This year I earned my spot for the 70.3 world championships
through a slot from Women for Tri and being gold All World Athlete. They emailed me earlier this year letting me
know I had a spot if I wanted and I definitely took it. Sure, I went and raced another 70.3 and got a
slot for the race, but was happy to pass the slot down to another girl that
really wanted it.
The 70.3 world championships rotate location every year and
this year it was in Chattanooga, Tennessee.
To save money, I decided to drive my Prius the 12-hour journey from
Houston. Thankfully I had my faithful
Sherpa, Susan, there to entertainment (and drive most of the way back). Drive
was very uneventful and honestly flew by. That first night (Wednesday) an
amazing couple hosted us because the house we were sharing with Air Bnb was not
ready until the next day.
Thursday morning, I got up early and headed to the practice
swim. It was 55 degrees air temperature at that point and then 78 in
water. I swam in a swimsuit and was
just fine. I noticed the current
swimming out but honestly it wasn’t that bad.
I did notice the sun more than anything.
I scurried back to the house to get ready and off we went to the Gold
AWA breakfast that Ironman was hosting.
It was on a riverboat and unfortunately, I thought they would allow
everyone time to eat breakfast and then cruise.
But when I arrived there at 8:45am, Dave Scott had already finished
speaking. ☹ Anyways, the boat departed and it was a nice way to
see Chattanooga. Susan got to
captain/steer the boat and we met some nice Australian blokes. When we were
back and docked, we went to the Ironman Village, said hello to a few vendors
and bought myself a coffee cup and a super cute tank they had this year and
then registered.
Pic by Melissa Christensen |
The house we were staying at was in Rising Fawn, GA, 35
minutes from the race. George from Tri
Animals found the place and it was a beautiful retreat in the mountains. We not on purpose took our time getting there
and it was so high up in the mountains that I didn’t get cell service. 😊
We had the entire basement and it was awesome.
I put my bike on the trainer as those roads were not good for a TT and
went through my gears to make sure everything was okay and ready to climb the
mountains. Well it wasn’t. It was slipping gears and would not get into
my lowest gear and I wanted that! At that point we were too far out and all
bike shops were closed anyways. Got
ready and went back into Chattanooga and had dinner at a nice Italian
restaurant.
I have this weird skill of getting up before my alarm clock
went off. Oh and somehow having my lady
time on race day. ☹ Anyways up at 4am and off like a rocket. Pound down some coffee and oatmeal and get on
the road around 4:50am. Was able to park
in the same garage and since all my gear was dropped off the day before, all I
had to bring was my bike nutrition, goggles and wetsuit. Yes, the water dropped just barely to the
cutoff at 76.1. Quickly dropped off
nutrition and then meandered down towards the water. My trusty Sherpa took my morning clothes and
I slugged on my sleeveless Roka suit and stood in my starting corral.
Photo by Susan Benton |
The swim start was different – they had like in a horse
race, starting corrals on the dock and
then you had a 5 beep countdown sound and then a high beep telling you to
go. So a rolling age group start. I put myself in the middle as I am not the
fastest swimmer when it comes to a national championship level race and I ran
off the dock and somehow was leading the 10 of us that started when our beep
went off. I lead for halfway out the
first buoy and then backed off so I could draft. That was with a sideway current so not too
crazy. And then you turn right and then
to do the 840 against the current.
Honestly, having swam in a washing machine at last year’s long course
world champs and having swam in San Francisco bay, this current was not that
bad. However, what was bad and I’m sure
cost me a bit of time, was the sun. It
was low in the sky and was right in my eyes.
I struggled seeing buoys and so I just tried to draft as much as
possible. But well some of these girls
don’t swim that straight. That way out
seemed to take forever. Of my slow 39:06
minute swim, I bet you that 25 minutes was spent on that portion of the
swim. Anyways, you round the buoy to the
right to start heading back and the current was pushing some people out but I
did my best to stay right. And then
round the last buoy to make the way back with the current at your back. The current didn’t push that strong, not as
great as IM Cozumel, but I did have some sub 1:30 splits on the way back. You round the last buoy and out with the help
of some awesome volunteers.
Found myself some awesome wetsuit strippers and then you
grab your bag off to the left as they are all lined up on the ground by number
and then round a turn to run up some ridiculously steep ramp. Seriously would have preferred stairs as they
put down a carpet but everywhere the carpet was taped down was slippery as
hell! It was a bit of a run to your bike
but I had my shoes on there and ran all the way to the line and did my flying
mount. Slipped my shoes on and quickly found my groove.
I live in Houston, Texas.
There are no mountains here. And
a few miles into this course, there is a mountain. I actually really enjoyed the climb. But there were a couple of mountain goat
girls that passed me as I was trying to think of not trying to get a QOM (road
racer in me wants to kill it) but overall, I passed a lot of girls on this
mountain. And stayed in my power
targets. Then you would think you would
be awarded with a downhill, but no. This
course basically was full of tons of rollers that are much more substantial
than where people in Houston go to do their “hillier” long rides. I was doing great and I was keeping my
prescribed heart rate and power in check but about mile 42 my
back started
really, really, really hurting. And I
could feel the pain in my legs and hips something furious. Normally I can muscle through these and honestly,
I don’t usually get that much pain while racing in my targets for a half
ironman as bike is my strength. But a
few miles later, my legs were toast. And
my back was spazing. So unfortunately, I
got passed way too much on the only flat part of the race, normally my strength
but I knew that I still had to run a half marathon and I would need my legs for
the hilly run. So, I took a lot of
pressure off the pedals and just focused on high turnover as much as possible.
It was a long last 30 minutes, let me tell ya. I was spot on my nutrition with
taking in tons of fluids (had to go potty twice) and salt and gels so I believe
it really just came down to the issue of just not enough climbing work. SO, if I do a big hilly race like this again,
I am going to Colorado or California a few weekends to train! Bike split was a
slow 2:54: 42Photo by Susan Benton |
I fully intended to do a flying dismount but I thought I
would fall over if I did or my legs would buckle under me. So, I just stopped
and got off and then. Ouch. Trying to remind my body how to run at this point
was a struggle. I am pretty sure I
looked fairly damaged and I ran along to the table with my run gear bag. I fell/sat onto the chair fairly defeated and
put on my socks and shoes and off the shuffle went. I rounded onto the run start and all these
people were cheering and I quiet literally stuck my tongue out at them. I was not looking forward to this run. I knew it was hilly and it was starting to
get warmer at this point. Not Houston warm but not exactly 60 anymore. Like a
quarter of mile in, the legs did loosen up a bit and the back did release a
little so I was able to find close to my semi programmed pace, even though I
was in pain. But well they say a lot of
these races are for the
mentally strong. And no way I was walking in a world
championship race. I made sure to take
in plenty of fluids (thank you Red Bull station that that ridiculous/obnoxious
hill) and just tried to get into a rhythm.
I was doing actually fairly good, running at the slower end of my pace
range (damn near impossible to get into a rhythm because when I did, I was
disrupted by another hill) but at mile 10, the wheels just came off. I was on the struggle bus. Somehow still passing some ladies but getting
passed by equally as many or more. I’m not used to getting passed that
much. Ouch. Anyways, my pace slowed a
bit towards the end and I was definitely soooo happy to round the corner and
find a last little bit of adrenaline to run a respectable pace to the finish
line. Run split was 1:49:24
All in all, I posted a respectable time. But nowhere near the time that I know I am
capable of and I would maybe like a redo someday. :P I did 70.3 WC a couple
years ago and was 95 I believe of like 120 girls in my age group. This time, the final results showed that I
was 85 out of 200+ ladies, so I will take it.
So the women raced their own race on this Saturday without
the guys and I have to say, it was fantastic doing a world championship women
only race. No offense to the guys
because not all are like this, but most guys have a serious issue with chicks
passing them and just it is an entirely different atmosphere with just women
out there. Not only that but the women
pros tend to get the back seat to the men’s race when both are happening at the
same time and it was so great to see the clips from coverage without having the
announcers have to struggle between showing the men’s and women’s leaders at
the same time. I honestly hope they do
something like this at Kona, if the big island can handle that. But I’m sure
many have mixed opinions on that…
So post race, my awesome Sherpa was there with my requested
recovery shake. And then they gave us a
ticket for a free beer and food item of choice.
It was a little too congested in that area, to be honest. They only
offered free Michelob Ultra beer (boo) and then a choice of pizza, burgers,
tacos and some mac and cheese thing. I
got the trusty pizza and gave half to my Sherpa. Lol. Sat there a bit to digest
and then wobbled my way slowly towards bike check out and then the car and back
to the house.
Pic from Reiko Donato |
That night, we went to the Coeur Sports after party. The Coeur Sports team is great. Some of the nicest, sincerest, most amazing
women you will ever meet. I have been so
honored to be on the team this year and they are some of the happiest looking
racers out there. (I need to work on my racing smile….) It was great to meet a
lot of the in person as I have only seen them online. And then after that, we went to the Women for
Tri party and talked to a Czech girl and had some well-deserved chocolate. 😊
Pic from Jackie M David |
So because the guys and girls raced separate, I had signed
up to be a volunteer on Sunday for the guy’s race. I signed up to be a sunscreen person but I
didn’t get to do that all day. HA! As
soon as Susan (did I mention she is the best Sherpa ever?) and I arrived, we
were asked to join the wetsuit strippers station. HA! I had such a blast doing this. I have never volunteered as stripper before
but I have never been able slap so many men’s asses in my life and get away
with it. :P If you want to have a couple hours of volunteering fly by, that is
how. It is also like being in the front
row/VIP section for all of the athletes you wanted to cheer for! And so, once that slowed down, we went to
where were we were supposed to be and ended up filling water at the first
station just before starting the run in transition and that was hard work. I was thankfully already soaked from wetsuit
stripping and was also thankful the sunscreen was right there because it got
hot for the men’s race! I was able to see some pros start their run and I saw
all my friends as they started their runs. (I may have even slapped another ass
here….) This was hard work. Almost
everyone was grabbing water because it was so hot and there were over 2,000 men
racing. Anyways that went by super quick
too and before we knew it, it was 2:30pm and we were done. And I looked like I was done. Defeated. Zombie. BUT I’d do it all again in a heartbeat. Went back, took a well-deserved nap and then
had some beers with the guys when they got back.
The next morning, we lazily got up and got on the road. Sadly, my jam-packed weekend took its toll on
me and I came down with a migraine. So,
Susan ended up driving. I started trying
to drive and that lasted a whole hour since I literally had tears in my eyes. ☹
We were supposed to party in New Orleans, LA on the way back but that just
didn’t happen. So, we trucked on home
the 12 hours back to Houston
It was an interesting season this year adding in bike racing
and while my FTP has gone up about 20 watts since the beginning of this year,
my run has suffered a little. I am
taking a break now from racing for a few months as my body deserves a break and
then my next race I am signed up is for a marathon in April – the beautiful Big
Sur Marathon. Thanks to all of the
sponsors for their support and here’s to a bigger and better 2018!