It's been a very busy time since Leon's tri. Officially, my build for Kona started this weekend. I logged 108 miles of biking and 19 miles of running. All in the crazy heat. I finally gave in to Power outside and got a Power Meter this week. It was really cool to see how I really ride the roads in northern Illinois. I quickly found out that I smash the hills WAY TOO HARD. I found out in a hurry that being steady makes much more sense and the power meter will definately help. Looking forward to letting everyone know how this progress' throughout the year.
Besides the training, I competed in the Pleasant Prairie Triathlon last weekend. It was another Olympic distance event and I was psyched to redeem myself from a disappointing Leon's race.
It was a very fun morning. My mom and Ryan were racing. Ana was competing in the relay doing the swim portion. Everyone was ready for a great day. The heat wasn't too bad and I was looking forward to a FAST day.
I got out fast on the swim and quickly found myself in 2nd place in my wave. I could see the first place swimmer up ahead and worked hard on the back half of the swim to catch him. I made a strategic decision to draft him the last length of the swim instead of passing....I'm unsure if that was a good move or not. I think it cost me about 45s in the swim...but it did conserve a lot of energy. I got out of the water right behind him and felt like I didn't even swim. I beat him out of transition and I was first on the bike in my age group. It was a really cool feeling!
Out on the bike I was hammering it. I really felt like I was flying and no one in my age group passed me at all. I kept waiting for the uber biker to fly past...but it never happened. The bike was a little short (22mi)....but I managed to average a little over 24mph and make it off the bike in 1st. I was really putting together a great race.
Out on the run....I really didn't have the "pop" in my legs I was expecting. At mile 1, I was starting to struggle...but I wasn't going to give in or slow up like I did at Leon's. Right after mile 1, I got passed by a guy in my age group that was FLYING! He made me feel like I was walking. He ended up running a 32min 10K...I couldn't do that on my BEST day in an open 10K. He was unreal.
I held on to 2nd place until mile 3 or so and then got passed again. So that put me in 3rd...and there was no way I was going to give that up. At the last turnaround, with about 1.5mi to go, I noticed a guy in my age group that was gaining on me. He was about 15 seconds behind me and I made eye contact with him after the turn. I made the decision that there was no way he was going to beat me. I couldn't live with myself if I gave up the podium in the last 10 minutes of the race.
So I put my head down....and went for it. I started flying....or at least that is what it felt like :) The pain was so intense...I could barely see straight after a mile. It was about that point that I sort of blacked out. I don't remember much of the last half mile except for turning around at the 6mile marker to see if the dude in the yellow and black was close....I didn't see him. I crushed him! It was such a great feeling for about 3 seconds when I crossed the line.
In the end...I held on to 3rd place....and the dude I thought I dropped, not in my AG :) 4th place ended up being roughly 5 minutes behind me. Haha!
It was a wonderful day out there....my run wasn't as speedy as I hoped, but I PUKED. So no regrets!
So what are the 3 P's? PR, Podium, and PUKE! A true trifecta last weekend :)
Oh yeah...my mom rode 106 miles yesterday on her bike. She is 60 years old. What did you do yesterday? :)
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