CA 70.3, 2015 edition



Last weekend Heidi and I raced the CA 70.3 in Oceanside. This was the third time I’d done this particular race — the last time was in 2010. I’m going to keep this short because I hate writing these things as much as people hate reading them (not like anyone reads this blog, but, that’s neither here nor there). Here’s the important stuff — the stats:

Swim (1.2 miles): 0:36:33
Bike (56 miles): 2:41:54
Run (13.1 miles): 1:49:16
Total: 5:17:58

Let me go on the record and just say I don’t really like racing all that much. The week of the race is nerve-racking (I still haven’t figured out the magic sauce to have a successful taper week) and the race itself hurts like hell and gives me serious heartburn in the hours before the start. I prefer hard training weeks where the only pressure is to get out of bed and kill your workout. But, I guess that’s the beauty of racing — it keeps you honest during your training and provides a nice checkpoint to assess how well things are going. As I get more experience and more races under my belt I’m also finding I’m less nervous on race day and am starting to feel like I have my shit together a bit more than I have in the past. Overall I’m pretty happy with how the race went this year. It was the fastest 70.3 I’d ever done so that’s cool. But, I keep thinking I’m capable of more, which is a good thing because it’s motivating me to want to work harder and get more serious for Boise 70.3 in June. Well, at least more serious for a non-serious racer, such as myself.

Anyway, back to the race, starting with the swim. Usually I’m freezing my ass off during the swim, but we lucked out and the water was very warm — by far the warmest of the three ocean races I’ve done. I was comfortable for most of the swim, but felt like I was pushing it pretty hard at times. The turnaround messed me up a bit, as I couldn’t find the next buoy. But, I got back on course and thought I had done a decent swim — until I stood up on the boat ramp and looked at my watch. Not sure what happened there, but not the best swim time for sure. It sounds like other folks experienced the same so maybe the course was a little long or there was a swell or something.

Me and Heidi at the start

Me and Heidi at the start

The bike was uneventful, which is always a good thing. Again, I was having fun and felt like I was in control, but still keeping things on the edge of uncomfortable. The “backside” of Pendleton is so pretty (think: rolling green hills everywhere). But, the last 10 miles of the course are a killer — always a headwind and always longer/harder than you think it should be. I didn’t see too many 40-44 males on the bike, which is usually a bad sign (i.e., they’re all ahead of me). But, I was the first one to rack my bike in my area so I was happy about that. Whenever I’m racing I’m always just happy to be “delivered” to the run start without having had any mechanicals or any major physical issues.

The run kind of sucked, but that’s nothing too revelatory since most triathlon runs kind of suck. The elastic race lace on my right shoe broke in transition so I had to tie some makeshift knots just to keep my shoe from falling off. And I had a pretty bad quad cramp right at the start of the run. But, I ran through that and started feel a little better as the run went on and I got settled in. There are a couple pretty steep little sections on the run course and going up the first one caused my right hamstring to totally cramp. Again, though, I just ran through it and it finally went away. My friend Monica flew by me around mile 3. I dug deep and decided to try to keep up with her. That worked until I tripped on a seam in the street and fell down. Not the best start to the run, but thankfully I didn’t get hurt and was able to keep pushing it. It’s a minor miracle, but somehow I was able to finish the run without having to walk. Normally the run in a 70.3 is pure torture, but it sure seemed worse this time. I think I went out a bit too hard on the bike because I was totally shelled on the run.

On the run

On the run

Overall, it was a really fun race. I love racing here in our backyard because we’re racing with our friends and there are a lot of people we know cheering us on. I’m happy that I was able to stick it out on the run and not give in to the ever-present temptation to walk.

Finished!

Finished!

Up next: Boise 70.3 in June!



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