The SWIM:
Lake Monona on the morning of my swim. |
When the siren started there was a ton of contact and I was pressed for space. I got whacked a bunch of times by arms and legs and I'm sure I whacked a bunch of people as well. I did not get hit in the head, so that was good. If I learned nothing from this swim, I definitely reaffirmed the importance of putting my goggles on underneath the swim cap. I can very easily see them getting knocked off in all the excitement of a mass swim start. The contact and "action" finally subsided somewhere close to the first turn buoy (maybe 700 yards or so). After that point, it was easy to get in a rythmn and swim smoothly. My goal was to swim a comfortable pace and try to find a speed that left me with plenty of energy for the rest of the day.
I ended up finishing in 1 hour and 22 minutes (Finisher results found HERE). Most importantly I got out of the water feeling pretty good and not very fatigued. After a 2.4 mile swim, that is a good sign. I will certainly position myself differently for Ironman because I am not going to get in the way of the faster swimmers just for my selfishness. In addition, I also found that I used up more energy than is needed in those first 700 yards when the contact and stress is greatest. In the context of Ironman, I am looking to minimize expending energy and hope to position myself where I am amongst similar speed swimmers to keep the contact and fighting to a minimum. We'll see how that works out for me.
Brad finished the swim very shortly after me and had a good solid effort as well. Unfortunately he wasn't as lucky as me and took a fist or elbow to the forehead and had a pretty nice golf ball sized bump growing on his head. In the scope of things, that was the only carnage amongst the two of us, so we survived pretty well & were ready for our bike rides.
The BIKE:
We decided to drive our cars out to Verona and do two loops of the course (appx 84 miles) and then Brad was calling it a day. I would have loved to also call it a day at 84 miles, but of course my plan had me doing a 6 hour and 30 minute ride so I knew I had to ride longer and further than the 84 miles. I ended up riding 98.5 miles and averaged something in the 16 mph range which would be a good target goal come race day. The hills of this course really beat you up and after 100 miles one cannot help but be at least somewhat fatigued. I can't stress enough the difficulty level of this course and there is a reason it is consistently considered the hardest in Ironman. I did finished the bike tired, but not completely spent because I knew I had about an hour run to complete.
The RUN:
At this point we are somewhere around 6pm and dinner is starting to look really appealing. This training day was quite physical, but it was also tough mentally because I really wanted to call it quits at this point. I knew I could run, but I didn't really want to run. So I am glad I had the toughness to suck it up and run close to an hour even though I really wanted a shower and some dinner. I ended up running a nice little out and back which put me at 50 minutes. I experimented a bit with my pace to see how things felt, but overall I kept it quite slow just to make sure I didn't stop or be forced to quit. I averaged something in the 10 minute per mile pace and when all is said and done, I was happy with that. I felt like I could have run faster, but I would be VERY content with anything in that 10 minute per mile pace range come race day.
Post Workout:
Finished somewhere around 7pm. I was definitely tired, but still not completely spent or exhausted. This was a good sign for me. I actually had enough energy to clean myself up by jumping in the lake in the park where I had started my run. This was my shower. After my shower, I changed into clean clothes while hiding behind a bush next to the lake. I don't think anyone saw me, but at that point, I didn't really care. I made my way back to the car and headed out of Verona looking for a place to grab a bite to eat when I saw a Taco Bell sign that got me really excited. I made my way to the Bell and had perhaps the greatest steak Grilled Stuffed Burrito I have ever had in my life. I am pretty sure people in the restaurant thought I was a bit odd as I sat in the corner moaning and groaning in excitement as I consumed my burrito in a very neanderthal kind of way. But once again, I did not care.
And after the hour and a half drive home (and nearly falling asleep a few times), the day concluded at 10pm. It was a long, tough, physically and mentally draining day. However, I must keep it all in perspective that Ironman-day will be even harder.
And that closes the books on the hardest training week of the plan. I consider it a success!
BOOM....Week 17 complete! |
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