Bridgeland Sprint Race report
So I finally raced this season and even though it was a sprint,
I still find myself having a lot of thoughts about how the day went and how it
could have gone better. To start off this post you need to know 2 things: 1) I
haven’t done a sprint tri since like 2008 and 2) I’m really not good at going
fast. * I only have two speeds. Half Ironman and Ironman. Shorter races
do not, in general, translate into much faster pacing. NOTE: I KNOW this
is a relative term. But let’s put it this way. I would rather do a half
marathon than a 5K ANY DAY OF THE WEEK. 5Ks hurt. A lot. I would rather
take a mile or two to warm up, ease into a tough but sustainable pace and stay
there than redline to the point of vomiting.
So now that you know that, you
can tell I probably wasn't too optimistic about how my performance was going to
go the day of. I had scouted out the finish times of the ladies in my age group
from the previous years and just didn't see a way where I would end up in the
top, but I decided I would give it my all, and that if nothing else I would
force myself to go as fast as I possibly could. If I had energy left at the end
of the race, I definitely didn’t do it right.
Jeff was my super Sherpa
for the day, and after a 3:30 am wake up call, we make our way to Cypress, TX.
On the way down there, I decided I should probably look up my wave start
time (oops) and saw that I was in the LAST WAVE behind women 60+ and Athenas. I
wasn’t going to start until 7:37. Great, I got myself mentally prepared to swim over
a ton of people. After getting transition set up it was time to wait for
my wave to go off.
After waiting for what felt
like an ETERNITY (and basically after all the spectators had left swim start)
It was time for my wave to go off…
Swim 550
meters
If you had asked me before this race, this swim was about 2.4 miles
long. It was a point to point and I felt like it went on FOREVER. Nope, 550
meters apparently. The swim was
mostly uneventful, except for the usual punching, kicking and grabbing. It felt
more pronounced this time but maybe that’s because I felt I had less time to
move away from it. By the time I found my rhythm we had less than 200 meters
left in the swim. Also, this was a no wetsuit swim. The water temp was about 85
degrees. So imagine doing a 500 meter threshold swim in your neighbors hot
tub and that’s about where I was. So the swim was ok, not great but
enough to put me at 4th out of the water in my age group
T1. Nothing special.
59 seconds.
Bike 13 miles: Other than not
being used to mounting Thor (giggle, sounds dirty) the ride was smooth. I felt
strong basically from the beginning but it took me a second to catch my breath.
The P2 has a compact crank and I’m just not used to the gearing yet. So I
alternated between hammering it out, and a fast spin at like about a million
RPMs against the wind. Typical day in the life of Chipmunk Racing. The biggest frustration
here was my last wave start which meant I was going to spend the greater portion of my ride passing- and a lot of these people weren’t too interested in moving out of my
way. I made a concerted effort to yell” on your left” from a good distance
back, but I found myself losing momentum. Apparently, the bike course is a social opportunity that warrants riding two across for a good chat. Look, I know it’s a sprint, but
why pay 120 bucks to show-up and NOT try your hardest? I managed to average
over 22 mph. I felt like I was going to cough up blood in the process, but I
did it. Again, sprinting sucks.
(picture courtesy of hubby, Jeff )
T2. Not sure why T2
was slower than T1, but nothing special here. 1 min 29 seconds.
Run 3.2 miles: So Houston is
hot. I came off the bike and within 2 minutes of starting to run I was dizzy,
my legs were wobbly and I just wanted to quit. But as fate, and pride, would
have it, I wasn’t going to let that happen and decided that I could put up with
anything (even 100+ degree heat and 80% humidity) for 3.2 miles. My only goal
was to not let anyone (from my age group) pass me. I hadn’t seen anyone from my
age group out on the bike course, so I was fairly certain I had ridden my way
into first place. I just had to hold onto it, which was going to be harder than
I thought. In the end, I managed 7:20s or 7:30s the entire time- certainly not
the fastest I can run, but it was the fastest I could run at that moment. Ice cubes
down my jersey came to the rescue on this one.
In the end I came out
with a time of 1:10 for a 550 meter swim, 13 mile bike and 3.2 mile run. I won
my age group by a solid 5 minutes and was 4th age group female
overall. It’s really easy to get caught up in long distance racing and forget
about the work and huge amount of concentrated effort that goes into short
course. That said, I’ll take long course any day. Next race should be the Houston Triathlon on
Labor Day. More short course misery :)
Other than that
training is pretty solid- even though masters team decided they are allowed to
take a “summer break” and cancel practice for a week. I’m sorry- you can’t take
break in the middle of triathlon season. That’s like that time the library
closed the week before my dissertation was due. Not cool man, not cool.
Also- I’ve committed
to purchasing a power tap (I’ve officially crossed over to the dark side). I
should get it sometime in September, so stay tuned for the insanity/confusion/frustration
that comes about due to my inability to understand what the power tap is
supposed to accomplish.

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