Swim
What would you do differently?: Learn to swim better! I let people go past me because I did not want to get beat up in the head too much. I should have stayed in the front (I *was* in the front while wading) and really pushed it. I would have had a faster time. I also should have stayed outside - as far outside in the river as possible since the faster current was there. I would like to re-do this please! Transition 1
Comments: My T1 times are always awful and this one included a very long run barefoot on concrete to transition. I have plantar fasciatis. I was supposed to put down shoes at the swim exit early in the morning. But of course, I never made it there early in the morning. Sigh. So there I was doing the barefoot run/walk, hoping that none of my injuries would act up. This took a looooooooooooong time. Plus, I seem to have this problem of socializing in T1. It's like a debriefing. Why am I SO friendly and social? Why?! (Oh yeah. I really had to pee and seeing that I did not want to make the same mistakes I did at Wildflower with multiple pee breaks, I took the liberty of peeing right there in transition in my tri shorts. Just squatted very close to the ground and uhh..ya. This was something I said I would *never* do. Only those crazy triathletes do that. *cough*) What would you do differently?: 1) Not towel off (except feet) 2) Learn to bike/run without socks 3) Get to transition early so that I can put the shoes out at swim exit. 4) NOT TALK TO PEOPLE Bike
What would you do differently?: I would a) not lose my nutrition out of my bento box during ride (and therefore adding to severe littering problem during the NYC Tri) - it went flying out! and b) not lose my CO2 pump while going over severe potholes (again adding to littering issue) and c) rode hard all the way through and taken more risks to pass. I think. Transition 2
Comments: This was a much better transition. And I was too tired and mad about losing $30.00 CO2 pump to talk. What would you do differently?: Learn to run sockless. Run
Comments: I had major GI issues in that I really had to do #2 since mile 1.5. However, I did not want to lose time, so I decided to hold it. Bad mistake! Every mile I was going slower and slower and slower. By mile 5, I decided I better just go to the port-a-potty. Leaving a port-a-potty, I never felt so great! I think I ran faster than I did all year. What a relief! :-P And all of that physical therapy really helped with my hip. I felt much stronger. What would you do differently?: I SHOULD have gone to the bathroom right away instead of waiting. It made for a miserable and slow first few miles. I would have actually saved time if I would have gone right away. Post race
Warm down: Trying to figure out how to meet my father walking all over the finish area. :-) Stretched when I saw him. Felt great. My dear old dad said, "I was shocked to see you come by so fast. I thought you would be one of the last ones. I wasn't even looking for you yet." Greeeeeeeaaat. Thanks for the vote of confidence Pop. What limited your ability to perform faster: Fear. Bathroom needs. Lack of self-confidence. Discombobulated set-up. Event comments: Okay - so I make no sense. I don't think there were very good post-race activities, but hey this is New York City. It's not like they have space to throw in a carnival or something. And yes, the bike course was treacherous but that adds to the NYC intense fun right? :-) Only in New York. And the event was not on time because they were trying to wait for weather. So why was this the best race? BECAUSE I HAD SO MUCH DARNED FUN!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVED THIS RACE!! I am already thinking how I can do better next year, Lord willing. Last updated: 2009-01-08 12:00 AM
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I could not sleep the night before. I fretted and was worried about 1) rain and 2) fluids for the bike since I did not have any Gatorade Endurance. (Do NOT go to Modells or similar chain sports stores for things like Gatorade Endurance. The salesman told me - they did not carry it but - did I try the CVS across the street? WHY do I even go in there?! They should have a sign: If you are serious about your sport, do not shop here.)
Thankfully, Kristen (fellow BTer) offered to let me mix up some Endurance from her huge stash. Thank God for Kristen! But seeing that I had never met her before, and that my nerves were shot, I was a nervous wreck, and first I had to find her! I finally got out of bed at ~10:30 p.m. and mixed together some regular Gatorade with half a teaspoon of salt just in case to try to emulate the Endurance formula.
Still I woke up a few times during the night.
Wake up at 4:00 a.m. and prodded out of bed by a teammate who called en route to transition. SHE was almost there. She exclaimed, "Are you still sleeping?!?!" I replied, "Oh no.. um.. I was getting up now..."
I dragged myself from bed, prayed, thought, "Why did I even sign up for this race? Maybe I was not meant to do it." Sigh.
Ate whole wheat english muffin with organic peanut butter. Drank water.
I think the warm up was me running from my father's car when he dropped me off at Riverside Park (late! I drove like a maniac through Manhattan from the Bronx! I think I scared the cabs!!) at 5:30 a.m. to transition. I grabbed my stuff from the trunk and yelled out, "I am in a hurry!!". I pointed to the other triathlets and said, "Do you see all of those people running? They are running for a reason!! (Since transition was scheduled to close at 5:45 a.m.) I told my poor elderly father, who is afraid to drive in Manhattan, that he had to find parking. Off I went!
I found my area, threw down my stuff (I think it was the messiest I have ever set up a transition area), ran and found Kristen. (YAY!) Quickly mixed up some Gatorade Endurance while spilling some all over the place, ran back, and was trying to assemble my gear. My nerves were on end as they kept announcing that transition was closing in 10... then 5... minutes. Then volunteers were coming by asking if I required assistance. Oh yea. I need assistance alright.
I made myself do both #1 and #2 in a park bathroom en route to swim start. And I mean really MADE myself. I sat there for quite a while but all I kept thinking about was how I needed to get to my 6:32 a.m. swim start. I met one of my TNT Coaches in the line for the bathroom. She was "in the zone". I said, "I was late!" She replied, "You're always late." "Remember to smile." GREAT! :-D
I proceeded to swim start wearing second pair of beat up run shoes that I planned to have sent back in the clothing bag. Oh no! Is that my running/bike socks?! Why are they still on my feet?! EEEEEEEEEEEE.. I have not trained biking/running sockless! Then I remembered that, thank God, I had an extra pair in my bag back at transition that I was just too lazy to take out from my last triathlon. Laziness prevails. Phew. Still. Why am I such an idiot sometimes?
How long IS the walk to swim start? I could do half a marathon just getting to the swim start. All I saw were men, which I knew raced after me, therefore, I figured all of the women were already there and here I was the lone ranger female trying to make it to swim start. Oh I didn't mention that I ate a Cliff bar and drank sports drank on the long trek to swim start. Gotta fuel up just to get there!!
Finally, I saw the water. Found chip distribution. Where the heck is body marking? My heart was going a mile a minute. Well, if this doesn't get me warmed up, then I don't know what will. Dropped off clothing bag, got marked, and off I went to find my wave.
Yay! Found wave! What? They are running 20 minutes behind?! I did all that running for nothing?! *scream* Oh well. Breathe. Breathe. This is for fun.
Prayed - on my knees. And also off my knees. Could not do my normal pre-race warm up of singing praise songs. Also could barely find time to stretch. Then I thought, "Well, this is just going to be one fast race!'
Finally it is my wave's turn. I REALLY REALLY REALLY had to pee and could not wait to get into the water to do so! Fox news comes over and decides to interview me about my weight loss and what it felt like to do a triathlon en route to the dock. Umm.. this is a bad time? I smiled, agreed that I was nervous, that triathlons were fun, and oh yes - I had to go ... (in more ways than one - heh)
What a rush just getting there!