Rev3 Williamsburg: 1/2 Aquabike

It's been awhile since I've posted.  Today marks exactly 1 week since I raced the Rev3 Williamsburg 1/2 Aquabike but also, it has been 13 years since I had knee surgery. So, here is the good, the bad and the downright ugly.

Let's start with race morning. Oh, I was originally expecting hot ass hell weather. Well, Mother Nature decided otherwise. We had rain!!!! You train for the race that you're given, not the race you want.

We had to bring shoes because there was approximately a .8 mile run from swim out to transition. Also, we had a new bike course from last year which I am so grateful for.

Swim:

Per usual, I do not know why I always go into a cry-fit. I think it is because it is just the release of all the stress that I've been dealing with. Any hoo, I had my #FastChix and #CoeurSisters with me.

So we walked down the pier because we had to jump off the pier and swim towards the orange squiggly guy and climb out. Well, let's talk about the swim in the Chickahominy River. It is literally the most nastiest body of water only second to Tempe Town Lake. So, I'm swimming and it took a while to get my rhythm but I finally got it. I was sighting roughly every 8 strokes. During 2 different stroke/sight cycles I saw jumping fish. I also had  to navigate through plant life, diesel smell and swimming over a log. Yes, a log and in my defense I couldn't see it because the water was brown and gross. Once I made it to the ladder, I climbed out and took proceeded to take my glasses out of my sports bra. Why??? Well, there was no special needs table. Once I got my shoes on, it was time to do my run to transition. Geez!!! Can I just say that this is where I was saying in my head, "This is some absolute bullshit!"

Time: a 4 minute PR (46 minutes)

Transition time: 13 minutes and some change

Transition area:

It was a mud fest and everything was wet. I made the decision to not throw on my socks because they were soaking wet. Why try to put on wet socks? I threw on my cycling shoes, my visor, my helmet and grabbed Beeker and was ready to go.

The bike:

For some bizarre reason I had the hardest time clipping in to my pedals. I don't know what happened,  but I finally got locked in and it was time to roll. 

Oh, embrace the rain. I knew that the course had loose gravel. It was ridiculous! I went slower than I normally would because number one, it was pouring rain and there was a lot of loose gravel but add in traffic as well. I could have just been miserable, but I decided to change my mindset. My mindset was that I could do this all day. Thank you Captain America!!!

Well, while riding, the goal was to keep pedaling, stay upright and have fun. Somewhere around mile 20ish, I saw a dead deer on the side of the row. Don't focus, keep pedaling. Further down the road, I thought there were crows. No, there were a million buzzards! Okay, not a million but they were on a fence waiting for me to fall so they could eat my carcass. #pedalbishpedal

Further down the road, a truck sped past me. I had another "Final Destination" moment. The truck had logs on it. #iykyk

Luckily, highway patrol was very helpful with directing traffic. I was happy that this was the new course and not the old course. If it was the Old course, I think there would have been a lot more accidents due to how technical the old course was in nature. 

Plantations, cornfields,  more plantations, pouring rain and I kept going. I knew that I could make the cutoffs and I didn't have to run. When I saw mile 50, I knew I was home and I had to just keep pushing. I surprisingly wasn't really tired but I didn't want to push it due to the rain and all  of the loose gravel.

When I made it to the dismount line, I was so happy to not topple over.  When I got back to my bike spother, I changed shoes and crossed the finish line.

Time: 4 hours,  14.2 mph

Overall time: 5 hours

After thoughts:

Overall I'm happy with my performance even with all of the everyday stresses that I deal with on a daily basis. If I had did the Olympic Aquabike, I would have placed. I placed overall 10 out of 10 and 4 out of four for women.

I trashed my cycling shoes because there was no saving them anymore. In my defense, I did purchase the shoes for $25 8 years ago. I got my money's worth. Now if anyone can help me on finding a pair of cycling shoes for someone who has a size 12 AAU'S  (double narrow), I would be very, very appreciative. Now if I have to go with another pedal system I will if it is absolutely necessary. This was the first time I went 56 miles without stopping at any aid stations. I had all that I needed nutrition wise. 

The most important thing for me was that I was able to be with my people. I was able to just turn off my brain and just enjoy being with a group of wonderful amazing women and I am so appreciative of that. Until the next adventure.

XOXO, 

#Afrocoach

Don't let anyone tell you that you can't do something: IMAZ 2017 Race Report

So, I've been very quiet about this race: leading up to it and afterwards. IMAZ did not go the way I wanted but that's how the journey of Ironman goes. There is not a straight path from Point A to Point B. There are obstacles, detours, etc.  This on the that journey. My training was not your traditional training only because my training happens either before or after training/coaching/teaching or sometimes, training could not happen due to work. I am going to keep this short and sweet. Just remember, do not let anyone tell you that you can't do something.

There were 2 factors that I was worried about going into this race: triggering a migraine and the cold swim. Well, the water temperature was 67-68 degrees and I was in a full wetsuit. I was extremely cold coming out of the swim. Something that I was expecting but didn't actually think would happen-I raced with a motherf&cking migraine. Yes, I just said it. My migraine triggered the day before shortly after the practice swim. This was not going to be a good one because this was the type that caused me to throw up. This means hydration and nutrition is all off, especially in dry, hot conditions.

The swim was a rolling start so you seeded yourself accordingly. I finally jumped in the water, did a few bobs and started to s
wim. I had a nice rhythm going out. The water was okay temperature wise, murky as expected and I experienced a few collisions, but nothing that I couldn't handle. Now, let's talk about the back half. There was a chop and the buoys were not in a straight line and I may have inhaled some diesel flavored water (gross). Around this same time, my calves decided that they were going to take turns cramping/seizing up on me. My motto: just keep swimming. I ignored the pain in my legs, the pain in my head and how cold I was getting. I finally saw the finish and I was so happy. That swim took entirely to damn long. Later, I would realize that I swam 4600 yards vs. 4200 yards.

Wetsuit off, glasses taken out of my sports bra and I am running for the changing tent. Once I got to the change tent, I still could not warm up but I was determined to get the hell out of that tent in under 10 minutes. Mission accomplished. All I had to do was put on my socks, shoes, sunglasses, helmet, sunscreen,  drink some water, stuff a larabar in my face and get my bike.

Once I finally mounted my bike, it was go time. I have worked damn hard this year on the bike. We get on Rio Salado and I here/see Angel, Terri, Chris, Von and Shannon cheering me on. Where did this wind come from? You are not suppose to show up until Bee Line Highway. I just thought of the bike as a long as CompuTrainer session with better scenery. Roughly near the 2nd aid station, I was in trouble. Not my bike because I put Beeker back together like a boss, but my migraine was telling me I needed to throw up. F&CK!!!!!! Pulled over, went into the porta potty, threw up, rinsed my mouth out, continued on. I tried to stay on my nutrition and hydration plan but this was not going to be the case. I threw up 3 more times on the bike. No nutrition, no electroytes, no hydration and my throat felt like sandpaper mixed with me gargling with acid. I was not going to give up because I am hard headed and stubborn (I'm a Leo). On the final loop, I was literally racing on fumes. I probably lost about 5+ pounds at this point but I was doing Ironman math in my head and I started smiling because I knew I would make that cut off.  Made the damn bike cutoff and now it was time to attempt to run.

Once I made it to the changing tent, I took off my tri shorts to change into my running skirt and tutu (yes, I finally brought it out to a triathlon), visor, fresh socks and running shoes. Oh, and don't forget the lipstick. I tried to do a 4:1 run/walk but that went out the door because my calf was saying hell to the Naw! I ended up walking. I tried to take in nutrition but it was not going to happen. Ice was my friend/enemy. It felt good but it was hurting my throat. Doing the math in my head, I knew that I was not going to make the first run cutoff but I was going to fight until the end.  I felt like sh$t and mentally, I was not trying to go into that dark place. That place is very scary and no one should open the door their unless it is absolutely necessary. When I was pulled at mile 13, I was not upset. I was actually at peace with everything. I tried my best and my best was not enough for that day. I should have not raced with a migraine, but I never know what will happen or how everything will work out. I am proud of what I did this year especially with dismantling my bike and putting it back together I think 3 times within a week with everything working, tackling a "hilly" course (Chatt 70.3) and just trying to be a better version of me. You do what you can do and then you move on. I am not going to say what will happen in 2018. I am going to be very quiet about it right now. I have a lot of contemplating to do before then. I am moving better except I am still having difficulty walking down stairs and I have a lovely cough/upper respiratory infection going on (pass the cough drops).

So that is it, but I need to thank the following groups/places/thangs:

• FFC (my place of employment, my home away from home)
• The #SharkSquad (because Sharks get shit done)
• #TriMonster and all of the #IronMonsters
• #BTA
• #FastChix
• Howard Logan
• L & A
• Southwest Airlines

And everyone else who helped me on this journey.

Peace, Love and AFROS!