With my "A race" in the rear view and the 2014/15 season coming to a close there was time left for one final race, the Olympic distance race being held just down the road in Mordialloc. The venue for this race could hardly be closer to home, the run course is actually my usual weekend long run, and yet it's the first time I've raced there. It's kind of weird to compete at a new race but know it so well!
Anyway, since Ironman and then the final race of the Gatorade series, I'm supposed to be in the middle of my recovery month (colloquially known as "Fat April") so for the past two weeks I have done very little training. I guess the most I've done has been carry my swimming gear to the office and home again (unused), threaten to set up the windtrainer in the lounge room for a spin set (then not) and then one evening strength and technique run session (on the coldest, windiest night we've had for a long time). That single session was last Tuesday so today and add to that the big Saturday schedule* I had, hitting out today for an Oly was never going to pretty, but the season is over for so long so any opportunity to get after it is worth it.
Normally for a race I like to make sure I've got everything set aside and packed at least a day prior, but we were going to be out all day Saturday so it was Friday evening after work the I began the process. Tri-shorts, bumblebee top and race shoes - check. Bike shoes (still attached to pedals actually) and helmet - check, check. In passing, test tyres on the race bike. It's just been sitting in the spare room for a fortnight so this is just a formality - except that the rear is now dead flat! How the hell did that happen? Testing it with a track pump quickly shows that it's a serious leak and not just me letting the air out at some point. I have several spare tubes so it's just a quick change - except that this is my disk wheel and the fancy, long stem tubes I bought for my standard race wheels don't allow space in the cut-out to pump them up. I need to find a regular tube instead, something I used to own in bulk but, now that I need it can't possible locate. An hour passes and later in the evening than I want to be up I find what I need and quickly fix the fault (from the placement of the puncture my guess is the problem came from where the rim liner completes it's loop, there might be a bit of an edge there) Now that the microwave clock tells me Friday is over I figure the same is due for my waking hours - except that a moment after I climb into bed I realise I need to shave. This may seem a strange epiphany but it's related to the next item on my weekend's full schedule. In a few short hours I am booked to take The Kids to the Supanova comic convention and it was pointed out to me, the character I was "Cosplaying" didn't have a beard. I'd spent a bunch of time adding wire to a tie to allow me to shape it and finding an appropriate hat to hide the mohawk I'm still sporting that I'd totally forgotten the facial hair. There was so much else to do I figure I should at least get this one thing seen to now rather than add it to the list for later. I own a new set of electric clippers with a shaving attachment so I figure this shouldn't take too long anyway - except, I hadn't realised that once finished I would then also have to unblock the bathroom sink. I have no idea how, when, or why the drain was so congested that the water refused to drain when I pulled the plug, all I know is that my day just got longer. Clearing the obvious junk from the top of the system doesn't fix this either, neither does plunging it so I have to step up my game. Clear the shelves under the sink, remove the shelf and place bucket. Remove the trap plumbing and clean out these pipes as well. Put the unit back together and also mop up all the water that missed the bucket, replace everything onto the shelves and run the water again to admire my awesome handiwork - except, the water is still not draining. Time for some chemical intervention, but first, need to clear the standing water so, clear the shelves, place bucket, remove trap plumbing, replace trap plumbing, shelves and content, towel up all the water and then, follow instructions on the Draino tub. Looks like I have to wait for this to work so, instead of just watching my bathroom sink efferves I figure I may as well pack the rest of my race gear. Towel, talc and creams, wetsuit and (a late inclusion because I totally forgot I needed them) my goggles all go into the bag. Time to check the sink and, whilst I'm passing, yup, the rear tyre is still solid. Crisis averted, the chemical has worked where manual labour had failed, time to get some sleep.
It is now 2am
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Hanging out with my nephew, Matty, at Supanova.
My kids took off as soon as we arrived... |
Saturday begins for the family, and recommences after a short intermission for me, with an early wake up call. I'm taking The Kids to the Supanova comic convention at the Royal Showgrounds and you can't do this without disguising yourself as some fictional character. This also takes time, so I reluctantly roll out of my cosy bed top wake the youngsters. From much experience I know this can be a difficult prospect and includes much discussion and coaxing - except, excitement to dress-up seems to be have greater appeal than a day at school and I discover both kids are already up and well under way with their morning rituals. The Girl is attending as "Lady Loki" and The Boy as some guy from the game he is currently playing on his laptop. Secretly, I think he has picked his character as a means to wear a collared shirt and to commandeer my new leather jacket (an article of clothing that had found a home in his room for the past week and been warn twice - even though the weather hadn't warranted a jacket)
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| The Girl was in her element |
Out of the house on time with a target to get there before the doors open, because I have discovered the tickets I purchased on-line to save time are for the wrong day of the convention and therefore I have another issue to fix. We arrive as planned and have met up with the rest of the family that we are attending with and get through the gates after spending a little quality time in discussions with the ticket booth staff.
"Here you go Kids, here is some money" it turns out is a magic phrase that causes teenagers to vanish, they both took off to do their own thing leaving me to escort my nephew Matty though the crowds of fictional characters and stage makeup (he was a zombie)
After 4 hours of wandering around I put the call out, it's time to leave, we need to get home or we'll be late for the next event of the weekend an open air screening of Top Gun (first time The Kids have seen it so, the late night was justified)
Turns out we arrived at the venue early and the host of the evening was running late. He's a mate of mine so I jumped in to help out. The cinema was a portable set-up with a large inflatable frame to hold a big projector screen. We laid the the thing out and turned on the pumps only to discover we'd gotten it backwards. Shut it down and the drag the thing around and over itself. Fire up the pumps and soon discover that it's all twisted and, with the pressure if the tubes, I can't fix it. so we shut it down again. Much trial and error followed, as did several failed attempts to re-inflate the thing. Finally Scot pointed out we had the screen upside down. Armed with this knowledge it was a quick fix and I'll have you know, we had it setup and ready to roll with only seven more deflate/re-inflate episodes. The sun went down and Maverick and Goose took to the skies - except when Goose didn't - and the kids really enjoyed it. The Girl cried, The Boy got teary eyed and then it was time to go home. It was a double billed screening but, the kids and I were just done and I still had a race to run in the morning.
The race - the Team Up Triathlon at Mordi put on a great day with no wind to speak (happy with that as I really could not be bothered switching out my disk wheel) and the temperature was not too low either. After the big day we'd had, The Wife was not sticking around to watch today, it was a drop and run back to the warmth of bed for her.
The water was flat and a bit fresh bit that was to be expected, it was also really clear so the L shape swim went by pretty comfortable with what might be a personal best time for me. That is despite nearly losing my goggles right off the gun as I dived into some dude's armpit as he porpoised diagonally across me. just over. I got into transition to discover there weren't too many bikes around - not great...
28 minutes for the 1.5km
Out onto the bike and I decided to press a bit, again, this was the last race for a while so, If I blew up due to the effort there was heaps of time to rest before next time. Averaging 36km/h over the 40km distance was OK, the final return to transition actually saw a headwind kick up so it got a bit difficult. .I must say, I was feeling the effort in my glutes and I'm taking this as positive as we're instructed to use these muscles to drive through the crank so, I guess that training is starting to pay dividends. (alternatively, could just be residual pain from Coach Greg's run strength session...) Rolled into transition and racked to discover there weren't many bikes around - better!
1 hour, 10 minutes for the ride
To this point the race was going well and i started out on that familiar run holding a 4:40m/km which is not bad for me. It wasn't long until the effort of the day and the lack of training began to hurt and then, a kilometer from the turn, we had to tackle The Hill. Rising from the beach trail to the road above through three switchbacks and finishing off with set of stairs meant that kilometer ate up a full 5:20. Recovering over the next K was a further 5 minutes before I refound my feet and I got back on track
Finished the run with a average pace of 5:41 per k and a time of 48 minutes
Total race time: 2 hours, 28 minutes, only 3 minute slower than the last one 2 weeks earlier
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Trying to remember and implement the tips from Greg's technique session
High heel lift - better; arm swing - not so much |