Triathlon at Pacific Grove

This past weekend, the big day finally came and I competed in the Triathlon at Pacific Grove. To give you an answer to the big question from my previous post, I didn't shave. I know that if anyone who wants to be a hard-core triathlon geek shaves. But I'm a lazy triathlon geek and just never got around to it.

I left San Diego for Monterey on Thursday morning. Before going up, I knew that the water would be a lot colder than what I was used to down here in San Diego. But I completely neglected the fact that the air temps and gusty winds were closer to San Diego in January than anything I had been training in. So I got a rude awakening during our first course preview bike ride that we did Thursday afternoon. As I sat freezing on my bike, I was wondering how I'd feel 2 days later during the race after spending 30 minutes in the ocean. (Yes, I know that I've become a completely spoiled San Diego warm weather weakling!) Despite the cold, I was amazed at how beautiful coast was. Both bike and run went along some of the most beautiful stretches of coastline in all of California.

Friday night all of the Team in Training participants got together for a pasta party. All told, there were over 350 of us taking part in the triathlon through Team in Training coming from as far away as Georgia. Altogether, we raised over $1.2 million. Afterwards during our final pre-race team meeting, one of my teammates (Dana) told us that she had just found out two days before that her brother's leukemia had come out of remission and he had just started chemotherapy again. It was a big shock to us all as the whole team had met him at some time throughout the season. It hurt all of us to see Dana in so much pain. She asked all of us to think about her brother's challenges whenever our bodies were hurting us during the race and to use his fight as inspiration to push ourselves to keep going. No matter how much our bodies hurt, it's nothing compared to what he's going through.

Enough for the sad talk, the next morning we set off from the hotel at 5:30 AM to make our way to the race. Luckily, it felt a few degrees warmer than the previous few days. The first wave started at 7:15. My wave, the Team in Training Men's wave, started at 8:30. When the gun went off, we all charged into the frigid waters (58F, cold by SD standards) and started the swim. There are a couple of things to know about the swim at Pac Grove. First, its a 2 loop course where you actually have to get out of the water and do a small (25 yd) run up the beach between laps. Second, its cold. Third and most important, there's lots of kelp. In fact, there's so much kelp that you need to be as concerned about steering away from the kelp as swimming towards the next buoy on the course. The problem with kelp is that its so thick that both your legs and your arms get tangled in it and you're stuck until you rip yourself free. Consequently you waste a lot of energy. At first when I got in the water, I was freezing. But once my face and feet went numb, the pain stopped and it was all good. On the first lap I did a great job navigating away from the kelp and found myself in second place at the end of the first lap. On the second lap, I pulled into the lead and no longer had anyone to follow through the kelp. Consequently shortly before the first buoy, I basically came to a complete stop. I freed myself after 15s. But it was exhausting. By the second buoy, the wave of 20-29 year old girls coming up behind us caught up to all of us and I felt like I got ran over by a freight train. Because of the kelp, everyone swims in a very narrow path (a couple of swimmers wide). Luckily, that gave us a carrot to chase and we no longer had to concentrate on finding our way through kelp. By the end of the lap, we had passed most of them again and I came out of the water in second place in my heat with a time of 28:36 for the 1 mile swim. As a team, we represented San Diego well. We ended up with 9 of the first 11 male TNT swimmers out of the water.

The first transition did not go as well as planned. I wasted too much time trying to get socks and a vest on (cold hands don't work quick) before my coach told me just to get out on the bike. Once on the bike, I felt fine. The bike went real well. The course itself consisted of 25 miles over 4 laps. I felt like I was riding pretty fast. For most of the ride, I was consistently passing people and moved into first place among all of the team in training participants. At this point, I started wishing that I had started with the rest of the people in my age group as opposed to those in team in training. I was pushing myself hard. But I was missing the competition that would push me to do better. I ended up finishing the bike in a time of 1:11:56 averaging just over 20 mph. The bike to run transiition went much smoother. Unfortunately, as soon as I started running my lower back just started killing me. It was more intense back pain than anything I had every experienced. If I could have paused the race and gotten a cortisone shot for my back, I would have. But as I didn't have the option, I kept going. I thought of Dana's brother and his fight against cancer. But I also though about my grandfather and the fight that he is currently going through against lung cancer. If they could keep on fighting, I could keep on running. A sore back, even though every step hurt, wasn't an excuse to stop or event to take it easy. The run was 6 miles over 3 loops. I ended up finishing that in a time of 39:16. Altogether, I ended up with a time of 2:24:09 which was good for 12th place in my age group and 51st overall. Although satisfied, I definitely feel that I still have a lot of room for improvement and hope to be down to a 2:15 by next season.

Last but not least, I would like to thank my parents for flying in to watch the race. Seeing and hearing them cheer for me on each lap was really energizing. They were awesome! Yes, I think I have caught the triathlon bug and hope to continue with them in the future. My next race will probably be the Mission Bay Sprint Tri on October 1st. But due to the soon approaching ski season, that will most likely be my last one until next year.

Triathlon: Camp Pendleton Sprint Triathlon and AFC Half Marathon

After months of training, I finally got some real race experience this weekend. I did the Camp Pendleton Sprint Triathlon on Saturday morning and the AFC half marathon on Sunday morning. I know that some of you are probably going to say that I was crazy or plain stupid for doing 2 races in the same weekend. Initially I was just going to do the sprint tri. However, when I heard that a number of my teammates were doing the half marathon, the competitive juices started flowing and I told myself that it was just about the same distance as my planned base building run that I'd be doing anyways. Before I knew it, I was signed up for the race.

The Sprint Triathlon on Saturday ended up being a great training race. I got some of those first race nerves out of the way. More importantly, I validated a lot of the things I was already doing and saw some things that I should work on. The swim was only 500 yds and I can remember telling my buddy Nelson before the race that the course looked really short. However the swim was a lot harder than I was expecting. The water was both rougher and colder than I had been used to over the last few weeks. I had signficant problems breathing and sighting the buoys. The swells were big enough that you had to be at the top to see the next buoy. As anyone who swims with me knows, I can't swim in a straight line to save my life. So I swam off course two times. Thinking back to what our coach told us, I did try and draft. But I had problems finding someone who was going at my pace. As I was swimming in, I did try and catch the waves. However, due to being out of breath, I had actually stopped twice after catching a wave so that I could catch my breath before the next one came. Coming out of the water, I did try and strip off my wetsuit as I was jogging out. I did pretty good getting it down to my ankles. But I couldn't get the damned thing over my feet. I actually fell over into water before I got it off. I ended up doing the entire swim in 11:59 (20th out of 80 in 25-29). Not bad, but I definitely need some more time in the ocean.

T1 went smoothly with the exception of the aforementioned wetsuit problems. The bike ride was a 20 mile out and back. There was some rolling terrain, but no significant hills. The wind was not bad at all. It was actually in the first part of the bike that I felt the after effects of the swim the most. It felt like I had just been hit in the gut. For the first 15-20 minutes, I was still gasping for air. I felt nauseus when I ate an energy gel. Over that time I was only averaging ~17 mph and getting passed left and right. Around the 20 minute point, my body seemed to settle down and I started feeling better and better. Over the second half I was averaging 20-24 mph and started passing some people myself. On the bike, I came in at 58:42 (25 out of 80). I came into the race thinking that the bike was my weak area and this result just reconfirmed it.

T2 went great. I was in and out in under 1 minutes. The run was 3 miles and consisted of two loops around the Amphibious Craft Unit Five area. Going into race, I already felt that the run was my strong point. I felt great throughout the entire run and was passing people the entire time. I came in at 19:56 (5/80). In retrospect, I definitely could have pushed it a little more. But at the time I was worried more about cramping.

Overall, I came in at 1:30.37 and had a great time. There was a lot of great competition there and I now have a better idea of what I have to shoot for to do better. The following are my lessons learned from the race:
1) The swim sucked. Need more time in the ocean. Pool workouts aren't the same.
2) More Interval Bike Workouts. Got to get faster.
3) Buy an Aerobottle. Everytime I went to take a drink, I'd slow down by 3-4 mph.
4) Set up extra towel and foot basin in transition area to clean off feet.
5) Use bodyglide on feet to help get wetsuit off faster. Must practice this more. Don't want to fall over again. Highly embarassing.

This morning I set off at 4:40 to head off to the AFC half marathon in downtown San Diego. If you're thinking about doing it next year, disregard the statement about the last bus leaving for the start at 6AM. That's not true. However, be aware that the traffic on the 163 is pretty bad. It took me 45 minutes to go a grand total of 2 miles to the parking area. The race itself was a lot of fun. There was approximately 6000 runners. Being a late arrival, I literally started at the very back. Unfortunately, I had to run through the entire field as I got started. But that was good in that it forced me to start off at a slower pace.

Initially I was worried that my legs were going to give out due to being tired from the triathlon the day before. So I started out at an 8:30 pace my first two miles. My initial plan was to eventually speed up to a 7:30 pace and hold it there. But I got caught up in the moment (it's so fun passing people!) and to my surprise, my legs kept feeling better and better as the race went on. So I just went with it and trusted that they wouldn't fail me. I averaged 7-7:30 for miles 4-7 and 6:30-7:00 the last 5 miles. The hardest part by far was the hill at mile 12. By the time I got to the top of it, I was genuinely gasping for air. It was very similar to how I felt after the swim yesterday. But luckily it was just a short coast into the park from that point. I ended up with a time of 1:37:15 which was good for 47th out of 406 in my age group. I feel pretty good about my performance in the race. I can't keep but wondering how I would have done if I wouldn't have run a triathlon the day before.
As for lessons learned from the half marathon, the big one is that I obviously didn't push it enough in the triathlon. If I would have truly been pushing my limits on the bike and in the run, I wouldn't have been able to run as fast in the half marathon. What I need to do in my next triathlon is to dig down, push through the pain, and go harder. Maybe my next brick workout goal should be to push myself until I find that limit where my body gives out.

Competition: Against the Clock or Your Competition?

This morning I saw a comment that did get me thinking some more about competition. Like I said before, I definitely am motivated by those I'm competing against. But I do also compete against certain benchmarks (the clock in the case of Saturday's time trial) to see if I'm doing well when compared with previous performances. In the case of Saturday, I did see a big improvement. In June we did a 20k time trial that I finished in ~40 minutes for an average speed of 18 mph. On Saturday, I completed 40k in just over 1 hour and 10 minutes for an average speed of 21 mph. So that was a big improvement. I should be happy. But psychologically, I saw my battle against the clock and my battle against the other riders as two seperate races. I could be glad that I had improved. But I wasn't going to be satisfied unless I at least caught up with the two riders in front of me (one being our 60 year old coach) going into our last lap.

Competition

I have to admit that I've really caught the triathlon bug and hope to continue with it next year following ski season. Earlier, I wrote about my addiction to endorphins. However the high from an endorphin rush is not the only reason I've been having such a good time with triathlon training. This other reason has been simmering in my brain the last few weeks. Quite simply, I love competing against other people.

In races, you are either the rabbit or you're chasing the rabbit. If you're the rabbit, you want to work as hard as you can to keep the others from passing you. I know this sounds incredibly unfriendly. But the best part of being the rabbit is when you break the people chasing you. At the moment, I look back and see the look in their eyes that they can't catch me, I feel an instantaneous sense of joy. Although we weren't racing, this is the same feeling I had when going on ski tours and pushing the pace to the point where others would never be able to catch me. (Yes, I realize that this isn't exactly safe in the backcountry and only did it during extremely conditions where everyone knew where they were going.)

While being the rabbit brings a moment of euphoria if you win, I feel that the greater pleasure (and pain) comes from chasing the rabbit. On our triathlon team, I've established a pretty competition with a girl named Cassie. On Saturday, we had a 40k time trial. Although I started out ahead, she passed me by the end of lap two and due to a series of mistakes I was still far behind going into the final lap. I don't know what came over me, but somewhere inside I found a ton of untapped energy, was able to increase my speed by a few mph, and passed her with 1/3 of a lap to go. Although she ended up beating me by 30 seconds in the actual time trial, it was an awesome feeling to have caught up to her, passed her, and opened up a comfortable lead. It's the pleasure of setting a goal, executing a plan, and seeing it succeed.

Even though I'm talking about competition, I'm not going to talk about losing because losing sucks. The only good thing about it is that it provides you with motivation either to stay ahead (if you're the rabbit) or to catch up (if you're chasing the rabbit).

Triathlon: The World According to Gurujan: What do When You Really Have to Go

Back when I was still on submarines, we used to say that one of the marks of a good officer was having a 6 hour bladder. That way you could make it through your watch without getting someone to relieve you for to go to the bathroom.

So as I was sitting on the ground at our triathlon team's running practice, I started laughing when one of the girls on the team asked our coach, Gurujan, what to do when you have to go to the bathroom on the course. Going with my old submarine instincts, I muttered to myself, "You hold it stupid." How wrong I was.

Like the answers to all difficult questions, Gurujan said it depends. First, if there's a port a potty or a gas station along the course, you could stop and use one of those. The positives are that you will have some privacy. The down side is that you lose time by stopping and leaving the course. Also, you need to make sure not to make any forward progress when you reenter the course as that would lead to potential disqualification. Secondly, you could go on the side of the course. Another girl on our team said this is what she did at the Lavaman triathlon. The positives are that you don't lose as much time looking for a real bathroom. The downside is that you can't be easily embarrassed. The girl who did it a Lavaman said that she had zero bushes/trees to hide behind and everyone passing by could see her. Another downside is that nudity is often against the rules at most triathlons. Gurujan told us that it would probably get us kicked out of the race at Pacific Grove as the 70 year old millionaires who live up there wouldn't feel good about seeing us piss in their roses. Finally, the best option according to Gurujan is just to wet yourself. He said that trying to hold it is a definite no-no and the aforementioned options all have too many downsides. Therefore, your best option is to just to go in your wetsuit (preferred as it also provides warmth) or in your shorts while on the bike or running. If you're embarrassed, he recommended camouflaging it by dousing yourself with gatorade. Apparently, wetting oneself is easier said than done. He was very proud of having completed the trifecta at the recent Wildflower Triathlon. I was half expecting that he was going to include this as one of our practical factors for one of our upcoming workouts. Luckily, he left that out.