I first thought about trying a triathlon in early July as I was getting ready to run my second 5k of the summer. I was on my way out to tour the 5k course and I had a fleeting thought that a triathlon sounded fun but only knew a little about triathlons and it was pretty generic. I started by learning the basics; the distances, the different types of events, and transitions. My initial goal was to participate in the Lifetime Indoor Triathlon in the spring of 2012 and then their Mid-Summer Triathlon in July. My target was the sprint distance which typically is a 750 meter swim, a 20k bike ride, and a 5k run.
A couple of days after the 5k I grabbed my bike one morning and rode aiming for 20k. I was able to do it relatively easily though I was pretty tired at the end of the ride. I rode a few times and found myself getting better at the distance and even had some energy to spare as I finished up my rides. I was also increasing my run distances; I started at 3 miles as part of my 5k training and increased it by .5 miles per week until I hit 5 miles. At that point I decided I’d try to find an event in the late summer/early fall to race in. My initial goal was just to finish and hopefully not be the last one to cross the finish line.
I found the St. Croix Valley Sprint Distance Triathlon which while not an official USAT event was made up of a 1/3 mile swim, 10 mile bike and a 4 mile run. It was scheduled for a weekend that we didn’t already have earmarked for anything else so that became the target for my training.
I started by doing what I now would call mini-bricks which were done indoor at my gym where I would ride a stationary bike for 30 minutes and then run on a treadmill for 20. After I was able to get through a couple of those I thought it was time to try swimming. I expected swimming to come pretty easily since I swam a bunch as a kid at the beach and fancied myself a pretty decent swimmer. My swimming expectations were FAR off from my actual ability in the pool. My first swim was brutal. I could barely make it down and back in the pool, my goggles leaked and I was so winded I thought I might just pass out after each lap. I was honestly worried that I wouldn’t have enough time to get my swimming up to where it needed to be. For my second swimming attempt I swapped goggles and tried again. Surprisingly the swim, while not great, was much better than my first feeble attempt and my goggles didn’t leak. From that point on (late July) I made a point to get in the pool at least twice, if not three times per week. I studied swimming strokes on Youtube and just generally tried to increase my fundamental knowledge of how to swim better.
From mid-July to the week before the race I worked out on average of 5 or 6 days a week. Two in the pool, one longer bike ride, one easy run with weights, one interval run with weights, and a brick where I would bike about 10 miles and run 4-5. Thankfully, my wonderful mother-in-law watches the kids during the day in the summer so I was pretty much able to get a healthy portion of the weekly workouts in before going into work. My amazing wife also let me sneak in quite a few training sessions in the evenings or on weekends when I could have spent time with her (and/or the kids). With all of my training I felt like a goal of finishing in under 2 hours was reasonable.
The last major hurdle was this hill on the bike course – it easily was steeper and longer than any hill I had ever ridden on a bike. I spent plenty of time thinking about it and nearly psyched myself out by driving it in early August. The weekend before the race I grabbed my bike and headed over to the course. I rode the hill and made it all the way up. It was tough on the way up, but lots of fun on the way down. I also ran 90% of the run course to complete the brick for the week. Unfortunately this last week I ran a bit more than normal (as it turns out about 40% more according to my Nike+ app) so my legs were really exhausted the week leading up to the race. I took it easy that last week; I swam once and ran a couple of short runs before the race.
I barely slept the night before the race, and it didn’t help that the morning of the race was an early one. Thankfully I had packed all of my stuff the night before with exception of a couple of quick things. We got out the door and it was still very dark outside. The temperature was in the mid 50s and felt pretty chilly. The closer we got to Hudson the more nervous I became; I was nervous about pretty much everything from setup to completing the race to not wanting to look like an idiot in front of all of the much more experienced athletes. We got there very early and I was able to get my transition area setup without much issue. I picked a spot straight up from the swimming entrance and more-or-less halfway between the bike in/out and the run out areas.
I shuffled over to the registration area to get my number marked on my legs and arm. Then I experienced probably the toughest thing I would experience all day: waiting. Because we got there plenty early there was about an hour to wait until the start of the race. I finally ditched my sweat pants and started to warm up a little bit just before the pre-race meeting. Then it was time to head down to the water; I tossed my windbreaker to my beautiful wife and made my way to the water. There was about 5 minutes to the start of the race so I got in the river and tried to get a little bit acclimated to the water. I also had a chance to make sure my goggles were on and watertight. The water temperature was about 70 degrees which was an easy 10-15 degrees warmer than the air which meant coming back out of the water to get lined up for the start was pretty chilly with the wind. Thankfully I only had to wait a minute or so before the starting whistle. The first couple of minutes in the swim was just chaos in the water. I was kicked once or twice which I had read about but never experienced in training. I swallowed a bit of the St. Croix right away which wasn’t what I was hoping for, but as the stronger and faster swimmers put some distance between us I was able to get into a little bit of a rhythm and made some progress. I pretty much went with my plan to stick to the breast stroke and side stroke and it worked alright but the current of the river along with the pretty steady wind definitely slowed me down a bit. It seemed both like a spit second and an eternity but I was down the first side of the swim and making the first turn. Unfortunately, the second wave’s stronger swimmers were catching up to us slow-pokes in the first wave. I kept moving through the water at my pace and eventually I was coming up on shore. I made my way up to the transition area as quickly as I could but my heart was racing so it was tough to coordinate getting my socks, shoes, shirt and helmet on for the bike.
I did eventually get my gear for the second leg of the race on and made my way to the in/out point and got on the bike. For the first mile I was just trying to get into my cadence and my heart rate stabilized. Pretty soon I was moving along at my normal pace which by the amount of people passing me was slow compared to a bunch of competitors but I was feeling pretty good overall. I had a chance to draft another guy going down a hill which was pretty cool as I could really feel the draft almost pulling me forward faster. As I saw (and felt) the big hill looming ahead I tried to get my cadence where I wanted it but about halfway up the hill on the steepest part my chain fell off my bike which had happened in training once or twice. I hopped off and got it back on as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, I had lost all momentum and as I saw a couple of others walking their bikes up the hill I decided it was okay if I did the same. I only had about 150 feet to go to the crest of the steepest part of the climb. I got back on the saddle and tried to get my speed back up. At the top of the hill I made the glorious turn to head back down. I downshifted as much as I could to get as much power and speed out of the decent as possible. The way down the hills were really fun, and REALLY fast. I had to brake around the corners, but was able to pedal hard down the straight aways and really enjoyed the rapidly passing scenery. As I made my way back to the transition area I got behind another couple of racers and matched pace with them which was very helpful. Transition 2 (T2) was interesting for a couple of reasons; First, I saw a guy who clearly had taken a bad fall on his bike being tended to by several medical personnel, and the woman that I finished the bike with didn’t know where the run started. I pointed her in the right general direction and was happy it wasn’t the other way around.
As I started my run I was able to get my headphones on and got my music going. On the way out of the transition area I noticed that my time was 1:10 and change. I had about 50 minutes to complete the run and meet my goal. My legs felt like lead the first mile. I had to take a couple of walk breaks just to get through that first mile. Once I hit the one mile marker the legs started to loosen up. My phone told me my mile split was 11:34 and I realized that if I was able to keep that pace I would meet my 2 hour goal. I was able to settle into a relatively aggressive pace but made sure to keep some gas left in the tank. I hit the two mile mark and was elated as I knew that I had the legs to get home. The rest of the run seemed to fly by and my mile splits kept getting slightly faster. As I was getting close to the end I pushed my legs as hard as they’d let me, and was able to finish really strong. I saw my wife just after I crossed the finish and was happy to be done and excited I was able to reach my goal.
My final time was 1:57:43, and my wife snapped a great picture as I crossed the finish with that time on the clock. She gave me a hug and kiss and the race was over. After a couple of minutes we made our way over to the transition area and packed up.
I would like to thank my wife for being supportive during the whole process of training and throughout the event. I would also like to thank my mother-in-law for her encouragement and for watching the kids throughout the summer which allowed me to get many more training sessions in than what would have been possible otherwise. Now that I’ve achieved what my goal was for next year fitness wise it’s time to set some new goals. I am planning on running a 10k race yet this fall, and possibly a half-marathon next year. I am also planning on racing in the Lifetime Olympic Triathlon next July and would also like to race in this race again next year. It will be interesting to see how my time next year compares wit this year’s time. I have a feeling I’m pretty hooked on this whole triathlon thing, I really had a lot of fun racing and while not all of the training was fun I certainly appreciate the effort involved with training for something like this.
I now consider myself a Triathlete.