Last minute adjustments
No heroics today – at gun time instead of rushing out with the pack, I slowly walked in up to my waist then started to swim. By then, the pack was out in front and I didn’t need to deal with all the coyotes and wolverines trying to shred my wetsuit and drown me! That left me free to settle in and swim clean. No panic breathing, just smooth easy swimming – very nice! By the middle of the first lap the woman’s’ best were flying past but I was also getting by a few of my age groupers that were running out of gas. Big cheers erupted from the crowd as I lapped around the beach. Second lap was fairly quiet; all the real swimmers were long gone.
T1 – 4:56
The hill is a killer and I chose to walk the steepest part again. Despite the dip-pool I still had grass on my feet and it was a pain getting it off before fighting with the socks. Next race I will bring my own dip tank and crate to sit on too.
Bike – 3:01:43
The first 5 minutes I got caught up in the chase and my HR spiked before regaining control. Downshift – spin up the cadence – relax into the aero bars and focus. The day was cool and overcast so I was glad I decided to wear a short-sleeve bike jersey over my tri-bibs. I put it on under the wetsuit so it was damp to start. The extra layer that covered the shoulders kept me from getting chilled. Before I new it my first Gu break was here so I tried a Roctane – nasty. Started burping as the incline grew as if to say “Hello, I’m that pasty shit you ate. How do you like me now?” Exactly why I only put 2 on the top-tube – that wont happen again. By the long rolling flats from 14 to 18 I found my groove. Keeping aero, drinking every 15 minutes from my Speedfill, cadence stable at 85 to 90. The relatively big climb at 20 was not as steep as I first though and didn’t drain my energy much. Just kept the cadence up and let the speed take care of itself. I knew I would get a 2 mile screaming downhill to make up ground. At times I was clocking 36mph!
Suddenly it seemed, I was on the second lap. But now my issue was I had to pee. I had to pee really, really bad. I thought about going on the bike – nah, maybe I should stop – nah, can’t do that either. Look around, no other bikers, no houses, good place to go…. I try but it just doesn’t work on a bike seat. Stand up and coast… still cant go….I try harder…Hah! Got a little… but it stopped. Try again…. nothing. Damn! OK, hold it till T2, it’s only another hour – this is gonna be tough! By mile 45 where the course heads back, my bladder was so full that on every peddle stroke, each leg pressed against my bladder reminding me how bad I had to pee. That was the hardest part of the bike!