This weekend, I competed in my first professional triathlon
of the year. Spoiler alert: I encountered some obstacles but had a good overall
early season race and walked away with improved confidence and my first real
pro triathlete prize money.
Travel.
My husband was stuck studying all weekend, so I
made the trip down to Knoxville, TN alone. I was fortunate to have family
friends who offered me a home-cooked meal and comfortable bed on Friday night
to break up my drive to Knoxville, and I arrived in Knoxville on Saturday
without any issues.
Pre-race.
Walking into transition to take cover from the steady rain
that continued all morning, my brake pads started rubbing on my back wheels
such that my bike was making a loud, shrieking like sound. I had to spend a
good portion of my warm-up time attempting (and failing) to adjust my brake
pads. I finally ended up in the bike mechanic’s tent. He appeared to fix the
issue. Unfortunately, I was left with
essentially no warm-up time. I squeezed in 10 minutes of running before
transition closed, grabbed my wetsuit, and hoped that I got all the snafus of
the day behind me.
Swim.
The water temperature was 59 degrees (as of the prerace
swim). The last time that I raced in sub 60-degree water, I experienced
profound vertigo, even with earplugs and double caps. Fortunately, the cold did
not affect me the same way this time around, and I never felt cold on the swim.
Unfortunately, I still haven’t been able to pinpoint my inability to translate
gains in the pool to the open water. My swim was embarrassing, and I should
have been minutes faster. Last year, this discouraged me, but I’m coming off of
a solid winter of swimming, so I feel confident that I’ll see big improvements
once I start focusing on open water.
Bike.
My bike time was approximately two minutes faster than it
was on the same course a year ago. I am somewhat satisfied with this result,
especially given the following two scenarios:
1) Mechanical difficulties. Shortly after flying
over some rough railroad tracks at a pretty fast pace, my brake pads started to
rub again. I got off my bike and attempted to fix them. They started audibly
rubbing again a few minutes later, so I had to get off my bike a second time.
After my second mechanical stop, I managed to at least prevent the brake pads
from audibly rubbing. They were slightly rubbing on one end, but there really
wasn’t anything else I could do at that point.
2) Weather conditions. If you don’t remember my
race at Rev3 HalfFull last fall, I’ll give you the one sentence summary: I
couldn’t handle the conditions (50 degrees and raining). Enter the Knoxville
weather forecast: 52 degrees and raining. This time around, I swam with arm
warmers on underneath my wetsuit, and they kept my arms insulated on the bike.
I just never felt as cold as I did at Columbia, and the only time I even
considered the conditions was when I was conservatively approaching major
downhill because I was afraid of crashing on a wet descent.
My power was not what I’m capable of hitting, but it was
still a respectable start to the season, and I managed to pass several women on
the bike course. Still, I expect higher numbers as the season progresses.
Run.
After struggling immensely to get my frozen feet into my
shoes in T2, I entered the run course. I had the third fastest run split of the
day, about 75 seconds faster than last year, which is notable because the top
of my right foot was experiencing severe,
shooting pain. This pain took me by
surprise because I had no advance warning that anything was wrong with my foot.
I performed a quick risk-benefit assessment in my head, realized that I had the
opportunity to make enough money to fund my travel to my other races this
season, and continued onward. Today, I cannot walk on my painful and discolored
foot, but with ice and NSAIDs, I hope it will soon assume its normal
look/function. After all, I have five toenails on my right foot and only three on my
left foot, so I really need that right foot to be looking top notch.
Overall.
As a whole, I’m encouraged by this race. A lot of things
went wrong and almost nothing went right, but I held it together and finished
in fifth place. I went into the race
with fears and came out with improved confidence, a respectable finish, and
prize money that will make sure that I have the funds to travel to the rest of
my races this year. My fitness in each of the disciplines is there. I need some
tune-ups to my open water technique, some extra confidence on the bike, and a
healthy foot, and I know that things will start to come together on race day.
Nice job, Julie!!! I hope your foot is okay.
ReplyDeletePS.
Put the movie back in!!! I loved the comparison!