on May 5th... Next Stop, Ironman Australia!



Team BSR

Put simply... I applied
http://www.chris-mcdonald.net/team-bsr

and BOOM! I got in!
http://www.chris-mcdonald.net/2013-team-bsr-announced
http://bigsexyracing.blogspot.com.au/

Absolutely a great opportunity for me to be part of what appears to be a great team for this season!
A great concept by Chris "Big Sexy" McDonald which is being backed by some of the biggest brand names in the business... all of which are doing their best to give us some great support :)

I have to say I appreciate the opportunity. It gives me another goal to strive for other than to be the best that I can be and to represent my family with pride... I now also dont want to let this group down with a lacklustre effort, or with slack training. Being part of the team is going to keep me honest in every little last detail that I put into my training and racing.

If there is anyone out there actually reading this page, please look at links to the right. All of them deserve recognition and a round of applause for giving the Age Groupers a go!

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Update - Harry Philip!! Team Big Sexy Racing!!

Well well well, I must say, a lot has happened since I last added to this blog...
In chronological order...
1. I got select to be part of a racing team for 2013. Chris McDonald's inspired Big Sexy Racing!
2. I got a new job. Same parent company, promotion... same pay... for now.
3. My second child came along :) Welcome to the world Harry Philip Smith!
4. Of course Xmas and New Years has been and gone,
5. I've signed up to do my 2nd Sparke Helmore OD race in Newcastle, NSW,
6...and last but not least I am now heavy in training for my second crack at Ironman Australia.

To touch on some of the above... this time in importance:
Harry Philip Smith! Welcome to the world champ. What a blessing it is to have 2 little boys growing up side by side only 21months apart. Wee Eli is not so wee anymore and is just about to turn 2, while Harry has just hit 2 months.
Happy, healthy, little Harry came out a little smaller than Eli and 2 weeks early... which meant he came out smack bang on MY Birthday! Really, who can ask for a better birthday present than that... would have been nice for him to come some time in the afternoon rather than in the dark hours of the morning, but I'm not complaining at all... I have 2 boys!
All the thanks in the world to my wife Amanda who did a brilliant job and gave me the best present of all.

Thats number 1 out of the way... everything else comes equal second.
I do have a new job... its closer to home for me. Well, geographically its the same, but traffic and travel wise, it is a lot closer. I now leave for work 30mins later and I get home an hour earlier some days. More training time in the morning and more family time at night :)

Big Sexy Racing - I will touch on this on a separate post. In short, I submitted an application to be part of an Elite Amateur Team for 2013... Big Sexy Racing... and I got in, alongside my good friend, Matt Porta.

Ironman Australia beckons. Hard in training already... its been interesting trying to get my training and sleep, and family time, and work all fitted into one day, but I am managing, albeit I am on the little tired side of things at the end of my first full training block. Thanks be that this week is a rest week and I can recover a little with some lighter loads and longer sleeps... back to it next week. Already though... leaner, fitter, faster than this time last year. My swim is taking some time to get back to Ironman 2012 levels, but we will get there.

Before Ironman though, I have my only planned race (so far) on March 10. The Sparke Helmore Olympic Distance Triathlon in Newcastle, NSW. I did this very same race last year in order to break up the long training hours and give me some race practice, and it worked out well with me coming a surprising 2nd in my Age Group. So, I am having another crack. Different tactics this year, we'll see how it goes... no pressure to perform though, as I said; practice for the big one.

Club races so far are my only planned races before Ironman. I've done 3 so far and finished top 4 in all 3. I was placed 2nd on the Club ladder but missed the last race of the series and have dropped back to 4th. Onwards to February's race... it would be nice to get some silverware from CCTri for the garage.

Anyhoo, thats all to report. A more detailed report on BSR and its sponsors (all now listed on the blog) coming ASAP.