Mistakes, Screw-ups, and Other Racing Hiccups

I don’t feel like writing a race report. I’ve written a lot of them lately and each time I wonder if they offer anything new. My goal is to provide insight as well as the occasional laugh (oh, you thought it was the other way around?), so instead of a report I’ll point out some mistakes I made at South Riding Triathlon. Not saying I’m gonna learn from them or anything…just point ‘em out and keep moving! Oh and for fun I’ve assessed myself time penalties.

1. Swim start.

Cross mat, jump, go!

Sometimes a pool start is an “in water” start, where you jump in the water and hold on to the side while a volunteer counts back from 5. When you hear “Go!” you push off the wall and start swimming. Other times, there’s a timing mat on the deck at the entry point and your time starts when you step on the mat. You still get the countdown but once you step on the mat, you jump in the pool and go. So ideally you either jump and push off from the bottom or jump and push off from the wall. I did neither. I jumped in, surfaced, then realized I was supposed to be swimming. It was so comical I almost laughed. Penalty: 3 seconds.

2. Bike start.

Racked...but is it ready?

Always, always make sure you’re in an easy gear for the bike start. This is not the first time I have forgotten to do this and have had to switch my gears to get moving. Penalty: 4 seconds.

3. Focus.

In a sprint tri you have to maintain focus because each event is relatively short so you need to make sure you’re pushing  hard. You do this by focusing on what you’re doing all the time . I lost focus on the home stretch on the bike. When one of my teammates blew by me it was like a switch went off and I suddenly realized what I was doing and got back into the game. Penalty: 20 seconds.

4. Don’t rely too much on gadgets.

I use a Garmin 310XT for triathlon. I use multisport mode and press the lap button between each event to move from swim to bike to run. So when I started the run I pressed “lap” and nothing happened. I pressed it again, and again, and it stayed on BIKE. This was a problem because I needed to see my run pace (minutes per mile) but was seeing bike pace (miles per hour) which I can’t translate easily. I kept running but was messing around with my Garmin for the first mile until I managed to reset it and put it in RUN mode. Penalty: NONE! In fact, in the end I ran a 20:18 5K (43 seconds faster than my PR)!

Of course, in the end it all worked out:

Just for fun….is this guy wearing anything under that jacket??!!

Emergency Preparedness

VA/DC/MD readers: Where were you during Tuesday’s earthquake? What was your first thought? My first thought – as the Tysons Corner building I was in began to sway, slowly at first, then more violently, and everything in the room began to shake – was, “should I put my pants back on?” Not a normal earthquake-inducing thought, but I had just arrived at the laser hair removal center…

It was just as well I was late for my 1:45 appointment, because, had I been on time, the laser probably would have been zapping away when we felt the earthquake at 1:51. Now THAT would have been something to write about.

So now that the excitement over an earthquake in Virginia has subsided, we are all getting hyped up over a hurricane. Granted, Irene is huge and scary, a bit like a lunch lady I once knew by the same name, but we like to go a little nutso here, all the same. For fun, I mentioned on facebook that we’re running a little low on TP. For fun, I went to Costco to pick up my son’s glasses and look at what people had in their carts. Mostly lots of water. Some of these people probably don’t ever buy water, but now they’re feeling a compelling need to buy it by the crateload.

While everyone else gets ready to hunker down, I’m getting ready for South Riding Triathlon, scheduled for Sunday morning, which just happens to be the same time hurricane Irene is supposed to hit our area. This could be interesting. I’m having visions of getting blown away on the bike in the predicted 40 – 60mph wind gusts. Then of course there’s the 1 – 3 inches of rain to deal with.

I am prepared for the emergency. I went to RedBox and rented The Lincoln Lawyer and the Adjustment Bureau and made sure we have plenty of wine.

Since I have no pictures of the earthquake or hurricane, here are some random pics from Iron Girl:

Best shot of me exiting the swim...

I like race wheels and aero helmets

Why does my number always gravitate to my butt?

Soooo glad THAT's over!!!

Advice from the Little Sister

My big sister called for some advice today. I think that’s a first. Usually it’s the other way around. But she’s doing Cheltenham Triathlon, which is her first triathlon (actually, I think it’s her first race of any kind) and she had a few questions. Think I might have overwhelmed her. We discussed what to wear, what and when to eat and drink, swim starts, how to pass in the pool, what to do if you panic in the pool, transitions, transition set-up, biking skills, drafting rules, bike to run, whether to wear socks, etc. etc. I wish I were there to help her because the first triathlon is so freaking daunting. Remember yours?

My first triathlon was South Riding Triathlon, which I’ll be doing for the 3rd time in just over a week. I was an experienced racer, and still I was freaking out as I stood in line to swim. I wiped out while running out of transition with my bike…bike went one way, I went the other.

Just before wiping out...

I enjoyed the run…the only component I really knew how to do…

And ended up 2nd in my age group, which pissed me off because I lost 1st by 2 seconds…

So I came back the next year and took 2nd again…

But this time I was 2nd female overall!

My sister keeps saying she’s just competing to complete and that it’s a very low-key tri where some people wear costumes…apparently last year there was a group of ladybugs participating…but I know she’s competitive like me and wants to do well!

Good luck, Sarah, you’re going to do GREAT! (As long as you take all my advice…ha ha ha.)

Love,

your bossy little sister. xxx