The 1/2 Ironman Triathlon was earlier than the previous years – March instead of September.
Once again, we entered Tri50+ with myself doing the swim (1.9 km), Richard doing the cycling (90 km) and David doing the run (21 km). We were disappointed with our time and position last year so we were determined to do better, even though the obligations at work did not always give us all the opportunities we would have liked to train and both David and I had to travel just before the race.
My day began at 4:30 AM when I woke up and finished well past midnight when I finally could go to sleep in the airplane taking me to Paris. Everything was ready so all I had to do is get dressed, collect my bag and leave for the East Coast Park where the event will take place. Since I had not looked at the set-up on Saturday, I spent the first few minutes just orienting myself, particularly for the return from the swim to the cycle. They had changed the transition area and therefore I wanted to make sure that I knew where everything was.
At 6AM I got my numbers (they always paint numbers on your arms so that they can identify the bodies that they recover in Indonesia after the race – just kidding…) and than ran into Richard and Donald – Donald is once again doing the full triathlon on his own. Richard got his arm “tatoo’ed” as well even though there was limited risk of him getting lost at sea.
By 7 AM all was set and we listened to the final race briefing. At 7:15, the elite athletes (man and women) left and 5 minutes later, all ladies amateur athletes were given the start. I was in the third wave, all teams plus men 18-24 and 50+.
The start of the swim was tougher than usual as I was not able to get to the front and I was therefore stuck in a washing machines of arms, legs, knees and elbows for about 200 m. I discovered immediately that there was a significant current that would actually be in my favour for the outward leg, but dead against me heading home. My first lap was OK – I felt good and was passing as many people as were passing me. However, the very short run on the beach between the first and second lap really got to me. It was good that David was there to encourage me loudly, but I still do not like running in soft sand. I had to slow down at the beginning of the second lap to recover. Fortunately, I could once again count on the current, even stronger now, to take me to the turning point.
The way back was very tough. I was barely moving against the current. I had to swim as hard as I could just to gain a little bit and it seemed to take forever. I passed a few swimmers who must have been moving backwards. Finally, I reached the last marker and I could turn toward the beach and the final run to the transition area. Out of the water and an easy jog up the path toward HOME – I do not want a repeat of last year when I tore a muscle at this stage. Richard is waiting for me at the transition, takes the timing chip and leaves on his bike – I am spent, but David is there to lift my spirits.
After 50 minutes, Richard is back at the end of his first 30 km lap.
We see several cyclists changing tyres because of punctures and two of the elite athletes quit the race because of punctures – one pulled a large thumb tack from his tyre in disgust. After another 50 minutes, Richard is back and starts his last lap.
You can see one rider fixing his tyre behind Richard on this shot…
And now, all we can do is wait. Several other ‘runners’ are also waiting for their ‘cyclist’ to return and we chat. Some people are trying to concentrate on their own – the transition area is somewhat of a mess as every athlete has a lot of gear to support such a long race. There are very few bicycles at this time – most people are still in the cycling leg.
After 45 minutes since his last passage, David is ready for the run – but no Richard. 50, than 55 minutes pass and still no Richard. He finally arrives, I grab his bicycle and David grabed the timing chip and he is off on the last leg. Richard tells me that he too had a puncture, also a thumb tack. Where he stopped there were several other people actually fixing their tyres, as if some one had intentionally thrown tacks on the road to disrupt the race – who would do such a thing? Richard is very tired too, but recovers fast.
Richard and I watch David running up and down for his three laps – he is keeping up with the two teams in front of him and staying away from the team behind him – keeping position. Here he is in the middle of the first lap
He still looks good at the middle of the race
He started to struggle during the last lap but still finished with a faster time than last year. I estimate that there are about a dozen teams in front of us, much better than last year when we finished 29th overall.
You have to remember when looking at the clock that we left 15 minutes after the top athletes and therefore our time is only about 5h34m50s, a decent time. We are all exhausted at the end of the race. We get our finisher’s medals, and we are off to freshen up and recover at home. I still need to pack for my trip!
At about 5PM I get an SMS from Richard that says: “We came 2cnd. Well Done!” I was not quite sure what he meant. So I sent a message asking if we are 2nd? Must be in Men’s category. And Richard confirmed that we were indeed Second and that we would be getting trophies! We were 10th overall, so were actually beaten by 7 mixed and 1 ladies teams. It is a mixed team who took the overall victory for teams, about 20 minutes faster than us.
Here are the trophies that Audrey was kind enough to pick up for us – I have not seen them yet, other than this picture. Those of you who know can recognise the road in the background.
Another wonderful experience…
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Congratulations on the award for your three-man triathalon!
I normally think about triathalons as a battle of will against person limits. The strong currents are a bit of a surprise, but the thumb tacks are clearly beyond the scope of academic endeavours. The bicycling purist would probably disdain the heavier weight of run-flat tires. Thumb tacks would probably pierce any shield.