First, I want to thank my mom and girlfriend for making the long trip up north with me to watch the race.
Ok, we were all lucky. With the heat wave all week, the temperature dropped on Sunday. Sunday’s high was 75 degrees.
The Swim Leg
So the wetsuit was optional, but since I am a slow swimmer, I decided to wear one for the 7AM start. This would be a mass start which is a first for me. This year I was happy before the start. I had a big smile on my face as I entered the water. Some athletes waited on the beach and me and others kept ourselves up in deep water.
Finally, the gun went off and it was chaos. Arms and legs were all over the place. I tried to hold my ground even though my arm would get tangled with other arms. I could see feet in front of me, so sometimes I had to slow down or else I would get kicked in the face. I could not go around because there were too many people. 2300+ started at the same time.
After 20 minutes, the traffic cleared. I focused on long strong strokes. I would zig zag a little bit as I tried to stay outside. After 45 minutes of swimming, I had to pee, but I had a long way to go.
I approached the finish, but this was just the 1st lap finish. At 52 minutes and change, I had to get in the water again. I was really disappointed with this split so I tried to make up sometime.
I had a pretty good rhythm going and was just thinking about finishing so I can use the bathroom.
I finished the swim at 1:26:42 which was 5 minutes better than last year. The wetsuit helped, but I also think my tempo trainer helped me with developing a longer swim stroke.
So I got into the transition area. I was a little disappointed with myself. I remembered my gatorade bottles, but I forgot my food for the long bike ride: bagles, clif bars and beef jerky. But I bought some stuff at the convenience store so this wasn’t a big deal.
The Bike Leg
As mentioned, I practiced in Bear Mountain many times so I felt I was ready for this. This would also be a 2 loop course with plenty of hills.
I began with a little bit of a climb and then it was a long steep descent. I was going so fast my bike was shaking as I would go over some uneven street terrain. I would catch wind and that shook my bike as well. I was scared.
But finally it was over and for about 10 to 15 miles it was just flat with some rolling hills.
I drank a lot but I probably didn’t need to. It was not that hot and I wasn’t sweating alot.
Now I approached the big climb. From mile 30 to 65 it was just a long climb. It wasn’t grueling like where I train but this slowed me down alot. I could not hammer through because I still have to climb this hill again and PLUS I have to run a marathon.
So I climbed up to the mid-way point where I could see the big crowds again. This was very uplifting.
But before I began my descent I had to stop and use the restroom. This was a big time-killer.
Now I was back on the bike and ready for the 2nd loop.
Again, the long and dangerous descent. I was holding on for dear life
Then that was over and I was relieved. But shortly, I had to relieve myself again. I was hoping I could hold it until transition.
From mile 88 to 112, the finish, was another big climb. I started to run out of food and my stomach was grumbling. My feet started to hurt as well to my surprise as this never happened during training. I will have to get softer shoes next year.
Finally, I saw the mile 100 marker and I decided to stop and relieve myself. This was also good because I could give my feet a break from the pounding.
The last 12 miles took forever but finally I approached the crowd again. They were great. So were the volunteers who had to work many hours but still cheered for us.
Finally, I finished after riding 7 hours and 47 minutes and 26 seconds and saw my mom there waiting. I had to yell at her since I didn’t tell here what bike jersey I was wearing – poor planning on my part.
I entered transition and was pumped for the run.
The Run Leg
I began the marathon – wait a minute – my right shoe was loose – I had to tighten it again. Now I begin the marathon with plenty left in my hamstrings and calves.
Coming downhill, I was running 7:20 to 7:30 splits/ mile. I slowed to just 7:45 splits and kept this up for many miles. I had just 4 energy gels with me as I planned on grabbing more from the volunteers. I tried to remember to eat an energy gel every 20 minutes. I would slow for gatorade at every mile aid station.
From mile 9 to 12 was a big climb. This slowed my pace, but I was still running pretty well. I decided no one would pass me. And no one did until the flat mile 12 to 13. I heard someone breathe hard and catch me. Then I would run faster. He would do it again. Finally, we were side by side and he asked, “is this your first or 2nd lap? I answered comfortably, “this is my first”. He said, “OK, I thought you were another runner running a crazy final mile like me”. I said, “No, I won’t run this fast the 2nd time around”. And so we ran side by side until he turned right for the finish and I turned left for the 2nd lap.
I missed this crazy guy because I had no one to pace for the tough last 13 miles.
But going down was kind of easy, even though I was pounding on my hips.
Finally, I got to the somewhat flat miles 15 to 21 and my legs were dead. I tried to run 9:15, 9:30 and even 9:45 splits but my legs could not do it or mentally I couldn’t push myself. The problem was I pushed too hard on that first 13. Instead of running 1:47 for the 1st 13, I should have ran 1:50 or so.
I forgot to stay on top of my energy gels too and my stomach was grumbling. I would only slow for gatorade. It was sometimes tough to push and keep going again.
I was now running 10 minute splits and it got even worse as I approached the final climb from mile 21 to 25. But I had plenty of practice on the hills of East Rutherford, NJ so I kept a nice shuffle.
Now I could hear the crowds and music and I started to climb really fast. I could see my mom, girlfriend and niece waiting for me. I stretched my hand for a hi-five and these cute girls intercepted and my girlfriend got jealous. I did hi-five her niece and my mom.
Now I only had 1.2 miles to go and this stretch was flat. I was going really fast and people loved my shirt and wanted hi-fives too. It simply said, “I BRING IT”. There was 1 wise guy who stretch his hand and then took it away right when I was going to slap it.
Now it was just a 1/2 mile left and I was excited. That final stretch I cannot put the feeling into words. There are lights out now since it was 8:30PM and the crowd was crazy. The announcer called my name and where I was from as I approached the finish.
I finally finished and I tugged on my shirt for the camera after running 3 hours and 58 minutes and 50 seconds.
I was happy just to finish with a 13 hour and 35 minute and 7 second final time since this was a brutal course. Maybe Hawaii next year will be easier
July 27, 2011
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