Last Sunday was my first triathlon of the 2013 season. It
was a sprint tri in Llanelli, the town where I grew up. I’m very pleased with
the way it went. I managed 2nd in the Super Vet’s category and, more
importantly, smashed my PB for the course and that’s with the swim course being
about 1min longer this year. So it looks like all my training since I got
serious is starting to pay off.
The swim finish (Photo: courtesy of Owen Evans wife of Cardiff Triathlon club)
I guess since I started racing triathlons (properly in
Australia in the late 80’s) I’ve never been a contender for winning anything
and consequently I’ve only ever really competed to do as best as I can. My
objective has always been a PB rather than winning anything or beating anyone
specific so I’ve paced races to finish as fast as I can. I can’t remember a
time where I have actually gone for a sprint finish to try and be one or two
places up the finishing list. However now with this plan of training, trying a
bit harder and competing on the international age group stage I actually
thought through what I would be like if it did come to some sort of sprint
finish against one of my fellow age groupers trying to qualify. My observation
was that I probably wouldn’t be very good. I normally don’t hold anything back
in the swim or cycle and I’ve never been good or comfortable in the run, always
seeming to be in pain from the start of the run to finish. My aim on the run is
to get it over with without over straining myself. I’ve also never previously
been concerned with who I’m racing, in my age group or others. This season,
again with my targets in mind, I thought I should take things a bit more
seriously. So before Llanelli I had a look at the start list. As for just about
all tri’s this year there were a lot more entrants. In fact, 310 recorded
finishers against 236 for last year. I had noted that I’d finished last year
(in a PB) 6th out of 20 Super Vets (50 -60 year olds), 11 mins &
28 secs behind the winner from Celtic Tri Club. He had again entered this year. I noted that last year I was
second out of the water, 3 secs behind him. So I hatched a simple plan. As my
swim is a bit faster this year I will try and get out in front on the swim and
then just see when he passes me on the bike and see how close I can keep him.
So the night before I even tried to remember his race number. Things in the
swim went to plan. I was in the second of three waves with all but one of the
+50 males and most of the +40 male vets.
The
Melee of the swim start (Photo: courtesy of Owen Evans wife of Cardiff Triathlon club)
I got a good start and led the 2nd
wave swim from start to finish. The first wave was all the females plus a few
men and I’d already caught quite a few on the swim. On the bike I was slowly
picking athletes off on the way out to Kidwelly. I was quite surprised that the
first person that passed me did so quite late on in the cycle and it was a +40
man with a low number. But last year’s winner caught me just before T2. This,
together with an abysmal T2 for me trying to get my run shoes on without
getting cramp in my feet meant he was way in the distance when we got on the
waterfront.
Start of the run for me (Photo: courtesy of Owen Evans wife of Cardiff Triathlon club)
This is the bit about racing. I was slowly starting to catch
him and in fact got to about 10m behind him at the 2.5km turn. So now what? I
was slowing down and thinking I should just follow him till the finish and save
everything for a sprint. But I don’t have a sprint finish! Eventually I
thought, what the hell, this isn’t a qualifying race and I will probably do a
slower time if I don’t run as fast as I can now so after the only little rise
on the run I went passed him, as fast as I could trying to give an air of this
was easy! Of course he then speeded up and followed me. Oh what pain. I just
ran as fast as I could and went hell for leather for the last 400m. I beat him
by 9 seconds. I was a bit of an embarrassment at the finish dry retching as
they were trying to hand me my t-shirt, goodie bag etc. I have no idea how I
didn’t actually throw up. For a little while I obviously though I had won my
age group. But it was not to be. The one guy in my age group who started in the
last wave was a couple of minutes faster. He was a “younger” guy who had just
moved into the age group. This year I was 2nd in AG out of 26.
Overall I was 34th out of 310 finishers; compared with last year
where I was 71st out of 236.
So all’s well that ends well. A second place AG trophy and a
£20 voucher for a tri shop. I guess that now makes me a professional after all
these years!
It wasn’t
all good though. Once again I got my specific
problem at every triathlon of cramps in top of the foot when putting on both my
bike and run shoes. It probably set me back about 30 – 45 secs in total in the
transitions. I’m now accepting this and
put it down to getting older and some arthritis. Although I used to do it a few
years ago, I won’t be now doing a flying start again with my bike shoes
attached to the bike. The risk of getting cramp when inserting the feet when on
the bike is too great for me. The other problem I had was that I couldn’t stay
in the aero position for the whole bike leg -probably only about half. It’s the
first time I’ve raced my new Trek Concept tri bike in anger (see previous post). I found that being in such a different position when compared to the
aero’s on my training bike i.e. further forward; I was starting to get cramp in
my forearms and had to drop down quite often. I’m hoping that with some
specific exercises and more time on the tri bike this won’t happen again.