The Post Season and Looking Ahead

img_51872 ½ months following the completion of my first Ironman…yep I could say over and over again, completion of my first Ironman! I am still smiling but it’s time to get back to thinking about training and focusing on the future. I did take some time off. Maybe too much time. I did some stuff in the 2 months following IMWI. I did some lifting, a little bit of running and some yoga, but didn’t even glance at the pool or my bike. That’s okay right? Absence makes the heart grow fonder right? I am not so sure in my case.

With the help of a trusted advisor, I sat down to brainstorm what might be in the cards for 2020. I had some specific goals;

  1. The biggest one, get faster on the run. Especially in short course racing.
  2. Sustain a faster bike for longer.
  3. Work toward Ironman #2, focusing on being able to run better off the bike.

With those three goals in mind, we came up with a plan to focus on some short courses early in the spring/summer, working to get to USAT Age Group Nationals in August, perform well at nationals, then focus on some fun stuff for late summer. Then turn the focus to Ironman TX for April of 2021.

ea16a67b-9794-4091-8093-434e1ad263e7So, back in the gym for strength sessions. Training with power now on the bike. Running on the treadmill (I freeze too much to go outside, ha) and even back in the pool. We are back at it. I can’t say it’s been smooth sailing. I am struggling with motivation a bit. But I am hoping with time, it will all click in to place and I can fully dial in. We have time right? 😊

Stay tuned, I will try to share as much of my training as I can. My fourth goal, keep all of you updated with more frequent blog posts…even if it’s just my mom reading this. 😊

Ironman Wisconsin Race Recap – The Long Version

Ironman Wisconsin Race Recap – The Long Version

Hold on tight, this is a long one! Where to start…it’s hard to find a place as a whole year of training led up to this one event. But if I were to pick a spot, I may start with a quick recap of the week before leaving for IM WI. Our plan was to leave on Friday morning after school drop off so I figured if I started some of my packing the early in the week, I would be calm and ready to go come Friday. I was wrong. Life got in the way and all of the sudden it was Wednesday and I hadn’t packed a single thing nor had I finished my packing lists. I was in a bit of a panic at that point. I still had all of the kids’ activities to be the shuttle for and work commitments and training to fit in. It seemed like there just wasn’t enough time in the day. My stress was being mirrored in my many dreams about missing the race or not having my stuff when I was supposed to start the race, etc. Not a fun feeling. On top of it, I was also harboring some anxiety around the DNF topic. After spending so many hours training, blood, sweat and tears (for real), the last thing I wanted was to not cross the finish line on race day. So the days leading up to leaving for the race were filled with nerves and stress. Luckily, I was able to have a couple of key conversations that helped calm me down and get my head into a space of time8ec900a6-9714-4cb4-b5fe-770db7d73d94 management.

I used a system of packing for each of the different race bags we would be given at check in to keep things organized (swim start/morning clothes, swim to bike, bike to run, bike special needs and run special needs). This really helped me visualize the needs for each discipline and kept me organized. I then packed for the days leading up and the drive home. I was surprised how much easier it was to get things packed efficiently than I was making it out to be in my head. Before I knew it we were putting everything in the car and we starting our car trip to Madison.

 

It’s a fairly easy drive to Madison from our home, so about 4 hours later we pulled into downtown Madison to do athlete check in.  I was anxious to get through check in as Ironman only allows athletes to check in up to a certain day and time. I still had a good 5 hours till check in closed but I didn’t want to be rushing through at the last minute. The check in process was fairly smooth. I got my bib number and my waivers, then waited in line for my race packet. There was some confusion img_2982about my USAT membership so I had to leave the race packet table to speak with the support staff before getting back in line for the race packet. Got the packet, the download of race info and proceeded to pick up my swag and timing chip. Spent some time at the expo following check in and bought lots of Ironman gear (1st timer syndrome). img_2992The hubs went with me to the athlete briefing, got lots of tips and then I talked him into driving the bike course with me. And I am glad that he came, because it would have been impossible to follow the directions in the athlete guide and drive at the same time. My eyes bugged out a bit at the amount of hills and turns that I would be taking on in a few short days.

As we finished our trip around the bike course, we decided to check into our hotel and get settled. I was feeling some nervous energy after getting everything moved into our hotel room so I went out for a light 20-minute jog and learned that there wasn’t a lot of running real estate around our hotel.  I ran the same loop for what felt like 100 times. The evening was fairly relaxing as we ate a “brought from home” meal in our hotel room and lounged around. Needless to say, I did a ton of reading over the weekend just to occupy my mind and keep me off my feet.

Saturday morning, we followed our usual routine of coffee and oatmeal for breakfast and then headed into downtown Madison to meet up with a fellow athlete and friend for a morning swim. This was my f2d8ffafd-3acb-49c3-9e58-aa99b418605birst time in Lake Monona and I was pleasantly surprised at how great the water felt and how easy my swim felt. It was a perfect opportunity to loosen things up and get comfortable with the water (which I usually do right before the start of a race). After saying “see ya tomorrow” to my friend, I checked my bike into transition and dropped off my transition bags inside Monona Terrace. The process worked very smooth and soon I was done with my “to do” items and was free to relax the rest of the day with my book, some college football and visiting with my support crew. The day went by at both a snails pace and lightening quick. Soon, it was time to have dinner and settle in for the night. I decided on a new pre-race dinner feast (steak, salmon, baked potato) that we had pre-made and enjoyed in our hotel room. I was determined to have control over as many pre-race factors as possible so eating food that I was familiar with and cooked by us was a must.

After cleaning up dinner and getting ready for bed, I spent some time visualizing the day before me. I closed my eyes and saw myself getting to the course, standing in line to start the swim, swimming my way around the buoys in Lake Monona, transitioning to my bike and riding through the corn fields of Wisconsin, moving from my bike to running through downtown. I pictured my family and friends on the course, the energy of the spectators and the final steps before crossing the finish line. Even though I had yet to experience my first Ironman, I could picture it so clearly. I was ready and the only thing that stood between me and the biggest challenge of my life is a night of restless sleep.

After what felt like the longest night of my life, 4 am alarm went off and it was time to start preparing. IT WAS RACE DAY! My nerves and adrenaline had me dressed and ready lighting quick and soon we had finished breakfast and were in the car on the way to the course. We met up with my parents to take the bus at the Aliant Energy Center and I was having a hard time sitting still. I wanted to get my special needs bags dropped off, my nutrition on my bike and have a few moments to breath before heading the swim start. It all went by so quick. In a blink of an eye, I had dropped off the bags, got my bike prepped, my wet suit on and was already standing near the entrance of the swim start. My husband said his img_3018goodbyes and headed off to find a good place to spectate and I chatted with a few other athletes as we entered the swim start corral. It was fairly crowded but I was able to get a spot between the 1:10-1:20 swim finish time area, which was where I wanted to be. Then the cannon fired for the pro start and again for the age group start. We were finally moving forward and as I entered the last leg of the start corral, Mike Reilly was standing there giving high fives. I was overcome with emotion and nerves and a few tears rolled down my cheeks. I was actually going to do this, actually going to do an Ironman, actually going to realize a dream I have had for many years.

I blinked and they said go for my start group. I was in the water quick and set off for the first set of buoys. I quickly realized this was going to be a difficult swim. As I was swimming southwest on the first stretch, I could feel the waves beneath me, pulling me in the direction of the first turn buoy. I used the momentum and kept turning over my arms. After yelling “moo” at the first turn, I was quickly inhaling water as waves would be crashing into my face at each breath I was trying the take. All I could do was to focus on keeping my arms moving and trying to grab air when I had a chance to. The 3rd leg of the swim was the worse. The waves were coming in directly in front of your face or on the side. It was hard to sight and people were zig zagging all over the place which made passing them nearly impossible. I passed the time just thinking about how crazy the swim was and counting how many kayakers and swimmers I was passing. Eventually I came around the last 1_m-100914174-digital_highres-3095_000570-32895999turn buoy and again could feel the waves beneath me so I allowed my body to ride with them through my stroke. As I came up on the swim exit, I was pretty thrilled with how relaxed I felt in the water despite the wind, waves and other swimmers. That feeling came to a quick end as I kicked my left foot right into the concreate boat launch under the water as I exited.  Boy did that hurt.

Running through transition, I quickly got my wetsuit stripped off and I was soon on the helix going round and round. The run up the helix wasn’t as hard as I initially thought it would be and I was thrilled to see my husband near the last turn. I entered the convention center, grabbed my bag from the volunteer and found a nice lady in the women’s changing room to help me. She quickly emptied the contents of my swim to bike bag on the floor. I changed into a dry kit, got socks and shoes on, she rolled my arm sleeves up my arm while feeding me my banana at the same time (seriously she is wonder woman) and I thanked her as I ran out the door with my helmet in hand.

As I ran through the bike area of transition, the volunteers were yelling my bib number as I went by so that as I got to the rack that my bike was on, it was already waiting for me to grab it. I bolted to the end img_5153of the transition area and heard my parents and friends cheering so loud, I couldn’t help but smile. Off down the helix I went, taking care to slow my speed so as not to crash as they warned in the athlete briefing. “No Ironman race will be won on the helix, but it sure can be lost”, they said. The first 16 miles (the stick) of the course went by quickly. I spent time getting settled on my bike and taking in the first of my nutrition. I had a goal to take in 1 Base Nutrition bar and 1 bottle of electrolytes or plain water every hour and salt every 5 miles of the bike. I was determined to stick to my plan as to not get into a nutrition deficient. I noticed that I had a side ache pretty soon after I started my ride and was working on a plan of how to get rid of it. Perhaps I needed more water or more salt, or maybe I just needed to take some deeper breaths, either way it wasn’t bothering me enough to slow me down, just an annoyance.

The bike ride was full of moments that I anticipated but were hoping wouldn’t happen. At mile 35 I had to jump off my bike for a dropped chain. At mile 43 I stopped to use the bathroom. I climbed the two bike hills on Timber Lane, with my friends running alongside me. I must say that a hill cimg_5159limb goes by a lot faster when you have a familiar face running next to you. At mile 50, the I got a flat tire. Ugh, just what I didn’t want but I was sure thanking my lucky stars that a few weeks prior I had replaced my tubular Zipp 808’s with new HED Jet clinchers. I pulled off the side of the road and quickly went to work on getting the flat tube off my wheel, getting the new tube installed, ensuring that nothing was twisted or pinched, filling it up with the CO2 cartridge and getting the wheel back on my bike. It took me 10 minutes, 10 minutes that I wish didn’t happen, but I did it all myself and I didn’t have to wait for SAG, which I was very proud of. I saw my family and friends just after that, yelling of my tire changing accomplishment.  At mile 56, I stopped for my special needs bag. Other than needed my electrolyte powder, if I hadn’t gotten the flat tire, I may have forgone the stop. But due to the flat I wanted to make sure I had another spare tube and CO2 just in case. Back on the bike for the 2nd loop of the bike ride, it quickly became apparent that this is where it really hits you. My left ankle, shin and calf started to hurt and I was feeling the fatigue.17_m-100914174-digital_highres-3095_043397-32896015 I tried to keep on track with my nutrition and I just kept thinking about when I may see my family and friends again. Turns out I had to wait quite a while! Every corner or hill I thought they may be there but it wasn’t until nearly mile 80 that they popped up again on one of the crazy hill climbs. Again, my friends ran up the hill and I told them how much I was hurting and asked if I would see them on the bike again. It was hard and painful and I started to really question my sanity for even signing up for this crazy adventure. Luckily for me, my crew saw that I very much needed to see them on the bike again and they popped up 2 more times as I made my way to end of the loop and back into downtown Madison. I couldn’t have been more thankful, as they really kept me going. I did a little cheer as I wound back through a few parking lots and onto the road that leads directly to Monona Terrace. Finally, I would be getting off this awful contraption they call a bike. I veered right into the entrance of the terrace and up the helix I went. My family was hanging out on the helix waiting for me and I greeted them with a “this sucks” and a smile. They laughed and it helped lighten my mood.

As I got off my bike and handed it off to a volunteer, I thanked god for these saintly humans because I am certain I would have just fallen over if they weren’t there to hold things steady as I dismounted. Into the transition room I waddled and was met by more wonderful volunteers saying “welcome back”. A young lady grabbed my bike to run bag from me and dumped it out, holding up each of the contents asking what I needed. I threw on my running shoes, packed my pockets with gels, salt and gloves, traded my helmet for my hat and was out the door with my race belt and bib in hand.

Beginning to move again felt good as I wound through transition and out on to the streets of Madison. I 8_m-100914174-digital_highres-3095_024651-32896006saw my family and friends right as I came out of transition and Nick ran alongside for a brief few moments asking how I was feeling and giving me a big thumbs up. Even as I type this now I get emotional because those words of encouragement were so impactful and meaningful to me that day. I had a goal to run the first half of the marathon. Given that I had never run a full marathon, I wasn’t sure what I would feel like after 13 miles. So I settled into a nice conservative pace and took it all in. Running through Camp Randall, around UW campus, next to Lake Mendota was beautiful. There is one thing that Wisconsin has that I didn’t anticipate is its hills. I knew the bike course was going to be hilly but I certainly didn’t anticipate the hills on the run. Another thing that Wisconsin has is amazing spectators and volunteers. At every stretch of the run there were people cheering and they cheered for everybody. I tried to thank as many spectators as possible and soak up all of the energy from them that I could. Shortly after mile 10 I could feel my stomach start to lurch. I knew it wasn’t good. As I ran, it got worse so I stopped taking in gels and just concentrated on water and not losing my calories. After stopping for my run special needs at the half way point in which I grabbed my head lamp, I knew I had to start walking in order to finish the race. So I channeled a friend who told me that “if you have to walk, power walk to Pink singing in your head” so I did just that. I power walked and ran for the next 5 miles. I saw my husband at mile 18 and he asked how I was doing. I told him I was in bad shape, that I couldn’t run much because I felt like I was going to be sick when I did. He said he would stick with me as long as he could. I needed it, we power walked and talked for quite a while. It was a great distraction. I took in water and chicken broth as much img_5162-1as I could. It got dark quick and then it started to rain, a cold cold rain. I put on my gloves but those got wet and made my hands even colder. I was freezing but determined to cross the finish line. After what seemed like eternity, the Wisconsin State Capitol building came into view and I knew I would get to the finish. I picked up the pace and willed myself forward, mile by mile. The last mile, I found something deep and started running and kept on running as I turned the last corner leading to the finishing chute. Thinking back, I wish I would have slowed down even more to savor it. I wish I would have found my parents and hugged them, I wish I would have high fived more spectators standing there cheering for complete strangers but it was a blur and a whirlwind. I crossed the finish line, hands on my head in disbelief and barely even registered Mike Reilly saying “Julie Pagano, You Are An Ironman”, completing the journey that took me 1 year, 300,000 yards of swimming, 3000 miles of biking, and 700 miles of running. 54_m-100914174-digital_highres-3095_124590-32896052

As I crossed the finish line, I was “caught”, handed my finisher gear and escorted to the food tent where I ate the best tasting mac and cheese I have ever had in my life. I saw my mom with tears in her eyes and it all at once hit me that I had done it. And all I wanted was to hug my family members and friends who were their supporting me and thank them, from the bottom of my heart. I was so incredibly grateful for each of them, and all the people who were there for me along the way, as they were my fuel and my strength all day long. I know I couldn’t have done it without them. They all crossed that finish line with me that night.                                                                                                                              img_5178 img_5175 img_5177 img_5174

As I reflect on this experience, a few days after, I am in awe of Ironman athletes, in awe of what determination and commitment can do, in awe of each person who finds their “everest” and chases it; maybe they conquer it or maybe they don’t but they didn’t give up. And that is what builds true character. They say that you will be changed after Ironman and I couldn’t agree more. img_5187

That was a Fast Bike: Lifetime Minneapolis Olympic Tri Race Report

Yup, I know….I am way behind.  The Lifetime Minneapolis Tri was waaaayyy back in July. It’s been a crazy month and a half.  My kiddos had lots of sports and camps.  I had a few trips and work to do. But mostly, training was ramped up to a major build brick which took up a lot of my time.  More on that in a later post.  Let’s chat about the Minneapolis Tri, shall we?!Screen-Shot-2019-07-01-at-11.59.10-AM

I was a tiny bit nervous going into this race as I hadn’t ever done this particular distance nor this race itself.  I had previously participated in the Heart of the Lakes Tri long course but it doesn’t quite hit the mark of a full Olympic at ½ mile swim, a 21 mile bike and a 5.3 mile run. Tackling a full Olympic gave me both an jolt of excitement and the nervous butterflies in my belly.

The weekend of the tri came up on me fast.  Before I knew it, I had already picked up my packet and was prepping my gear for the Sunday race.  The Minneapolis Tri is known to be a large race with lots of participants.  And come Sunday morning I felt like there were lots of racers, but it didn’t feel overwhelming.  It was a gorgeous day.  It was slightly overcast and cloudy all day which is awesome to race in. I got my gear set up. And can I add that I LOVE when the racks are marked with race numbers.  It makes finding a spot so much easier and everyone just gets what they get in regards to placement within transition.  As I say to my kiddos, “You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit”.  After set up was done, I wandered over the swim warm up area.  This is one of my favorite things to do before a race.  I get in the water, swim a little ways out and back.  It gets my head in the right space, reminds me to breath calmly and warms up my muscles a bit.  As the time came to line up for my wave…and can I add that I LOVE time trial starts….I felt ready and relaxed. 

Swimming the .93 mile swim was awesome.  I had yet to swim that distance in a race and it was fantastic.  I didn’t feel nervous or anxious or tired.  I just relaxed, focused on my arm turn over and before I knew it, I was done. After a quick jog through transition and throwing my helmet and shoes on, I was off on my bike for 24.5 miles.  img_4372-2

Wow, the bike course was pretty sweet.  A very flat, urban course.  I was loving pushing the pace and working hard.  I always play a little game with myself not to let any other women racers pass me on the bike.  And I didn’t have too much trouble with that on this course.  I did run into a bit of trouble with my handlebars during the race, they kept rotating forward if I pushed down on them.  If they rotated, I would have to muscle then back into place without losing my balance.  It was a bit tricky! Sometimes you just have to deal with the unexpected.

After that very fast cruise on the bike, I came into transition and started out on the run.  The run is a beautiful 2 loop course (6.2 miles) around Lake Nokomis.  My legs felt great.  As I came through to start my second loop around the lake, I was so proud of myself for a great run on the first loop and knew that I had plenty left in my legs to finish and so I did (finish that is) with a great time.  Beating an aggressive goal I set for myself by :30 seconds I crossed the finish line with a big smile. 

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What an awesome day!  I certainly proved to myself that I am capable and able to do the things I set my mind to.  I loved the course.  The volunteers and spectators were so amazing! This will have to go on my list as a tri to come back to year after year. And in case you were wondering, I did get my handlebar issue fixed. 

Stay tuned: my next post will be all about trials of training while traveling.

Cheers!

So That’s What “Everything Clicked” Feels Like: Lake Minnetonka Tri Race Report

Drafting this race report has been on my to do list for far, far too long.  In fact, this race happened over a month ago.  Time slips away so fast.  But I am excited to write about this race as it was an awesome day.  For the first time ever, I can say “everything clicked on race day”. 

The Lake Minnetonka Triathlon is one of my favorite races all year.  The venue is beautiful, the run is on a gravel trail, the swim is a point to point and I always race with my best friend.  I was pumped going into race day. 43b1b79d-875c-49c3-b408-ec524cf5fa36  Well, the day started out pretty wet and rainy.  It was dry on the drive over to Excelsior Bay but the clouds were looming.  I was worried about another canceled race (last year’s Lake Minnetonka Tri was canceled due to thunderstorms).  As we pulled into the parking lot, the rain came, and it came and it came.  Everything was soaked by the time we got to our spot in transition and started setting up.  At that point, you just shrug your shoulders and deal with it.  Other than the rain, transition set up went by quick and soon we were listening to the race talk and doing our final walk over to the starting area.  I wiggled into my wetsuit and started out for a pre-race warm up swim.  I was so glad that the water had warmed up a bit since the Buffalo Tri two weeks earlier. 

As I waited for the whistle indicating my wave to go, I made a plan for the swim, line up on the inside and stay away from the traffic.  Whistle blows and off we went.  I stayed to the buoy line and away from the bunched-up swimmers, which worked perfectly.  I was able to swim on my own for most of the race, at my speed, unencumbered by anyone else.  I breathed easy, focused on arm turn over and catching as much water as possible to propel myself forward.  Coming into the swim exit, I glanced at my watch and was thrilled to be a few minutes ahead of my goal.  I did a little whoop in my head and quickly got out of T1.

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The bike portion of this race always goes by in a blur.  The beginning mile or so is a few turns to get out of the park and city area and then you are out on the road.  I wanted to push the pace on the bike to test out my bike fitness a bit.  img_3972I was cruising along, passing the bikers in front of me when a female racer that I was familiar with came screaming by me.  My new goal, stay with her.  The bike course is 15 miles so before long it was time to turn around.  After half way back to transition, I fell back from the girl I was trying to stay with but I didn’t let that discourage me.  I just kept pushing and talking myself through the upcoming run portion.

Out of T2, grabbing my hat and race belt, I focused on turning over my legs and breathing.  As the miles ticked by, I was feeling really good.  My feet felt light and fast. I came through the finishing shoot and was thrilled as I looked my watch.  Over an eight minute PR! Everything clicked! That was racing and it was awesome. 

It’s so gratifying when all of the hard work I have been putting in pays off.  This wasn’t slated to be my A race for the season but the way I raced it, it was an A race memory for me. 

Next post: Lifetime Minneapolis Tri Race Report and Long Training Days

Keeping My Head Above Water: Buffalo Tri Race Report

Hard to believe it but I already have 3 multi-sport races under my belt for the season.  2 weeks ago, I raced the sprint at the Buffalo Tri and last weekend at Lake Minnetonka.  The race report for Minnetonka is forth coming, stay tuned.  But let’s chat about Buffalo.

Leading up to the race, there was lots of distracting discussion, mostly around the weather and water temps in Buffalo Lake.  It was cold for many days at the end of May so it was likely that the swim would be cold, if not canceled all-together.  A few warm days leading up to the race helped bring the water temps up to that the swim wouldn’t need to be canceled.  I watched Facebook and saw a few posts about upper 60 degree and even 70 degree water temps.  So I relaxed a bit and carried on with race prep.

Sunday morning I packed up and drove the 60 miles to Buffalo for the race.  After getting my race packet and getting set up in transition, I had some time to kill so I chatted with fellow racers and focused on warming up. img_3867This being my first tri of the season, I was really excited to see how all of my winter swim sessions would impact my open water swim time.  My usual routine is to get into the water and do a brief warm up swim to acclimate to the water and focus on my breathing.  As I walked down to the water’s edge to start my warm up swim, another racer walked out of the water passed me muttering “70 degrees, my ass”.  And he was right, as soon as I got out to do some dolphin dives and the water hit my face, I knew this was going to be one very cold swim…strike that, a freezing swim.  I was just thanking the gods that is was only a 400 yard swim.  “I can do 400 yards, even if it is freezing” I thought to myself and carried on with getting prepped for my wave to start.

Soon it was time to line up at the water with my wave and the gun sounded us to start.  I ran in with the pack and it was no more than a few seconds before the cold water, massive amounts of flailing arms and legs of other swimmers took me from calm to panicked.  I lost the rhythm of my breathing as I tried to get out of the pack but it was near impossible. The cold water and other swimmers through everything off for me and  I am pretty sure I dog paddled half of the swim.  I was extremely disappointed as I exited the water but knew I needed to put it aside and focus on the bike.

The bike went by in a flash and without incident.  I worked to just put my head down and pass everyone I could.  Soon I was coming down to the bike dismount and off to start the run. 

If you have participated in this tri in the last few years, you know that the run out is a nice long climb out of the park and onto Montrose Blvd.  It’s a killer on the bike legs.  Once I got out onto the blvd, I focused on keeping a steady cadence and pace.  This year, I can really tell that my runs have been improving.  I am feeling more efficient and my run times are showing vast improvement.  It’s awesome when you can see hard work paying off.  After about ¾ of the run, you get to take a fun downhill back into the park to cross the finish line.  I love that part.  I just let go and let my legs carry me. 

Overall, I didn’t do as bad as I thought. My swim did improve from the last time I did this tri by 15 seconds and my run improved by nearly a full minute.  Overall my time was 2 seconds faster than my previous PR and I was able to take an AG podium (my first time on the podium at Buffalo) and a top 10 women’s finish time.  Can’t complain too much! 😊

Cheers!

Training Log + Sartell Apple Duathlon Race Report

Whew…It’s been a loooong couple of months.  Too long since I last blogged apparently. What have I been up to?  Mostly training, raising kids, spending time with friends and family, working…you know, the usual.  First things first, let’s talk about the first race of the season.

1st Multisport Race of the Season – Sartell Apple Duathlon!

Last Saturday, I raced the first multisport race of my season. I had originally planned to race the Oakdale Spring Classic Duathlon the weekend before but family commitments 60941861_2153103114745678_2370556196290560000_ngot in the way. I was lucky that the Apple Duathlon was being held the following weekend and it worked with my schedule.  So I signed up and started to prep. By prep, I mean, work on getting rid of the cold I was coming down with Zicam and lots of fluids.

I raced the Apple Du 2 years ago and really loved the race.  I would not say Duathlons are my fav, as I would rather not run twice, but something about this race in particular I love.

The morning of the race was pretty low key.  The hubs and I decided not to drive up the night before and just get up early to make the trek. After a night of fitful, restless sleep, the alarm buzzed at 4:15am.  I woke up bit tired but so happy as it seemed like my cold symptoms had surprisingly subsided.  A quick breakfast of steel cut oats and hot coffee, prepping a banana and peanut butter toast, double checking my bags and gear, loading the bike and we were on our way…almost.

5 minutes down the road, I remembered that I forgot my sunglasses and asked that we turn back to get them.  It’s a silly thing, but when I have something as part of my race plan in my head, it throws me for a loop if I don’t have it. I try to control everything that is in my control. Ok, with sunglasses in hand, we were finally on our way.

I love that anxious feeling of pulling into the race venue on race morning.  I love all of the energy that is in the air.  The Apple Du was full of it.  Many smiling faces and people getting their gear out of their cars and ready for the race.  It’s fun to see familiar faces and meet new friends too. After checking in and getting my race packet, I unpacked my bike and set everything up in transition. It was the easiest race morning ever.  The weather was a bit on the chilly and windy side but it was pretty manageable.

Race kicked off by sending wave 1 (Elite and over 55) out on the course and I was slated to start 3 minutes later in wave 2.  I got lined up in the start corral and before I knew it, the gun went off and we were running.  I noticed that a number of people took off very fast.  I was tempted to go with them but knew that I needed to stick to a pace that I could hold for the first 5K run. I really wanted to make sure I kept something in the tank for the last 5K run.  I kept glancing down at my watch and seeing somewhere between 7:20-7:45 pace which I was thrilled about.  I am not a fast runner so it was encouraging to see those splits.

After coming into T1, I threw off my sunglasses (yep, I absolutely used them), changed my shoes and threw on my helmet, grabbed the bike and headed out for 33K on the bike.  The initial first few miles I got settled in and pushed a bit, passing a few folks that were faster runners than me and put some distance.  After the first turn, I was hit with the cross wind and had to hold on for dear life.  I wanted to stay in aero and did so as much as I could.  I knew that I would have to take advantage of the wind anytime it was at my back and did so as much as I could. I also was very aware that there was a USAT official out on the course and didn’t want to get a draft penalty so I worked hard to keep enough distance and pass in the appropriate amount of time.  I didn’t have too many athletes passing me and I passed a few so I figured I was doing okay. As I ticked down the last few miles of the bike, I started to mentally prep for the run.  A final 5K and I really wanted to be fast.

Hoping off the bike and heading out on the run (with a wave to Jerry), I started up “the hill”.  Let’s paint a picture. As you get out of transition, you are immediately met with a steep, fairly looong climb up hill.  You legs already feel like jello and that climb just seems to take forever.  Anyway, I joked with a fellow athlete about the hill and then as he pulled slightly away from me, I made it my mission to stay on his heels. He ended up pulling away at the very last few meters but I think I successfully kept up.  (He did say that I was keeping him on his toes because he could feel me pushing from behind). 🙂

Overall, a really solid performance, one that I am happy to start the season with.  A 1:30 PR and a faster run split on both the 1st and 2nd run. 1st AG and 8th overall women.  Awesome race, really well done and super fun. I’ll be back!

Let’s talk training!  The past few months have been going pretty well.  Knees have been pain free for about 3 months…hooray.  I am not sure if it was the PT or just them adjusting to the training load, but there has been no pain.  Big sigh of relief.  I have been doing A LOT of swimming. I think I finally hit the point where I don’t dread the swimming.  I get into the water, relax, and do my workout.  My swim times have leveled out a bit but they certainly are faster than I have ever experienced before.  I have to admit, it’s fun to swim fast.  I like being in the pool next to another swimmer and cruising past them. During many of the podcasts I listen to they talk about swimming with a group (a master swim program or a teammate) to help drive the pace, keep it competitive and keep pushing you.  I don’t have the opportunity to be part of a group at the moment, so I just use the other swimmers to help keep me accountable.

I have had my bike outside only 3 times this year so far.  REALLY, REALLY SAD FACE! It’s img_3567almost June people! The weather has not cooperated in Minnesota this spring.  But I keep chugging along on the trainer in the basement until we have a streak of solid nice weather.

This spring I did do a running block to train for a half marathon.  It was more intense than I ever thought it would be.  Many Saturday’s were spent logging 10-14 miles…and that was before the half marathon even happened.  I was supposed to run the Lake Minnetonka Half Marathon but as luck would have it, my daughter had a soccer tournament that weekend so I couldn’t commit to the actual race but did go out and run the distance later that afternoon on my own.  I recognize that I probably would have run a bit faster during the organized run but I accept that. I got it done and that was what mattered in my book.

This weekend will be the Buffalo Triathlon. Hopefully the water will warm up enough to have a swim. At the time of this blog, it’s still 56 degrees…..brrr! Check back for a race report next week.

Cheers!

Indoor Tri’s, Great Friends + Brunch: The Perfect Combo

A couple of weeks ago, Lifetime Fitness held their series of indoor triathlons. I was able to participate in the event at their Eagan club. As this was my 5th year participating, I was pretty well aware of what to expect. 10 minutes of swimming followed by 30 minutes of biking on the spin bike and ending with 20 minutes of running on the treadmill. This event really has a special place in my heart as a few friends and I do the event together and grab brunch afterwards. A sweet little reward after 70 minutes of hard work.

I was really looking forward to this year’s indoor tri to see if my Ironman training has made an impact on my results. I knew I wasn’t going to go my normal pace on the run due to my nagging knee injury but had set some aggressive (for me) goals on the swim (goal – 23 lengths) and bike (goal – 11.3 miles).

My group had an early wave time so we got toimg_3186 the pool and got prepped while the first wave was just finishing their swim. I always like to set my gear out in the locker so it’s easy to grab after the swim portion and I don’t have to think about what I need to dig out of my bag or find in a pocket. After a pre-swim rules review, the whistle sounded and we were off. My swim strategy was just to settle into a good pace and hold that for the 10 minutes. As I pushed off the wall on my first length, I noticed that my friend and “next lane over” mate took off well ahead of me. “No need to panic and sprint to keep up, just stay consistent” I kept telling myself. Luckily, I caught her after a few lengths and I could relax a bit again. Upon hearing the 1 minute warning whistle, I was at 20 lengths and knew I could get 2 more in. So down and back I went again and just after touching the wall to finish the 22nd length, the final whistle blew. I missed my goal by just 1 length but overall, I very happy with 22.

img_3182Off we went to change into our bike gear and I mentally prepped for what I consider my strongest portion of any triathlon (indoor or out). Lifetime gives 10 minutes to change for the bike and it’s amazing how fast the time goes by. If you aren’t hustling, you will likely miss the start of the bike and you won’t get a full 30 minutes. We quickly changed and shuffled, in our bike shoes, our way to the cycle studio. After I set up my bike and got settled into the saddle, I got into the push-pull mindset and set my legs to work as the Lifetime crew yelled “Go”. I must admit that I like pushing as big of watts as I can on the bike. Working my way up the mileage, I set my mind on the 11.3-mile goal. The volunteers in the cycle studio were awesome, they were very encouraging and kept us all motivated. In the last few minutes, I was racing the clock and pushing hard for the 11.3. I fell just short again and ended with 11.2. But no sad faces, I was thrilled with the result. In both the swim and bike, I had results that surpassed any of my previous indoor tri results.

As I mentioned, I knew I was going to take it easy on the run due to a knee pain that img_3185keeps cropping up. More to come on physical therapy and remediation in future posts. I got myself to a comfortable pace on the treadmill and just enjoyed the last 20 minutes of the event, laughing with the volunteers about the below freezing temps and already looking forward to the brunch food that would be in the near future.

I had a blast at my 5th indoor tri and was happy with my results (my solid swim and bike landed me an overall 1st place finish). Lifetime Fitness truly does an excellent job running these events. Capping the morning off with a delicious mimosa and quiche with my friends is what I call a great race!

Cheers!

Photo credit: Grifftown Photography