The cannon went off promptly at 7am. I swam 2.4 miles in 59 degree water in 1 hour, 6 minutes, and 2 seconds. I was about 1 minute slower than my projected time, but the times overall seemed a bit slow. I was 7^th out of the water in my age group (151 women ages 35-39) and 218^th overall (out of 1942 athletes). I was super happy about that. I biked 112 miles in 6 hours, 50 minutes, and 2 seconds. My projected time was 7 hours. I went out too fast on the first lap, completing it in 3 hours 10 minutes. Then I sort of died off and took 3 hours and 40 minutes for the second lap. Finally, I ran the 26.2 mile marathon. It took me a long, long time – 5 hours, 29 minutes and 31 seconds. I was projected to take between 5 and 6 hours. It was a tough run, particularly miles 12-17 when I couldn’t keep any food down. (More grotesque details on that in the write up below. J ) The weather was perfect. The fans were amazing. The course was beautiful. And I was surrounded by family and friends for plenty of support and encouragement. It was a perfect day.

Now, for the details…..

PRE-RACE

Dave, Kevin and I arrived in Coeur d’Alene on Thursday afternoon. I checked into the race and picked up my bike. We spent Thursday night in Spokane and made our way to Lake Coeur d’Alene early on Friday morning for a practice swim. The water felt *extremely* cold that morning. When I first got in, I couldn’t breathe and I was convinced I wouldn’t even be able to swim! I swam one lap (1.2 miles) and by the end, felt much better. Still cold, but not frigid. I did a short bike ride that afternoon to make sure all was in working order. I did another practice swim on Saturday morning and figured out where I would start the race and where my sight lines would be. My brother, Dave, and I drove the bike course on Saturday. That was eye opening – the hills were much steeper than I had expected, albeit short. We spent the rest of Saturday preparing our bikes with race numbers, organizing food/drink, sorting gear into various bags, etc. We had to check in our bikes, transition bags, and special needs bags on Saturday. We watched the Hawaii Ironman from 2006 to end the night and get pumped for the next day.

I didn’t actually sleep more than an hour or so on Saturday night. My alarm was set for 4:40am. I choked down a big bowl of steel cut oatmeal, a bagel, a banana, and a yogurt. Dave recommended a big breakfast to ensure our glycogen stores were topped off and we had enough calories to make it through several hours.

Dave dropped my brother and I off at the race start around 5:30. We got our tires pumped up, transition bags ready, and then headed to the swim start. The water temperature was the talk of the town for weeks prior to the race. It was only 49 degrees in late May. But the warm weather in Coeur d’Alene did its duty and made the lake temps reasonable. I still wore a hood and booties, but the cold didn’t bother me.

The anticipation 15 minutes prior the race start nearly killed me. Standing around, looking at all your competitors, watching the helicopter fly overhead, listening to loud pump-you-up rock music…..it was almost too much. Keish shared his “secret” starting location with my brother and I – waaaay off to the right hand side, out of the fray. So, there we stood, waiting for the start. The cannon went off without warning (if there was a warning, we didn’t hear it) and we all charged down the beach and into the water.

THE SWIM

Starting way off to one side was key for me. I never touched another body, and thus got into a swimming rhythm (i.e., never panicked) right away. Sighting was a cinch – there was a perfect bell curve hill in front of the final buoy before the turn and I just swam straight for that. I swam extra wide around the buoy – those corners can be brutal because everyone slows down and gets crowded; that’s when you get kicked in the ribs or the face. I always figure swimming a little extra helps me – keeps me calm and I stay in my rhythm. A short stretch straight into the sun, then we turned another right angle and headed back toward the beach. We had to swim to the shore, get out, run over timing mats and back into the water for a second loop. I have no idea how fast my first lap was – there was no clock!! My first (of many) low point of the day was starting a second loop. Another 1.2 miles, I thought to myself. Yeeesh, it felt like a long way the first time. My second loop was slower – I lost focus many times, lost rhythm, didn’t swim very straight, and my arms were getting heavy. I was happy to be done. My best event over, now the hard stuff started.

Here’s a short video clip of the swim start. If you only watch one of the video clips in this story, watch this one. The swim start is quite a spectacle.

T1

After you get out of the water, volunteer strippers help you strip off your wetsuit and booties. You lie on the ground, stick your feet in the air, and they pull your suit off with one big tug. Very helpful!

I headed for the women’s changing tent for Transition #1. I bypassed two brand new Sundance hot tubs they had available to warm up. I sat down in a chair and a kind old woman volunteer helped me get ready for the bike. She put my wetsuit, booties, hood, cap, and goggles in a bag. She helped me get my arm warmers, helmet, glasses, shoes, socks, and watch on. I opened a Clif bar and took two huge bites and started chewing (I think I was still chewing miles later). I headed out for my bike. The whole transition seemed very quick, but it took me 7 minutes and 6 seconds.

THE BIKE

The weather was still chilly at only 8am. I was very glad I decided to wear arm warmers. Within the first mile, I saw my family and friends on the sideline. That’s me waving in this video clip.

We headed out first to a short (~14 miles) out and back along Lake Coeur d’Alene. It was relatively flat and I was pretty excited – my adrenaline was flying and I was moving! I saw my family when I returned about 45 minutes later and then headed out for the long loop (~40 miles). We had driven the course the day before, so I knew what to expect: lots of fast flat stuff at the beginning and then many short steep hills. My goal was to keep my heartrate average at 145 and I was averaging 160 for the first hour. Not good! I kept trying to slow down, and successfully did for a few minutes. But then I’d creep back up – adrenaline, excitement, all the people – I don’t know why. I finally managed to slow down and averaged a heartrate of 152 on the bike – still too high and that may have hurt me for the run.

The bike course was beautiful. Plenty of rain and snow melt offered up very green hills and numerous types of trees. Aid stations were placed approximately every 10 miles and the nutrition offered was exactly the same at every station in exactly the same order. By the end of the day, I realized how important that predictability was. Gatorade, water, Power Gels, Bananas, Oranges, Gatorade, water.

I had planned out my nutrition very carefully for the bike. I drank Hammer Nutrition Sustained Energy – 360 calories per bike bottle. In my aerobar drink bottle, I had regular concentrate Sustained Energy that lasted for the first hour. Mounted on my down tube, I had super concentrated Sustained Energy – enough for two more aerobar drink bottles, to last for the next two hours. After three hours, I planned to switch to water and Gus (which were in my “Bento box” mounted on my top tube). Everything worked out well until I got to the GUs during the third hour. I used a new GU flask (never use something new on race day!) and it took too much energy to suck the GU out! That was frustrating. I hit the “special needs” stop on the bike at mile 62. There, I had a plastic bag with another GU flask, a previously-frozen-now-cold bottle of regular concentrate Sustained Energy and a cold bottle of super concentrate Sustained Energy. By this point, I was having my second low point of the day. My legs were getting tired, I had pushed too hard earlier, and my stomach was feeling unsettled. When I saw my family at mile ~70, I actually pulled over and stopped. I had Dave turn my bike upside down to empty my aerobar bottle (it was full of unwanted water) and gave him my GU flask. I learned that Kevin was at our hostess’ house, taking a nap with Grandpa. J

I was off again, headed out for the 40 mile loop for the second time. The hills seemed steeper and longer the second time around. And we had a good headwind on the flat, fast section toward the end, which caused my 3^rd low point for the day. Dave always said that the race starts at mile 90 of the bike. Then the race becomes a test of who slows down the least. Ugh.

I averaged 16.4 mph for 112 – slightly better than I had expected. The average for all competitors was 16.2mph. I was hoping to finish the bike in 7 hours, so I was 10 minutes faster than projected. I didn’t eat any solid food for 7 hours – just liquid calories. I think that may have caused some stomach issues I had later on in the run.

Arriving in transition after 112 miles…..I had never been so excited to run!

Here is a graph showing the elevation on the two loops of the bike.  Total climbing was about 5600 feet.

T2

I took my time in Transition #2. My legs were feeling like jello, I was hot, and I was covered in salt from all the sweat. I changed out of my one-piece and into my favorite pair of Brooks running shorts and a t-shirt. [Dave and I had funny t-shirts made for our family and friends, so I wore that.] The transition lady got me a wet cold cloth so I could wash my face, arms, and legs – that felt good! That was followed up by some other lady dousing my face and arms in sunblock. So much for being clean!

THE RUN

Leaving transition on the run was a blast. The crowds were 3 or 4 people deep along the running path. My bib number had “Heather” printed on it, so people were screaming my name. It was all very exciting – I felt good, I was running 10 minute miles, and I was happy. This video clip shows my happiest point during the run. The rest of the day got tough and ugly.

I kept up a pretty good 10-11 minute/mile pace for the first 12 miles. The crowds helped push me along for quite a while. And I enjoyed cheering on my brother and friends that were also competing in the race. Similar to the bike aid stations, the run aid stations were very predictable: Gatorade, water, Power Gels, food (bananas, oranges, Clif bars, pretzels), chicken broth, Power Gels, Gatorade, water. Since I had lost plenty of salt, I opted for water, chicken broth, and bananas at every aid station.

Low point #4 and very low point #5. [If you don’t like to hear about vomit, don’t read this paragraph.] After mile 12, I was unable to keep any food down. Thankfully, there were plenty of porta-potties along the way, so no one had to witness my nausea. I was miserable. My ribs and stomach ached from throwing up and I was starting to get worried about how the rest of the day would pan out. I had no intention of quitting – I was way ahead of the time cut off, so I knew I could slowly walk the final half of the marathon and still finish. But yuck. Very low point #5 was at mile ~13. I stopped to throw up in a porta potty. I had my sunglasses perched on top of my running hat. And next thing I know, the sunglasses are IN the porta potty! Lucky for me, this particular potty was full to the brim, so I didn’t have to go in too far to get them! J I washed them off at the aid station and perched them back on top of my hat. It sounds really disgusting, but at the time, I didn’t really care. Guess that tells you what kind of mental state I was in.

I ran by my parents at mile 14 and stopped to chat (I was walking at this point). My Mom convinced me to get rid of my hat and let my head breathe (that felt great), so she took my hat and potty glasses. I did warn her where they had been!

I was very low on energy from miles 12-17. I walked nearly all of it, continuing to try bananas and chicken broth at the aid stations. I saw David and Troy at mile ~16. Troy encouraged me to keep eating and he said, “Just know, it CAN get better.” I stopped throwing up after mile 17 and started to regain some energy just in time to walk up a big hill at the final run turnaround near mile 20. I began running (slowly) at mile 20, vowing to run between each aid station until the finish line. That seemed to work – I ate a chunk of banana each mile and half a cup of chicken broth. Our friends Sid and Brian were biking alongside the course and checked in on me every so often. They were lifesavers! They also called Dave to keep him apprised of my progress.

The final few miles of the run were brutal – I was excited to finish but my legs were throbbing and tired and I just couldn’t turn them over any faster. I started running the numbers in my head about what a potential finishing time would be. I could break 14 hours! I was delighted by the prospect of that, considering how lousy I had felt earlier in the run. The last couple miles went quick, with massive crowds lining the streets. I saw Kevin and Dave just a couple blocks before the finish line. I managed to muster a big smile, but I was hurting.

Here is a graph showing my heartrate on the run.  You can see the “low points” – my heartrate was much lower than it should have been because I was walking.  Then, I picked it up again for the final 6 miles.

As I went through the finish line, the volunteers held up the finishing tape and the announcer boomed, “Heather, YOU are an Ironman!” Yay! I was done! 13 hours, 38 minutes and 51 seconds. I was hoping for something between 13 and 15 hours. My family and friends were all there at the finish. It was a long day for them too, so I was happy they stuck it out till the bitter end.

I spent some time in the recovery tent, getting warm and drinking some soda. I felt pretty grimy – covered in chicken broth and banana mush. My stomach wasn’t interested in food until the following morning. But for the following three days, I ate non-stop like a crazy woman.

IN HINDSIGHT…

I have a short list of “lessons learned.”

1) I probably didn’t appreciate the training required for this length of a race, given that I had a baby in August 07. Losing a bunch of extra baby weight and restoring my stomach muscles after a C-section gave me extra challenges to be ready in time. But the timing was good – training gave me something other than baby, baby, baby to think about. It was a good, big, lofty goal to focus on.

2) Never try anything new on race day (even just a GU flask).

3) It is a long day. Unless you are trying to win or qualify for Hawaii, you’ll waste more energy trying to hurry up.

4) I wish I had done more long brick workouts. I only did a few of them, and my longest runs were just 6 miles. Doing a couple long bike workouts, followed by 10+ miles would have been helpful. I think Ironman boils down to just that – getting through the bike feeling good and then being able to run strong for many hours.

5) Coeur d’Alene is an excellently run race – very organized, very smooth running. The course is perfect and the volunteers are hard to beat. I would recommend it for anyone, particularly a first-timer Ironman.

6) Support from family and friends is crucial.  Training for an Ironman is a big commitment and you sacrifice a lot in many areas of your life.  Other people pick up the slack because you are just too tired.  I’m thankful for Dave, my husband and coach, who helped prepare me in a methodical, reasonable, and loving way.  I’m thankful for Kim, my brother, who never wavered in his training and his upbeat-ness was a big motivation.  And I’m thankful for all my other family members and friends who supported this wild idea and helped me get to the finish line.

The swim was fantastic.  I warmed up enough that I didn’t experience the usual ‘I-want-to-quit-this-thing’ panic in the first 10 minutes.  I started out in front and stayed there.  A 19:15 swim won for my age group and was the 20th fastest swim time (out of 742).  For the first time in many years, I felt that old twinge of competitive spirit inside of me.  Funny feeling. However, while I was casually drying off my feet to put on socks in transition, a woman in my age group passed me.  So, I was already in 2nd before I got on the bike. The bike was also fantastic.  Of the three disciplines, I’ve concentrated the most hours on the bike – three times a week since January 1.  But, most of my training has been long, slow miles, so I wasn’t sure how a flat, fast, short course would feel.  I held 21.2 mph for a 1:10:16 bike.  That’s definitely my best bike I’ve ever had.  I was working hard, for sure, but 40k is SO short, it was over before I knew it.  Another woman in my age group passed me on the bike, so I was 3rd.  But I guess my next transition was fast enough to put myself back in 2nd for the start of the run. The run was not so fantastic.  It wasn’t terrible, but I’m just not a great runner.  I’ve been pretty conservative in my run training this season for fear of my knee falling apart.  I’ve done plenty of training at a slow pace (9:30 min/mile), lots of long miles, but very little speed work.  I started out relatively quick (for me) – 8 min pace.  At about mile 3, I decided I didn’t like that pace anymore and dropped down to about 9 min pace.  I averaged ~8:30s, which was fine with me.  Three more women in my age group passed me during the run, which pushed me back to 5th for women 35-39. J&A always puts on a good party after the race – plenty of food, beer, awards, etc.  I got a chance to catch up with former co-workers and my favorite former manager from HP.  This was his first Olympic Triathlon and he was delighted to meet his goal time to break 3 hours.  The usual fast boys from TRIbe showed up in droves and took a number of podium spots.  I think Dave was fiddling anxiously on the sidelines, wishing he could be out there smacking ‘em down. My parents, our friend Gary, and our son Kevin were all cheering me on.  Kevin made plenty of friends during the race.  He was quite intrigued with race director Andy Robles’ walkie-talkie.

Overall, I was very pleased.  My swim and bike were solid and my run..well, it is what it is.  My transitions were slow, but still better than average.  I worked out all the kinks in getting my wetsuit off, making sure my bike and race wheels are functioning perfectly, and was reminded about applying plenty of sunscreen. This race distance was only 1/4 of what I’m going to do at Coeur d’Alene in less than two weeks, but it was still a confidence boost.

This weekend was a big EEW! Epic Exercise Weekend. This was my second weekend of epic exercise. I was too tired to blog about the first one, so I’ve included a summary of both weekends here.

Ironman Coeur d’Alene is 64 days away. My training has been going quite well. Other than some creaky knees now and again, I’ve managed to stay injury free (for which I was rather pessimistic). I’ll just give you some highlights from my first EEW and then tell you about this weekend.

My first EEW was March 21 – 23^rd. On Friday, my parents and brother and his family went to Natural Bridges Beach. They took Kevin with them and I rode my bike, the long way, to meet them that afternoon. I headed north to Portola Valley and went up and over Old La Honda. Then I rode out toward the coast on highway 84 to San Gregorio. That is one of the most beautiful stretches of road. I turned left on highway 1 and rode down the coast. I hit Davenport at mile 70 and was at a real low point. I called Dave to whine a little. But I had perfect weather, a view of the ocean, and was out riding my bike on a Friday. Dave was in his cubicle, staring at his computer. He wasn’t terribly sympathetic. J I turned left on Bonny Doon Rd and rode some steep sections on Smith and Empire Grades. I saw a few signs like this one:

Finally, I got to go downhill and meet my family at the beach. It was a total of 85 miles with over 6000 feet of climbing. I was pleased with how good I felt at the end.

The next day, Saturday, Laura and my brother and I went for a 65 mile ride in the east bay. We did a bit of climbing and rode by Calaveras Reservoir – another very beautiful stretch of California road. We got lost for a while in Milpitas and added an unnecessary 6 miles onto our route, including a lot of crappy roads and city traffic.

Finally, I ended my epic weekend on Easter Sunday with a 10 mile run. The tiredness really set in about halfway through and it was everything I could do to keep from walking. I averaged a 9:00/mile pace, but was going pretty slow by the end.

A nice easy swim on Monday was about all I could muster.

My second EEW was this weekend. My brother and I did the Tierra Bella Century ride, starting at Gavilan College in Gilroy. It was unbelievably cold at the start, with pretty brisk winds. It was hard to get motivated, since riding the bike only causes more cold winds in your face!

We rode north past the Uvas and Calero Reservoirs. Then we headed east. Around mile 40, we started up a 10 mile climb to Henry Coe State Park. There were some tough, steep sections and the climb seemed to last forever. But for the first time on the ride, I was finally warm enough to take off my jacket! We turned around at the top and came back down and headed south, then east again to the Gilroy Hot Springs. I started whining at mile 70, but then got a second wind 10 miles later. My brother was waning around mile 76. But we saw lots of different people all day, and it was fun to ride alongside for a bit to catch up, hear stories, and get motivated again. The bike lanes were lacking for most of the ride, so we rode single file almost 100% of the time. There were even police cars requesting that riders go single file – the safest option anyway. Other than the 10 mile climb, the ride was pretty flat. Florida flat. Long, straight stretches where you could hunker down in the aerobars and just go like a hamster.

After the ride was over, we switched to our running shoes and caps and went for a 15 minute jog/run. The first 5 minutes felt awful, but after that, our legs forgot that we had been biking for the last 6.5 hours and it felt easier.

The support for this ride was fantastic. They had over 200 volunteers directing traffic, parking, and helping out at aid stations. The aid stations had plenty of food, with quite a variety – hot soup, salted red potatoes, pretzels, fruit, and all the common sugary stuff like cookies, brownies, etc. At the finish line, several Mexican food buffets served enchiladas, rice, beans, and salad. I was “practicing” my Ironman nutrition – seeing if I could drink 350 calories per hour, so I skipped most of the rest stop food. My brother said his PB&J sandwich tasted really good!

After a very, very long day, I got home and made two egg casseroles in preparation for our second annual Great Race brunch. The final stage of my 2^nd EEW was a 12 mile run (on Sunday). Seven of us met at our house at 8am and ran to downtown Saratoga for the start of the Great Race run. The race was 4 miles one direction to downtown Los Gatos. At the finish line, I turned around and ran 6 miles home. Stephanie joined me and we gossiped all the way home – which turned out to be mostly uphill!

John was the top finisher of our group with 9^th place overall (out of 1454). Fred got 10^th. Eduard was the first finisher of our “Dads on Parade” (the fathers running with baby joggers) with a 5:55/mile (!!) and ended 26^th overall. Derek, another baby jogger pusher, is “featured” in the Los Gatos online paper for his 45^th place finish. Dave finished 56th, giving Kevin his first blue finisher’s ribbon. Stephanie ran sub-8 minute miles, and I was happy with my sub-9:00/mile pace (which I held for all 12 miles).

We had 20+ people for brunch after. Our newly landscaped backyard was perfect for the party – lots of patio space, BBQ counter space, and hot tub space! Everyone rehashed the day, ate lots of food, and was entertained by all the kids. We are lucky to have such great friends with which to spend time!

If you are unfamiliar….an Ironman consists of: 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, 26.2 mile run. In that order. And yes, all in one day. Someone asked me once if you could eat and sleep between events. It made me laugh, but it isn’t a bad idea. The fastest pros in the world can do an Ironman in 8 to 9 hours. Some of Dave’s friends can do an Ironman in under 10 hours. Dave’s fastest Ironman (and first of 5) was in Lake Placid in 2001 in 10 hours, 26 minutes, 48 seconds. (He’s pretty proud of that.) An athlete is allowed to be on the course for 17 hours. If you take longer than 2.5 hours to swim, they stick you in a boat and bring you back to the start. If you take longer than 10.5 hours to swim and bike or if you don’t make it to the finish line by midnight, you earn a DNF (did not finish). My primary goal is to cross the finish line without needing medical attention. My secondary goal is to finish in less than 14 hours.

The North America Ironman races have become very popular. In general, you have to sign up 365 days before the race (which is completely absurd, really – what will you be doing 365 from now??). They give no refunds if you decide to back out because, say, you get pregnant, break a leg, or change your mind. There are typically three ways to sign up: 1) you have to be physically present the day of the race to sign up for next year’s race, 2) you can qualify for the race by finishing in the top few places of your age group in designated races, or 3) you buy your way in. If you donate a bunch of money to the Adirondack Community Fund, they let you in the race. So, that’s what I did. I got a guaranteed spot and a tax deduction. The funds go to local charities targeting youth and sports in cities where these Ironman events are held.

Coaching is big business these days. You can spend upwards of $300/month to get personal coaching advice and plans. Multiply that by 6-10 months of training time, and it is a big investment. I’ve “hired’ my husband as my personal coach. He knows me better than anyone – knows my weaknesses, my strengths, and how much time I have to train. He can decipher my grumpiness and scale back the training volume appropriately. We developed an excel spreadsheet with my training plans through race-day in June. I also got a nifty Garmin GPS watch for Christmas that tells me everything – how fast I run/ride, my heartrate, elevation changes, cadence on the bike, calories burned, etc. It makes pretty graphs on my computer for me to sit and analyze, noting progress in areas and weaknesses in others.

A typical training week consists of 2 or 3 times in the pool, 2 times on the “Computrainer” bike in our basement , 1 long road ride outside, and 3 times running outside or on the treadmill. Thankfully, Kevin is an outstanding napper in the morning, so I can get my Computrainer sessions done in the morning weekdays. (As an aside, I catch up on all the great movies while riding on the Computrainer. I Tivo anything and everything – it makes the workouts go by faster.) We bought a super hip, sleek Ironman BOB (Baby on Board) jogging stroller and Kevin seems to enjoy that. I joined a gym with day care so I can run on the treadmill there, go to Pilates classes, and swim. Laura is my riding training partner – she is a strong rider, very consistent, and super smart on the road. She also doesn’t like to stop and socialize during training rides, which is what I need. We’ll be spending plenty of Saturdays together!

I’ll update this blog with occasional stories on my training progress, races, and epic workouts. With all the rain, this weekend consisted of a lot of indoor stuff. Yesterday, I rode 56 miles on the Computrainer in the basement (took 3 ½ hours – ugh!), followed by a rainy, chilly 15 minute run. Today I ran 7 miles on the treadmill at the gym. I’m praying for sunnier weather soon…..

Happy Training! Here’s my race plan for the season:

Wildflower Training weekend – Mar 15
Tierra Bella Century – Apr 19
The Great Race – Apr 20
Wildflower Long Course Triathlon – May 3
Memorial Day Ride from San Jose to Santa Barbara – May 22-25
Sequoia Century – Jun 1
San Jose International Triathlon – Jun 8
Ironman Coeur d’Alene – Jun 22

A few of us from Silicon Valley came to Kona for a Half Ironman Triathlon. The race was Saturday, June 3rd starting at 7am. A half ironman consists of a 1.2 mile swim, a 56 mile bike, and a 13.1 mile run.

To be honest, I wasn’t really prepared for this race like I should have been. I’ve spent too much time working and not enough time working out. My longest ride for the year was a 2 hour compu-trainer ride indoors and my longest run was about 7 miles. In fact, I haven’t ridden 56 miles or run 13 miles since I completed the Florida Half Ironman a year ago! Anyway, I didn’t have high expectations, other than just hoping that I could finish. But I didn’t.

The weather was somewhat cool that morning, with a heavy wind. Dave wasn’t competing in the race, due to back issues, but he decided to do the swim. We all started at 7am at the sounds of the cannon. I had horrible sight lines – I was all over the place! I swam at least an extra 3 minutes because I did a poor job of sighting. 800 people started in one mass wave, so there was a lot of churn, kicking, bodily contact, etc – not something I enjoyed. So, I kept swimming out to the edges to avoid the crowds, which probably helped me swim so much extra. I finished the swim in just over 33 minutes (about 3 minutes slower than what I expected) but I wasn’t tired at all, so that was good for the bike.

I was nervous about the bike. Because I hadn’t been biking, I really didn’t know how I was going to feel. The wind was another factor. Wind gusts are known to get ugly on the “Queen-K” highway. There was a pretty significant headwind for the first half, which made the second half more fun! And there were some rain showers at ~mile 28 which cooled things off. All in all, I never felt a lot of discomfort due to heat. About 2 hours into the bike, the outside edge of my right foot really started to hurt. It got worse through the rest of the bike, to point where I was trying to pedal with just my left leg. I finished the bike in 3 hours and 16 minutes, better than I had expected. I didn’t feel exhausted either, which was nice.

In the transition, I put on my running shoes and tried to start running, but there was no way. The outside of my foot was just too painful. I actually couldn’t even walk! So, I hobbled around, and watched the race finish. I was disappointed I didn’t finish, especially because I didn’t expect to have foot problems like this. Two days later, I’m still icing my foot and limping around. I need to look into new shoes or something!

Kyle Welch, a friend of ours in Sunnyvale, finished first of our group. He qualified for the Hawaii Ironman and finished 16th overall. Keish, Fred, and Conrad came in and all had great races. Fred had the 7th fastest run time of the day.

Now we’re relaxing in a condo with Kyle, Conrad, and Fred right on the beach. The vacation has really started now!

Here is a link to all the Honu race results