Ironman Louisville - TriathlonFull Ironman

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Louisville, Kentucky
United States
World Triathlon Corporation
75F / 24C
Total Time = 12h 10m 3s
Overall Rank = 827/2388
Age Group = F25-29
Age Group Rank = 26/89
Pre-race routine:

Finished up the last 6 hours of driving to Louisville and got into town a bit after 1pm. First stop was trying to check into the hotel, but no luck despite having requested early check in when I booked my room nearly 11 months in advance! Walked down to packet pick-up to get my race stuff, weigh in, check out the expo, etc. Checked email and eventually got into my room and unloaded all my gear. After some lounging around I got a call from GreenFlashIPA (Josh) and we walked down to a local brewery for some carbo-loading. Had some excellent beer and a BBQ chicken pizza, then we headed to the convention center for the pre-race meeting. Zzzzzz!! Boring! Afterwards met up with Patricio and his family. Headed back to my room to lounge around a bit before picking my Dad up at the airport. Then a late night beer at 4th Street Live with my Dad to end the night.

Up too early after a late night, but I wanted to check out the water during the practice swim. Swim went ok, water was murky but warm. Cleaned up and headed to a local cafe & bakery for fabulous cinnamon rolls and coffee. Checked out the expo, got free body composition testing, then back to the hotel to pack up gear and drop it off at the transition area. Went back to the same brewery for lunch and bumped into Josh & a friend of his there. Puttered around the rest of the day and had more beer with dinner (noticing a pattern?).
Event warmup:

Alarm went off at 5am. My Dad said “Good Morning Sunshine” and appeared to go back to sleep. I got dressed in the dark, made a PB sandwich and headed out. It was ~0.5 mile walk to transition and I quickly regretted not grabbing some coffee at the bagel shop in the hotel lobby. Oh well. Got into the transition, added 2 bottles to my bike, filled the aerodrink, checked the tires and brakes and started the walk to the start. Took about 10 minutes to get to the start area. Got body marked and headed for the line. There was a coffee shop by the dock / start of the line, which I thought I might head back to after I found a port-o-john. Found the port-o-johns and a HUGE line. I waited and waited and waited.... watching hundreds of people file past to get in line. Shoot. Must’ve taken a good 20 minutes or more!! By the time I was done with that, I figured it was getting late enough and decided to just head for the back of the line. So, I walked... and walked... and walked... I contemplated just sitting and waiting for the end of the line to get to me once the race had started (but I really didn’t want to be last in). After about another mile of walking, I found the end of the line, checked my watch and found it was almost race time. We slowly shuffled forward and I was back near the port-o-johns at 7:30 or so, handed over my morning clothes bag and realized I still had my sandals on. Oops. Chucked them in the garbage. Soon I could actually see the dock we were jumping off of.... woohoo!! Jogged down, ran to the far dock, over the chip mat and CANNONBALL!!!
  • 1h 19m 24s
  • 4224 yards
  • 01m 53s / 100 yards

The idiot behind me jumped into the same spot as me and landed on my legs. Dude! Took off and did quite a bit of weaving trying to find a clear path of water. Swimming into the sun in water with 6 inches of visibility made it tough to see people. Swim, swim, swim... oh goody, the end of the island... we must be making the turn soon. Hmmmm... I don’t see people turning... ok... swim a bit more... still not turning?? Sheesh. I think we swam at least 400 yards beyond the island before making the turn to head down river to the swim exit. I really couldn’t feel much of a current at all. Just a heck of a lot of chop from all the people thrashing about and wake from the police/coast guard boats moving around. I had some a-hole swim over my left side. Sure, given the lack of visibility I can understand not seeing someone, but the guy took like 5 strokes swimming over me. I was very tempted to grab his ankle and give it a good yank, but decided to play nice. Pretty much the entire way I was dodging slow people, getting bumped around, etc. Finally I could see the exit, but was blocked in by idiots who were practically stopping. Uhhh... dude... MOVE!!... you may want to dilly-dally out here, but not me!! Up the stairs and running into transition.
What would you do differently?:

Transition 1
  • 05m 4s

Grabbed my bike gear and headed for the changing tent. Took a seat and struggled with my too-tight socks (silly me), shoes, sunglasses, helmet. Ok... um... now what do I do with my bag?? Help!! They didn’t seem to have a marked spot to drop the bags or anyone taking them! Wasting time here people.... help!! Got out and headed to the sunblock station and got white goop slapped on both shoulders. I tried spreading it around with my wet hands and wound up with white hands with brown beads of river water.... ewwww!! Grabbed my bike and headed for the exit.
What would you do differently?:

Bigger socks; bike jersey to cover shoulders.
  • 6h 24m 57s
  • 112 miles
  • 17.46 mile/hr

Hopped on the bike and took off, trying to avoid the idiots swerving all over. Turning onto the road I heard my name called out and saw my Dad. Once things thinned out I dropped into the aerobars and kept telling myself “don’t eat the paste!!”. I hadn’t gotten the chance to ride or even drive the course, but I had studied the elevation profile. I knew we had ~8 miles of so a basically flat, one hill from the detour, and then flat to rolling for another 10 miles or so to the out and back segment. So I knew it would be easy to go fast during the early miles, but it would be a bad idea to push hard. There were tons and tons of people, but it wasn’t as bad as I had envisioned. I actually found myself passing a lot of people, but then I had started near the back of the line, so I figured there couldn’t be more than 500 people behind me. Hit the first hill and though “hey, that wasn’t so bad”. Several more gently rolling miles (during which my rear bottle ejected right before I went to dump it into my aerodrink... d’oh!) and we were on the out and back section. From all I read it had seemed like this section was particularly dangerous with rough roads, 2-way bike traffic and 2 of the bigger hills on the course. Started on a nice descent, passing people despite braking a bit. Whhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Flew down going close to 40mph and cruised up the other side and out to the turn.... then did the same thing on the way back. That had to be the best part of the course!!

Continued on the bike out to the loop and on to the LaGrange festival. It was fairly uneventful out there. Lots of passing going on, only a couple good climbs – only one that forced me out of the saddle. Played leap frog with a couple people. I was amazed at how many guys I was passing that were all decked out with deep-dish front wheels, disc rear wheels and aero helmets. It’s not that I was going that fast... but they were going that slow. On a one-lane road I did see someone had spray painted in orange “Ironman” with a slash through it. :-( Geee, I know that a lot of roads get shut down for one day and you probably had a run-in with some idiot cyclist being an a-hole, but this event does bring in a LOT of money to the area. Around 40 miles I finally started taking in calories (had been feeling a bit off after drinking a lot of nasty river water). I also was ready to get off the bike, seeing as how the only tube of aquaphor I had was in my special needs bag at 65 miles. Ouch. Big mistake. The last 10 miles of the first loop (50-60) were pretty sucky. The terrain seemed pretty flat to me, especially considering all I had heard about “relentless hills”, which didn’t help. Hit the turn for loop 2 and knew I had 5 miles to go until special needs... oh thank god!!

Quick stop at special needs to apply aquaphor and back on the course. Felt pretty good again and seemed to be maintaining the same pace (though I was paying absolutely no attention to current or average pace – on purpose). At this point it seemed a lot of other people were taking the downhills easy, but I was flying down them and using the momentum to get up the next “hill”. Hit the end of the loop and knew there was ~20 miles to go.... woohoo!! With about 15 miles left I started cranking up the pace. Terrain was flat or downhill, lots of people sitting up on the pursuit bars taking it easy... and me... flying down the road like a maniac, ready to get my run on. Got into the downtown area and knew I was close when I passed the spot I had been waiting in line at in the morning.
What would you do differently?:

Train more.
Transition 2
  • 05m 6s

Darn near fell off my bike after I hopped off!! Jogged into the tent on half-numb feet, shoe change, hat, gels and out to a port-o-john (thankfully no line!). Took off up the chute looking for my Dad, but figuring he wasn’t there yet as my bike was 35 minutes faster than expected. Oops, my bad!
  • 4h 15m 31s
  • 26.2 miles
  • 09m 45s  min/mile

Ugh. Legs felt fine... in fact, they felt better than I had expected. But every time I tried to ramp up the pace I felt tired and would get a stitch. I had run out of G’ade late on the bike and knew I probably had not taken in enough calories. I had been hoping to run a 4 hour marathon, but gave up on that as a possibility around 10 miles. From there until the end it was more about survival. Around 14 miles we finished the first loop, passed less than a block away from the finish at 4th Street Live and headed south again. Talk about cruel and unusual punishment!! I was trying to run as hard as I could between aid stations, then walk through getting water or coke. Also, I realized how much I dislike a pancake flat, paved course. At least a hill gives me an excuse to walk and not feel like a wimp! 3 miles to go I went around a corner and there was an enthusiastic spectator with a megaphone telling runners they were awesome and called me “the Queen of Awesome”. Yeah!!! That totally made my day. Eventually I made my way back north to 4th Street Live and the finish. Tons and tons of cheering spectators!!
What would you do differently?:

Not hammer the end of the bike. More bricks. Eat/drink more on bike.
Post race

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01:19:24 | 4224 yards | 01m 53s / 100yards
Age Group: 41/89
Overall: 798/2388
Performance: Average
Start type: Plus:
Water temp: 80F / 27C Current:
200M Perf. Average Remainder: Average
Breathing: Good Drafting:
Waves: Navigation: Average
Time: 05:04
Performance: Average
Cap removal: Good Helmet on/
Suit off:
Wetsuit stuck? Run with bike: Yes
Jump on bike: No
Getting up to speed:
06:24:57 | 112 miles | 17.46 mile/hr
Age Group: 34/89
Overall: 1131/2388
Performance: Average
Road:   Cadence:
Turns: Cornering: Good
Gear changes: Good Hills: Good
Race pace: Comfortable Drinks: Not enough
Time: 05:06
Overall: Average
Riding w/ feet on shoes
Jumping off bike
Running with bike
Racking bike
Shoe and helmet removal
04:15:31 | 26.2 miles | 09m 45s  min/mile
Age Group: 22/89
Overall: 827/2388
Performance: Below average
Keeping cool Drinking Just right
Post race
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Physical exertion [1-5]
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Lots of volunteers?
Plenty of drinks?
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