I love living in Florida. It’s the middle of November and it’s still warm enough for multisport racing. In fact, the weather this morning was perfect for a duathlon, with temperatures in the high 50s and low 60s during the racing hours.
The advertised distances were 2 mile run, 10 mile bike, 2 mile run. I hadn’t done any short course racing in a while, so I was looking forward to seeing how fast I could go. I was also looking forward to testing out my new Blackwell One Hundred wheel, a super-fast, super-deep, super-badass race wheel.
As I racked my bike, one lady asked me, “wow are you a pro?” She must have seen my bike and spazzy tri-suit and thought I was an elite athlete. I loled and said, “no–I just pay a lot of money to look like one!” She approved of this comment.
There were about 150 racers at the start today. The RD started the men in the first wave, and the women in the second. At the gun, I was not surprised to see that my fellow Y-chromosone athletes did not get the memo on pacing. I was passed by at least half of the men’s field, including three boys under the age of 10. I finished the first run in 12:18. There’s no way it was 2 miles–I’m guessing it was closer to 1.8 miles, which would have put me at just under 7 minute pace. Fine, good conservative start.
T1 was flawless. I had been practicing. Shoes off, helmet on, grab bike and GO. Shoes were clipped into the pedals already. Got those on my feet no problem heading out of transition.
I played the bike cool for a number of reasons. One was that the course was actually kind of tricky. It wasn’t hilly, but there were subtle elevation changes and lots of windy roads. Two was that there was a LOT of congestion. The course was a “T” shape–basically we went up the bottom of the “T”, did TWO LOOPS of the top of the “T” and then back to transition. Two loops in 10 miles makes for a lot of bike traffic to negotiate. This was the only “slop” in an otherwise very-well-run race by <a href="http://www.drcsports.com">DRC Sports.
The first loop was relatively clean. I spent most of my time passing the guys who went too hard on the first run. At one point, I was going about 28 on a slight downgrade and passed a dude who was going about 22. He was clearly working hard and I guess I emotionally obliterated him with my monstrous pass. I heard “aw come on, you gotta be kidding!” as I blew by him. I hit the end of the first loop in 6th place.
The second loop was an adventure to say the least. I was now not only passing the back of the men’s field, but the entire women’s field as well. I literally passed almost the entire women’s field on the second loop. It was one “on your left” after another. Fortunately, there were times I was going almost twice their speed so the passes were quick and painless. There were a few minor traffic incidents, and one close call when I went to pass a chatting twosome at the same time as someone else was passing in the opposite direction, but all was good.
I rolled into T2 in 7th place, having been passed in the last mile by another guy who was coming through the field. My time was a conservative but strong 29:19 for what my computer said was 10.6 miles. If T1 was flawless, T2 was even better. Helmet off, shoes on, get out of there. I entered T2 in 7th place, 5 seconds down, and left T2 in 6th place by about 20 seconds! (Who says transition times don’t mean anything!)
The second run was a huge pain cave. For the entire first 3/4 mile, I could hear 7th place gaining on me. I kept my pace steady and tried to control the side stitch that was developing in my left side. Just before the turnaround, he passed me and opened up a gap of about 30 meters. With a mile to go, I began to push the pace a bit and noticed that the gap was not increasing! Though this was encouraging, I was starting to hurt.
With 3/4 of a mile to go, I decided that it was time to try and close the gap. I knew from my pre-race warmup that the last 200 yards were on a narrow, windy path and there would not be room for a sprint, so I figured my best shot was to get in front of him with about 800m to go and execute a long burn to the finish. I also knew that I had decent middle-distance speed thanks to the track work I’ve been doing recently, so if I was going to beat this guy I was going to do it at around 800 meters.
With the 1/2 mile to go sign within sight, I got behind him. He knew I was there. I waited until after he looked behind his shoulder, and then I sprinted. I gave the initial sprint more effort than I knew I could sustain for the whole 800m, but I wanted to make sure that he couldn’t follow.
At 400 meters to the finish, I looked back and there was a sizable gap between us. I beat him to the line by 8 seconds for 6th place overall. Total race time was 52:49. The second run time was 10:09. Since there’s no way I can run 5:05 pace for 1 mile (much less 2 miles) I figure the distance was closer to 1.6 miles, which would put my second run pace at 6:20–a more reasonable figure.
It felt really good to actually *race* as opposed to slogging through the “survivathlon” that is an Ironman or ultra-distance event. It was a huge rush to blow past that guy and kick it in to the finish. I’m happy with my fitness and my speed is improving. I’m going to continue to work on my speed (especially my run speed) during the winter season so that I can hit the ground running for the early 2010 races.
Stats:
Run 1 (1.8ish miles): 12:18 (6:50 pace) Rank: 26/156
T1: 0:33
Bike (10.6ish miles): 29:19 (21.70mph) Rank: 7/156
T2: 0:30
Run 2 (1.6ish miles): 10:09 (6:20 pace) Rank: 9/156
Total: 52:49 Rank: 6/156 (2/4 age group)

