The Calm Before The Storm |
After driving over the night before with Greg and Natalie,
we stayed at the Swansons. It
sounds like a resort, and in a way, it was. Tim and Andi treated us to phenomenal hospitality,
a phenomenal dinner, and phenomenal accommodations in their phenomenal new
home. Tim likes it when I use the
word ‘phenomenal.’ Staying with
the Swanson family was a lot of fun and afforded us an opportunity to catch up
and step out of “race mode.”
But, race morning came and we were up before the sun and at
the race venue before the sun as well.
The morning was cool, and forecasted temps were in the mid 70s. A typical early fall day.
The swim was in the Willamette, which is a river with
minimal current. But based on the
swim times, there must have been more current that I suspected. We went off in waves and I was the 3rd
of the 4 waves for the men. I didn't mind because I like
racing from behind. Though the
swim is a little chaotic, it’s nice to see people on the bike and run. At the start, I was able to catch up
with some athletes I had not seen for a bit, who would also be likely the most
competitive people as well. A
couple of the guys were super cyclist David Gettle, and all rounder Craig Dean
(who also writes for racecenter.com). Gettle was finishing his long season here in Portland, and Craig was just
coming off a first time Ironman finish up in Canada in a smoking time of
9:50. I knew there would be others
that I didn’t know that would pop up as well. Gettle started 2 minutes ahead in
wave 2. So I could use him as a
marker for my race.
The swim was interesting. Right when the horn sounded, I took one step and dove
in. On my first stroke, I felt a
hand/arm hit my face and my goggles immediately shifted to a 45 degree angle on
my face. I understand that you can
easily adjust your goggles when swimming, but trying to do that in the first
100 meters of a race would be stupid.
So I swam by feel a bit for the first 300 yards to a point where I felt
there was a little separation. I
rolled over on my back, did a quick flip of my B70 goggles, and was on my
way. We swam directly into the
sun, and with the multiple waves ahead, there was really nothing to spot
off of. I just kept plodding along, not
really “working” too hard. I
eventually made the turn at the far end and was heading back. I have found that when you cannot
really see where you are going, it is better to relax and swim smart rather
than going hard in the wrong direction.
I used people as my guide as well as the shoreline.
Heading Out |
Heading Into T2 |
I exited the water and felt relatively good. I was running quite well up the ramp
and to T1. I could hear some
cheers for me and figured they were from the Swansons. Nice to hear that. When I race away from home, and my
family isn’t with me, I miss those cheers from Jessi and the tiny, yet
enormous, voice of Emma. Owen
might chime in too by setting off the car alarm with the remote. T1 wasn’t a short run, but not too long
either. I peeled off my B70 Helix and was able to get on my shoes quickly. I
decided to put on my cycling shoes in T1 since the start of the bike was
immediately up hill…like a 15% hill.
If I were to wait until I was on my bike, it may not happen. All was going to plan. My QR CD0.1 was running smooth as
always producing the power I needed.
At the top of the hill, about 1k in, I passed Gettle, and he knew
it. I could hear him pick it up to
match my pace. I decided to ride a
little harder than I normally do for the first bit, but no later than 2
minutes, Gettle came by me. I
decided to see what kind of ‘relative’ watts he was pushing to see how far off
I was. It seemed he was lower than
what I was doing, but decided to stay behind for a bit. After a mile or so, I made the
pass. After 4 more miles, I saw
that I had about 10-15 seconds on him.
Hmmm…not too much. But
after another 4 miles the gap grew to about 30 seconds. I think I was starting to put some time
into him now. I kept it
steady and rolled into T2 feeling ready for the run and the…gulp…hill.
Finishing The Run |
This run was all over the place. Steep ups, downs, paths, roads, sidewalks, bridges…you name
it. It never got boring. Right when I left T2, Greg said, “It’s
steep at the start.” Darn, it must
be bad. But I just settled in and
kept on moving forward. The top
came and I was back up to full speed.
I was told that I was in 2nd. Hmmm…in all reality I knew he did not really know my “place”
but he did know that there was one person ahead of me. I eventually had him in my sight, and I
could see the lead bike for him as well.
I passed him near 2.5 and was now the ‘leader.’ I kept telling myself to relax and
settle in. No reason to reach for
anything right now. Get to 5
miles. I was running across the
St. John’s bridge and was feeling good.
It was nice to see all the others out there too. I gave people I came up on a little pat
on the back, and a ‘nice work,’ when I went by. The last kilometer is pretty much downhill and I tried not
to kill myself. I came into the
finish and saw the Swansons, and Gallaghers. Again, friendly faces.
I gave the lead bike rider a high 5, and made the turn to the
finish. I snuck in under 2 hours
on a good course. Nice!
The Finish |
The rest of the day was spent eating post race food and
waiting to awards. This is always
a nice time to catch up with people and hear about the day’s events. I was able to talk with the director
who wanted to know what changes could be made, which is always nice to
hear. But in the big picture, they
did very well. Just under 1000
people at a new race site in a city.
That alone is a tough one.
They did amazingly. I
walked away with a cool trophy and some prizes. Fruits of a hard 2 hours work.
I Never Had A Bowling Trophy... |
Thanks to all the amazing staff at TIMEX, and TIMEX Multisport, for outfitting the team, and giving us the support we need to perform at our best.
Craig Dean, racecenter.com writer, did a race report for this event too. I, personally, like it a lot. If you read it, you will see why. It can be found HERE.