A friend pointed out to me today that I always seem to have some kind of funny or weird story about every race I do. This is definitely true for the Toughman half ironman I did on Sunday.
Race day began as ordinarily as they come. Transition set up went smoothly, body marking…check, timing chip…check. I laid everything out the way I always do on my towel and made my way over to the water’s edge as I ate an Odwalla bar.
It was super low tide, so when the horn sounded, there was a whole lot of hopping, dolphin diving, more hopping, trying to swim…nope…more hopping. When I finally started to swim, I settled quickly into my pace and reminded myself that I need to race in the water and not once I get out, like I seem to always want to do. I’ve been doing a lot of sighting practice all summer since whenever I swim off the boat, I’m always watching out for other boats, rocks and whatnot. This proved to be valuable experience, as I was a lot better at staying on course and navigating the buoys. A couple times, I found the feet of a strong swimmer and drafted for a bit. It’s amazing how much energy this saves. Coming back to shore, again, it was swim, swim, hop, hop, dolphin dive, hop, hop. This is a lot of work to do before starting my ride, I thought.
As I emerged, I looked up to see my friend Kristin with a look of both shock and excitement on her face. She shouted that I was fourth out of the water and not far behind the leader. Sweet! I entered transition feeling really pumped. Just as I’m mounting the bike and congratulating myself on such a fast transition, I realize I’ve forgotten to grab my nutrition. All I have are the two water bottles on the bike, each with only 90 calories of carbs in it. Crap. I shook it off and figured I’d ration the two bottles and use the bottle exchange at mile 36 if I felt I needed to.
Throughout the bike course, I kept thinking, “they don’t call it ‘Toughman’ for nothing!” This is a challenging course. But wow, is it beautiful. At least there’s some reward for all the work the athletes put in. Not to mention the volunteers and cops at each intersection and along the course who were just amazing. Just as I finished my first bottle, I approached the bottle exchange. I slowed a bit, but decided I still had a whole other bottle and felt really good so I’d pass. Not more than a mile later, I hit a huge bump and there went the second bottle. Double crap. But instead of letting this get me down, I told myself, “Now you’re lighter. Move!” I know my pace picked up in the second half of the bike. I think it was partially because I just wanted to get back to T2 where I knew I’d have my Odwalla bars and gel flask waiting for me. That and there’s a nice elevation loss on the way back.
Back into transition, someone told me I was still in fourth. I was hoping to move up at least one spot on the bike, but given I was at such a huge caloric deficit, I was happy to have not been passed.
Finally getting some calories into my body felt great and though my legs were a bit wobbly, I was happy to be running. The run course is absolutely breathtaking. A large portion of it is through a park with gravel and dirt trails and for a while, I got to run through a beautiful park all by myself! Thankfully, the route was so well marked that I never had to worry about being off course and was able to just enjoy the moment. Like the bike course, the run is quite challenging. Because of all the hills, and changes between dirt and paved sections, my mile splits were all over the place, but I focused on pushing myself just enough and tried to not worry about the numbers so much.
At around mile 7, I reached a turnaround and saw a woman behind me moving in fast. I brought my pace up and tried so hard to hold her off but by mile 8, she passed and I knew I wasn’t going to catch her. In the end, over 70.3 miles, she was the only woman to pass me. I approached the finish and learned I was fifth female overall. Considering I did the entire race on about 300 calories, I’m happy with this and even happier to have taken 14 minutes off my previous ½ ironman PR; down to 5:05 from 5:19! Next up, Montauk MightyMan in three weeks, where I’m hoping to break 5 hrs. Anyone who knows me knows how much Montauk means to me and how much energy I draw just from being there. I’m really looking forward to that race!
