AG Nationals--Day 1

Going into this race I had a dilemma. Originally the whole goal of the season was to destroy the Olympic distance race. I trained specifically for it. But when the Sprint distance championship was added to the schedule, I knew I had a better chance to get a Worlds slot in that race. So then do I go all out in the Olympic and trash my body for the next days race?

I made it down to Tuscaloosa Friday afternoon and took care of all the logistics. Dan and I hit transition the next morning around 6:40 and got set up. It was a big field--1300+ with about 100 in my AG. I had about an hour before where I spent the time chatting with my dad and then getting loose.

Swim (1500m)

In contrast to last year, there was NO current to fight. I seeded myself in the middle and let the fast fish go. I found good feet and followed them out to the first turn buoy. But then I had an odd feeling. I was tired. I really felt like I was having some shoulder fatigue which made no sense whatsoever. On the back stretch of the swim I was locked on this guys feet. And he was pissed. It cracked me up that he would power kick every 30-40 seconds to knock me back. It didn't work at all. I rode him all the way to the exit. And he was spent. But I was a bit beat too

Time: 28:38

Transition

Big area but I had a solid marker. Grabbed my stuff and was out.

Time: 1:45

Bike (24.9 miles)

I felt good when I hopped on the bike. I cruised for the first few miles feeling strong. But I kept hearing a noise that didn't sound right. I couldn't figure it out until I hit a big bump in the road. My aerobottle came straight out of the bracket. I secured it with my left hand and wedged it back in the holder. I realized that the strap that secures it was unbuckled. Hmmm. I fidgeted with it for a few moments but wasn't about to secure it. So my contingency plan was to pull off the course at the next median and reattach it. Try getting that velcro to slide through the eye when you heart rate is at zone 4.

I spent the rest of the bike trying to mentally reset. I tried to hold an aggressive pace and felt really good. But I didn't have any pop in the legs. I hammered the downhills and took the climbs relatively easy.

As I approached T2, I knew my goal time of 2:15 wasn't going to happen. I was a few minutes off pace and even my bike came in behind schedule. I wasn't going to make it up on the run so I made the decision to shut it down.

Time: 1:05:48 (22.7 mph)

Transition 2

Got in and out with little trouble.

Time: 1:13

Run 6.2 miles

I convinced myself to run the first mile just in case I changed my mind. I ran a 7:57 and still didn't feel like the legs had a sub-45 in them. So when I hit the first hill, I shut it down. I decided it was time to prepare for the next day. I walked all the uphills and ran the rest. I just settled into a comfortable 8:30-9:00 pace.

I stopped at every aid station and hydrated well. Then I picked it back up and ran. Along the way, I chatted with a number of people. It felt like an easy long run. I felt loose and didn't feel like I was working much at all.

Time: 55:24 (8:53)

Overall: 2:32:xx

I wasn't jumping up and down with the results but felt like I made the right decision. And I didn't think my time was all that bad given the bike malfunction and the fact that I didn't try on the run. Between the two, I am confident that I left 10 minutes on that course. But I wanted to focus on Sunday's event and make sure I secured a slot.

Peak, Overextending and Taper

Finally it is here. Taper week. And it could not have arrived at a better time. I made it through my 10 day peak feeling pretty good. I felt relatively strong on my runs. My bike intervals were solid. And this morning I had a really good swim. Hopefully that means things are coming together for me.

The downside is that I have been overextended for the past few weeks. If there was ever a time to clone myself, it is now. I have literally needed to be in 3 different places a bunch of time--Atlanta in the office, Atlanta working on my house, Nashville moving the business along. Add to that additional traveling and I was a groomsman in a wedding this weekend. (I want to develop a graphic of where I was for the month of September)

So while the body somehow miraculously held up during my peak week, I am officially beat--mentally. I keep telling myself to just hold it together for another week. Fortunately, I have my pre-race massage scheduled for tonight. That should help, except that I am leaving for Nashville immediately afterward for an early Tuesday meeting. That means my traveling to Tuscaloosa this week will be via Nashville.

I am scheduled to race Saturday at Age Group National Championship. The Saturday race is an Olympic distance. This is the race that I prepared for all season. Guess we will see what happens. I am also racing on Sunday in the Sprint Championship. The plan there is simply to play the numbers game and see if I can get a Worlds slot to go to Beijing next summer.

Now I just need to make it through this week, catch up on some much needed sleep, eat well, hydrate and attempt to de-stress prior to next weekend. And then race my ass off.

The Final Backstretch

Goodness things are busy right now. Training is entering the final peak week prior to Age Group Nationals. I took a small 3 day recovery before kicking off an abbreviated 4 day peak and will follow it into this week. So far the body is holding up. This season has forced some creative scheduling. I haven't been able to apply the typical training protocols. Instead, it has been a piecemeal at times. Hopefully it still gets me to the finish line in one piece.

I hit my long run on Friday which made me very happy. Long runs have been my nemesis all summer. Part of it is mental. Of course the downside to not running long very often is that it takes a toll on the body. I was wiped out on Saturday. I attended Tom's cross country meet that morning and it put me on the bike around 11:30. We summer reared its ugly head one last time as it was 94 degrees with a heat index of 99.

I lasted about an hour on the bike. My first 3 intervals were solid. Then I started to get overheated. I ended up going through 3 bottles of fluid in 1:40. I was so hot that on the ride back to the house, I took my feet out of my shoes because they too were on fire.

Sunday ended up being problematic too. I felt run down but I headed out for my race simulation brick. About 3.5 miles into the ride, I had a blowout. The tire had a large gash and the tube came out the side. Not good. I don't ride with patch kits and since it was a short ride, I didn't have any MacGyver like patchwork. In fact, I didn't even have my phone on my to call Jess. I changed the tube and put about 70 psi in the tube. Then i proceeded to ride back to the house, out of the saddle and leaning forward. Any pressure on that rear wheel would surely cause it to pop. My quads and hamstrings were shot.

I debated changing tires and trying to still do the workout but having a mechanical issue really zaps the motivation out of me. But I did put together a strong 5k brick. And in reality, the hard run off the bike was the key workout for the weekend.

So now, I just need to survive the next 6 days. I have a wedding this weekend so my schedule will be creative. Hopefully I can squeeze it all in and enter taper week feeling really good.

Back to the Mountains

One of my favorite parts of living in Atlanta is the ability to go riding in the North Georgia mountains. I certainly don't take advantage of the opportunity enough. But I manage to get up there a few times a year and remind myself how much it hurts...err fun it is.

Last Saturday, Dan threw down the challenge. Apparently, I talked a big game last year about trying to break two hours on the front three gaps. I remember trying last year and riding a 2:11 over the ~35 miles. I wondered if it could be done under two. Certainly not for the weak.

So we headed up for the morning and started just beyond the rock pile. I could tell from the beginning that I didn't have my climbing legs. But I still needed to work with what I got. The climb up Neel's was long and typically uneventful. I knew I needed to be under 50 minutes to the top to be in contention. I came in around 52 minutes. I pushed a bit but the body wasn't reacting in the way I wanted.

Anyone who rides with me knows that I am pretty much fearless on the decent. My plan was to drop to the lowest position I could, mash the hardest gear and not lose anytime. I maxed out just under 45 mph on the day. I was locked and loaded on the downhills and nearly missed the turn for Wolf Pen.

Of all the gaps, Wolf Pen is my favorite. It is steep but not too long. It is easily the second hardest of the six. But the pain doesn't last forever like it does on Hogpen. And it is short enough to not lull you to sleep like Neels or Jacks.

I turned onto the road hitting the hour mark. I could tell that I was about 2-3 minutes behind schedule. I pushed Wolf Pen as I normally do but I didn't have any pop in the legs. I still gave it an aggressive push and crested it in a good time. The downhill was fast and fun.

The second part of the plan was to hammer the flats--especially the area between Wolf Pen and Woody's. I always forget how deceiving that area is. It is far from flat and the rolling terrain beats you down just enough.

When I turned onto Woody's I knew that the goal wasn't in sight for the day. I was still wanted to give it my all so I hammered up the last mountain and enjoyed the final 10 minute decent.

Overall time: 2:04
Last year: 2:11

I will have my revenge in a few months when my legs are a bit more fresh.

Asleep at the Wheel

Do you ever have that day where you are sitting in traffic or cruising along the interstate, the sun is out, the car is warm and you can barely keep your eyes open. You know at any minute your eyes are going to shut. You want nothing more than a quick, power nap?

Today was one of those days. Except for the first time in my life, I experienced it while riding. I must admit that it was a rough day. It started with masters, my phone ringing before I made it into the office, 30 minutes of ART, a stressful work day/week, an afternoon of eating candy and then some road rage.

I finally made it to Columns, unmotivated yet determined. I thought for sure I would salvage my attitude and once on the bike, I would feel better. Nope. I muddled through my warmup and still wasn't finding my groove in the first 15 minutes. I started my first interval and the watts weren't there. I decided to adjust my workout to something easier. Second interval nothing. I couldn't even hold 200 watts.

All along the way, I was completely out of it. I seriously struggled to find the energy to keep my eyes open. When I looked into the sun, the eyes nearly rolled in the back of the head. I debated pulling over for a quick catnap. Not sure if it would do the trick but it would be a funny story. Instead, I bagged it, grabbed some dinner and headed home. Maybe I should turn in a bit early tonight.

Have you seen the wagon?

Which wagon?

The one I fell off of. Goodness the past month has been rough. One thing that I know about myself is that when I fall off the wagon, it takes me forever to get back on. This week was no exception.

Despite my weight and fat staying relatively normal, my diet has gone to crap. And bad. I realized this past week that I have a diet of a college student. Being on the go makes me eat out more. I try to do my best but sometimes it is unavoidable. But more importantly, I have lost my desire to cook at home. Even as I write, I am procrastinating grilling some chicken. I am having a battle with food. I had cereal for dinner twice this week. Once September starts it is time to hop back on that wagon and move forward.

The other wagon is the training one. Granted this week was extra stressful, I am having trouble finding the time and the energy to get in all my workouts. I am forcing myself at times. My running is basically nonexistent. My legs and body are not communicating. A few weeks ago, I was steadily building my mileage. Now it is a struggle to hit 20 miles a week. So much for my final build and a nice peak.

But I will climb back on that wagon again. It may just be next month.

Busy, Busy, Busy

Where does the time go? I am finishing a two week stint in Nashville and it seems like I just got here. I had all these plans to blog, enhance FTP Coaching and strike a few more business partnerships. Instead, I feel like I worked, worked, worked.

I am at the end of a 3 week build training wise. I have a 10/3 build starting next week and then a final peak on the way to Age Group Nationals. This build was solid. As usual, I am not running as much as I should. It seems that I will get into a solid groove for a week and then it will fall apart the next week. I had lofty goals for what I wanted from my running but those don't quite seem to be falling in place. After weeks of trying, I finally secured a long run. I am really good at getting 4-6 milers in. Anything beyond an hour has been a struggle for me the past few months. Finally, I knocked out a 9.5 miler. Hopefully, I get repeat it in the morning.

My riding is solid and I am not really concerned there. Of course, that probably means I am sandbagging it a bit. I don't really have a road ideal for intervals in Nashville and that continues to hurt me. Instead, I just focus on tempo riding. I have several routes where I can simulate race conditions and push HIM/Oly pace for 60+ minutes.

Swimming seems to be ok also. I do feel like my swimming is about as good as it is going to be. I know it has improved throughout the year. I know I am pushing myself harder than ever. And it is showing up in the pool. It is hard to say if it is showing up on race day because of all the variables. But I do know that I am coming out of the water feeling better. And that is a huge plus.

So finally I can see the light at the end of the tunnel for the season. Only two more races. It is bitter sweet in so many regards. I do wish I had one last big race but I think I am making the right call on keeping it short. Hopefully I will continue to remain injury free and that will set up a great winter of running and cyclocross.

Longsleeves in July, Waterfalls and a YES!!!

Starting to get backlogged again but at least I have a really good reason this time. VACATION. And a much needed one. After Music City, I had just enough time to shower before jumping in the car and driving north. Jessica and I were taking a vacation, albeit with the munchkins, to upstate New York for a week on the lake. I can't express how excited I was to get out of the blistering southern heat and into the fresh outdoors where the crisp air might give you a chill.

Given that I raced on Sunday, my plan was to take a few days of recovery. Naturally we brought
the bikes on the trip. I even packed my wetsuit in case the water was cold enough. And I used it. We made it to our cabin Monday afternoon all excited about jumping in the water to play. Much to our surprise, the water temp was about 72-73. It was one of the most refreshing dips in a long time.

I decided to go for my long ride mid week since I knew we would be traveling on the weekend. I plotted my route around Skaneateles Lake and took off early one morning. The terrain was brutal. The Finger Lakes were carved out from glaciers millions of years ago. So essentially that are giant, deep trenches. The terrain around them reflected its history.

As I started riding that morning, I was actually cold. It was about 63 degrees out. I can't recall the last time I wore a sleeved jersey in the summer. The climbs were brutal at time and the descents were fast and fun. There was little time to enjoy the picturesque setting given the challenges. I found the natives perfectly accommodating as cycling is popular in the area.

Each day we tried to do something athletic. We spent nearly two full days hiking to various waterfalls in the area. The ones in Ithaca were populated with tourists and locals. But we found a few near our cabin that were remote and desolate. Two of the nights we had a fire outside the cabin. Amazingly enough, we all brought longsleeve shirts and pants. At night, we were huddled around the fire seeking warmth (or smores) from the cool, windy 60 degree nights.

I know it sounds boring to go on and on about the weather but living in the south my whole life, I have a much better understanding of why people spend their summers in these locations. The weather for me was rejuvenating. It was a much needed break from the unbearable heat this summer. The low temps and humidity meant that you went for a run and when you were finished, you wiped your brow had a sip of water and you were cooled down. I didn't miss using a towel and needing an immediate shower after an easy run.

So the trip was more than a success. The downside was spending 15 hours in the car both ways. But the trip had more to offer than just a break from the heat and a vacation. I finally proposed to Jessica. This is where she grew up and I always wanted to propose in a place that would have significant meaning to her. As I have said before, a lot is going to change in the next few months. Life is only getting more and more exciting for me.

Music City Results

Funny how the results always look different when you break them down.

	Swim	T1	Bike	T2	Run	Total
Andrew	27:40:00	0:02:34	1:06:08	0:01:12	0:49:13	2:26:45
Top 10	22:50:00	0:02:10	1:04:25	0:01:02	0:40:38	2:11:05
Fastest	17:54:00	0:01:47	1:00:31	0:00:52	0:36:54	2:03:45
OA Rank (478)	75	48	15	33	57	31
AG Rank (47)	14	11	4	8	11	5

My run wasn't abysmal!!!!!! I thought my swim was good but apparently not. Oh well, I still put it together well enough to have good races. Maybe one day it will all click for me

Music City Olympic Triathlon

If case you don't know, the heat is on. Someone please remind me to not race long in the middle of summer. When I missed out on Chattanooga, I knew I needed to get another olympic distance under my belt. I rarely race this distance but wanted to assess where I was prior to Age Group Nationals. Plus it just happened that I was in Nashville for the weekend.

For some reason this race started later than normal. They were running a concurrent sprint that didn't start until 7:30 so we were able to sleep in and take our time making our way downtown. After setting up, I spent some time in the Middle Tennessee Triathlon Club tents chatting with other competitors. The club had 10 relay teams participating and numerous individuals.

The weather was miserable which made the late start even worse. Still not sure why Team Magic insists on pushing back start times when there is more than enough sunlight by 630. The other downside is that they use a time trial start (rolls eyes). This means I didn't get in the water until nearly 8:20. That is too late on a hot day. Rant over.

Swim: 1500m

The swim was in the Cumberland River and set up similar to age group nationals. You swam downstream into a slight current before two right turns and a long swim back. Then you make two more turns and returned to the pier. You could see there was a slight, noticeable current to fight but nothing significant.

You were seeded based on your estimated swim time. Naturally, I put in a swim time I couldn't swim so that it placed me closer to the front (you get in the water earlier and have fast swimmers to draft). I knew I was out of my league since I knew a handful of people around me but that worked to my advantage.

The swim was naturally uneventful. I found feet for the first few hundred meters but they quickly pulled away and I found myself in no man's land...as usual. I felt like I was engaged the entire swim which is rare for me. The oddest thing is that I wasn't getting passed very often. I rarely found feet. So I just focused on long, powerful strokes. I popped out of the water feeling really good.

Swim time: 27:40 (1:40 pace)

Transition 1:

I really feel for non runners in some of these races. From swim exit to bike exit, this transition was just over .25 mile. You had a long run back up the boat ramp into the parking lot. Another advantage to seeding yourself slightly higher in a time trial is that most of your rack mates are swimmers and it makes it easier to find your bike. The volunteers controlled the flow of traffic in transition so you had to take the long way around.

Time: 2:34

Bike: 25 miles

This was a fun bike. Once you left LP Field you hopped up onto the parkway which was completely closed to traffic. You basically did two loops on this. The terrain was rolling...certainly nothing big. I may have gotten out of the saddle a couple of times to surge and stretch but never dropped out of my big gear. The downside is that the course offered NO shade whatsoever.

I took off from the get go. I wanted to ride the first lap somewhat conservatively and then pick it up. For the first 6 miles, my watts were a bit high but I felt very composed and my HR was down. On the return, I pushed it a bit more and destroyed the downhills.

Another downside to a time trial start is that you never know where you are in the race. In this case, I was crushing all the swimmers and there wasn't a good cyclist in sight. To start the second lap, I was finally passed by a cyclist who was part of a relay. I used him as a carrot for a while until he pulled off into the distance. Other than him, I felt pressure from only 1-2 other cyclist but they quickly faded.

On the second lap, I picked it up a bit more but felt very comfortable. Probably too comfortable. I wanted to push it more but had a good groove going. It was a ghost town when I finished the lap and returned to transition.

Time: 1:06:08 (22.8 mph)

Transition 2:

Not quite as long. Clearly I was not thinking prior to the race as I left my shoes tied. Grrr. Must use head in future.

Time: 1:12

Run: 6.2 miles

Ouch. When I came off the bike I knew I was in trouble. I felt so overheated and when I feel this way, my body shuts down quick. I went through nearly 2 bottles of fluid on an hour long ride and still felt beat. I just hoped to hold on.

This course was brutal. Two loops with 3 solid climbs on each loop. There was a little shade when you ran downtown but that was it. The rest was wide open. I went out fast and tried to go. I survived the first mile. I started to suffer during the second. I really wanted to run a 45 but that was not going to happen. The heat, humidity and hills were my biggest enemy.

By mile three I was mentally cooked. I was grabbing as much fluid as possible and dumping it on my head. I walked the final three aid stations to just cool off enough to run. The miraculous thing is that I kept the negative demons from getting to me. I wanted to walk the hills so bad.

Interestingly enough, I wasn't getting run down in this race. I was probably passed by 6-7 runners. And I easily passed 10 more, including two in my age group. It was miserable for all of us.

Despite walking the aid stations, I bounced back nicely the second lap and kept move as quickly as my body would let me. I pushed the final mile a bit more because I could hear people behind me. I didn't want to give up positions.

Run: 48:47 (7:52 pace)

Total time: 2:26:45

I was initially disappointed because of my run. The reality is that my goal was 2:25. I will take that given the heat and terrain. It wasn't my best race but it was FAR from bad race. I need to put this in the good column. Now I just need to get myself running for September.

AG 5/47
OA 37/478

A Night with the Pros

It isn't every night that you get to meet the 2x Ironman World Champion. It is even rarer that you get to take him to a bar and have beers. Tuesday night, I had the opportunity to do both.

As part of their new push to become more community oriented, all3sports, hosted a fundraiser for the Tri-Kids program. The group works in conjunction with the East Atlanta Kids Club to provide triathlon opportunities to 7-12 year olds who reside in inner city Atlanta.

To help the profile of the event, all3sports enlisted the help of a few professional athletes. In addition to their outreach efforts this year, all3sports has ramped up its sponsorship opportunities and snagged a couple of the highest profile athletes in the sport. Joining the event was Craig Alexander, the Kona winner the past two years and 70.3 series winner prior to that, Mirinda "Rinny" Carfrae, 2nd place Kona last year and women's marathon record holder in the event, and Heather Gollnick, 5x Ironman winner and race director of the Rev3 series. Needless to say the event was stacked.

The program was billed as a group run, q&a session and dinner. And it lived up to the hype. The group of attendees were split into three groups and went running through Piedmont Park with one of the pros. I was selected to run with Heather and had the task of trying to navigate the hyper woman through the running paths of the park. While it was supposed to be an easy run, it was amazing to see what tremendous shape these athletes were in. Craig and Rinny were both coming off 70.3 victories the previous weekend. Their easy running...was at 8:15-8:30 pace. I kept trying to slow Heather down because we were dropping our group. Rumor has it that Craig didn't even break a sweat in the Atlanta heat despite wearing a long sleeve shirt. (rolls eyes)

Afterwards, the pros gathered at the venue and answered audience questions for about 45 minutes. Fortunately the topics were light and ranged from training to diet to their backgrounds. The tri-kids were also able to ask a number of questions to learn what the pros were like as kids. Then we ate. The pros made themselves completely available to everyone there. They were gracious enough to talk triathlon all night and take as many pictures as needed.

The best part of the night is that after the event the pros were persuaded to join about 10-12 of us at the local watering hole for a few more hours. A couple of drinks later and the conversation became really candid about the sport. They were free to talk about things they wouldn't otherwise say on the record. Better yet, it showed exactly how human they were as they discussed the struggles of a pro athlete, how to balance the travel with their family needs, in sport competition and just cut up with everyone. They are human after all!!!

B-B-B-B-Bonk!

Saturday was one of those days where I should have stayed in bed. Instead, I was resolved to riding with friends on some open country roads. I opted to join the guys in Cartersville for the 45 mile option.

I have this love-hate relationship with Cartersville. I think it is a great place to ride--tons of cyclists, a few big rides throughout the year, marked roads, low traffic, etc. But something ALWAYS goes wrong. I have NEVER had a good ride up there. I recount my numerous struggles to Dan as we drive up there.

Today is going to be different. Or so I thought. Seven of us rolled out at 8:00 from the Bud plant. Dan and I were riding 45. The rest were on the 65 mile route. We spent the first 30 minutes slowly warming up, chatting the whole time. Then I was ready to go to work. My plan was to ride the next 60 minutes at 80-85%, take a 15 minute recovery and then finish with 30 minutes again at 80-85%. Just a normal race pace ride.

I took off at the 30 minute part and found my riding legs and watts. I pulled ahead of the group for a while. Around the hour mark the hills begin and the group is quickly thinned. Around 75 minutes the 45 mile route splits. I send the two others on their way and turn off onto my route.

Having ridden Cartersville a number of times, I am fairly familiar with the route. But all country roads look the same. To make matters worse, the county has repaved a few of the roads and of course the cues are gone. This isn't a major problem because you usually roll to the stop sign and will pick them up on the next road. That concept was serving me well. At least until.....

I apparently missed a turn. I rode the freshly paved road until it dead ended into another road. Not sure which way to go, I instinctively turn left and ride about a mile looking for a cue. I finally pick up evidence of the 100/65 route. Hmmm. Well I don't want to be on that route. So I turn back, retrace my path past the turn and travel a mile in the opposite direction. No cues. Guess my instinct was right but I am very weary.

So I pick up the remaining parts of the trail. I think to myself that even if I am now on the 65 mile route, surely I shaved off 10-15 miles. The route loops me around a farm and then back onto the same road. I realize this when I pass the original turn for the third time in the past 20 minutes. Hmmm. Well maybe I wasn't supposed to go left originally. I guess I didn't go far enough down the road. So now I head down about 3-4 miles until the road intersects into a four lane highway. No cues. No clue.

I finally stop and pull out my phone to route me back. I am 14 miles from the Bud plant. Not too bad. Looks like my ride will be about 52 miles. That is still doable. The map says it is a straight shot. So I proceed down the road AGAIN, past the original decision point, ignore the cues and past where the loop dumped me. And then I see a 65 on the road. Sweet. Back on track.

I continue down this route following the cues on the road. I am making good time, even pass a few other cyclists. As I surpass the 50 mile point in the ride, I am thinking about my t-run and a cold bottle of water. But I don't see the Bud plant. At 52, I still don't see it. I am still on the cues. I can tell that I am on the other side of the interstate so I now that I am close, just not 100% where it will spit me out.

And then I realized I was lost. Welcome to Adairsville. Shit. I am in the next city over. Bud Plant isn't close by. My concern at this point because my fluids and calories. I left out with a 2 bottles of water and a 2 hour bottle of infinit. I am sitting at 2.5 hours of riding, likely close to 3 hours with the remapping. I am out of calories and have about 2-3 oz of water.

No worries, I just need to find someone out working in the yard and I can re-hydrate. I pull up a map and find myself now 19--NINETEEN miles from the car. Not good. At this point, I know I am on the 100 route. Who knows how far in to. I begin to re-route myself to see if I can make this closer to 12 miles and begin booking it.

Ten minutes later, I am not feeling good. I call Dan who just finished his ride. I tell him I am 30+ minutes out and probably need him to come get me. I tell him I will ride south once I hit the highway. 10 minutes later, I am on the side of the road again. I am shaking. Full on bonk. Total ride 62 miles. 3.5 hours total out there. Well beyond my abilities.

But the story gets funnier. Dan and I hit the interstate and begin heading south. We haven't heard from the rest of the guys but that should be the case if they rode 65 miles. A few minutes later we get a call. One of them just hit Adairsville and is totally lost. I just had to laugh. I am trying to calm him down and reroute him when out of nowhere comes another one of the guys. Both of them are way off course. Their day became a 78 mile ride.

30 minutes later while we are eating, we get another call. Two others just finished. They only got off course by 10 miles. But the third hasn't been seen in a while. 30 minutes later, he still isn't back. Poor guy ended up doing 105 miles that day.

In the end, everyone but Dan missed several turns. Reason 259 why I hate riding in Cartersville.

Playing Catchup

I tried so hard last week to blog but it just wasn't happening. I hate when I get into those ruts. I have things to say but never have the time to spew them from my brain. Here a few things going on:

1. Peachtree Road Race--July 4th tradition with 55,000 of my closest friends. After five (?) years of running this race, I think I am officially over it. I didn't have a good time this year. I am tired of the out of shape, nonrunners getting seeded positions only to not hold an 8 min mile in the fast group.

Anyways, I treated it like a hard tempo run. I ran a 44:24 (7:05 pace). That was about what I expected. I feel like I never pushed hard in the race and was in complete control.

2. Cold Front in July? Despite the sauna like weather this summer, the holiday weekend was actual...well cool. I spent Saturday in the mountains where is was border line chilly. I actually saw people with jackets. I miss riding in the mountains and need to get up there more often. I am becoming fearless again on the descents--even on the tri bike.

3. Chattanooga--No go. I forgot to register, got put on the waitlist and secretly hoped they wouldn't email me. I was feeling run down last week so I made the right decision and didn't second guess doing the race. Just graciously bowed out and focused a bit more on recovery.

4. FTP Tests--For the first time in AGES, I retested my FTP this past week. Ultimate fail. I probably should have recovered a bit more because I was beat when I tested. At the same time, I have had trouble scheduling time to do this test so I wanted to get it over with. Results? 20 minute power went down but 5 minute power went up. What does it mean? Hell if I know, lol. Likely I need to do one of two things. Accept the results and then find some hills to ride because I like muscular endurance, or retest the 20 min portion when I am feeling more fresh.

5. Running Volume is going well. This past week, I only hit 19 miles and that was likely the result of the added fatigue from the 10k on Sunday and two bike tests. My legs weren't happy. For the past 4 weeks, I have averaged 24 miles a week. That is my highest 4 week average since the offseason of 08 where I did a run focus. My goal is to consistently get 180 minutes of running in each week. That gets me above 20. IMO, frequency is the key. But I can't let go of speed.

June Training

Half way there! June was a tremendous training month for me. I am really happy about. Despite not doing any really long training (3+ hours on the bike or 90+ minute runs), my monthly volume is nearly on par with IM training.

June Totals
Bike: 20h 13m 06s - 400.8 Mi
Run: 11h 58m 44s - 88.1 Mi
Swim: 7h 33m 10s - 22112 Yd

I am thrilled with my bike and run totals. It will be difficult to replicate the bike totals this next month but my goal is to run 100+. I haven't been there in a long time.

I am now ahead of pace for my annual totals. I don't really feel like any of them are in jeopardy. In fact, they might have been understated. I already swam more than I did all of last year, which I find impressive. I should easily hit my bike target with typical riding. And I suspect that I will demolish my run goal for the year.


2010 Totals

Bike: 89h 30m 56s - 1721.64 Mi (57% of goal)
Run: 57h 57m 03s - 436.94 Mi (58% of goal)
Swim: 44h 13m 08s - 127180.2 Yd (63% of goal)

All in all, I just need to hope to stay healthy. Right now that is the key. Hopefully it pays off in a few months.

Indian Springs Analysis

I know I have said this a million time but it is really difficult being your own worst critic. In this sport we are often looking for a silver lining that doesn't exist. There is no such thing as a perfect race. It will never happen. So you have to just accept it. All you can focus on is giving it 100%--from start to finish.

I spent most of Saturday pissed off about this race. I refused to acknowledge the numerous improvements. All I could focus on is that I got mowed down on the run. I failed to recognize the other accomplishments like significantly beating my time from last year, riding at 20+ more watts, feeling better after the race. Those are the keys to success. It is often hard to keep that in mind when you have a particular burning image in your head.

Race Analysis:

	Swim	T1	Bike	T2	Run	Overall
Andrew	0:12:09	0:00:56	0:38:41	0:00:42	0:23:04	1:15:34
Top 10	0:10:34	0:00:49	0:37:48	0:00:42	0:19:56	1:09:50
Fastest	0:09:24	0:00:35	0:35:44	0:00:25	0:18:00	1:07:15
Overall (408)	51	52	15	17	74	26
AG Rank (35)	11	8	2	2	10	8

Year to Year Comparison

	2009	2010
Swim	0:11:59	0:12:09
T1	0:00:58	0:00:56
Bike	0:39:53	0:38:41
T2	0:00:55	0:00:42
Run	0:24:18	0:23:04
Overall	1:18:06	1:15:34
OA Rank	49	26
AG Rank	7	8

Swim: Obviously I am disappointed here. I saw progress in my first two races but my last two were completely flat in this area. However, I will say that I feel like I am exiting the water feeling better. I have talked to the Masters coach and really need to anchor down in July and August to see some improvement on my swim.

Transitions: Nothing to note here. I certainly didn't give up time here.

Bike: Big improvement here. My power looked much better. And the results show that people weren't riding away from me. I also shaved 1:20 off my time. That is huge in a small race

Run: While it sucked in a big way, I didn't drop 1:15 or nearly 25s per mile. I need to drop the negative thoughts and view that as an accomplishment.

Overall time: I shaved over 2:30 minutes off a spint which pleases me.

The interesting thing to note is my rankings. I moved up nearly 20 spots overall despite the race having 50 more people than last year. But I dropped a spot in my age group when 14 more people joined.

I used to benchmark myself against how I did in my age group but I don't think that is solid anymore. These results show why. Once you enter 30+ age groups, they all suck. They are just fast. I placed 26th overall. 25 people beat me and 7 of them are in my age group alone. That is a crowded field.

Indian Springs Race Report

Saturday morning marked other Tri the Parks race just south of the city. I left out early and made the winding journey through farm pastures to Indian Springs State Park. I remember this race from last year. And in nearly 6 years of racing, I think it is the first time I have ever done a race in consecutive years without substantial course changes. Finally, I could benchmark my progress and see if I am really improving!

I made it in plenty of time to pick up my packet, ride the bike, chat with my parents and kick it with everyone in transition. I didn't have any real goals for the race but to go hard and hang on for the run.

Swim: 600m

The wave was a bit smaller with all men 34 and under. That made about 75 of us in the first wave. I didn't seed myself too aggressively, just to the right and in the second tier. There was a little jostling for position but nothing that I wasn't accustom to. I made it around the first turn buoy and focused on stretching out. I felt like I was working but as usual, I found myself in no man's land. I can never hang with the fast pack but I am faster than the next. At the final turn buoy I found some feet and just hung on for the ride.

Time: 11:17 exit (12:09 total)

T1:

One of the reasons I despise this race is that transition is on a giant hill. I seriously wonder if you were to bump the top rack the wrong way if all the bike would tumble down. The worst part is that when you exit the run you must run straight up the hill, back down it to your bike. Not fun. I found my bike, did my thing with only a fumble or two and then headed out.

Time: 56s

Bike: 14.4 miles

I recall the course being rolling but fast. I particularly remember the backside being really fast. I spent the first 5 minutes trying to settle into my riding position and getting the HR down. I didn't attack the hills, just spun up them. Once I found a groove I was ready to work and I took off. I attacked this course really hard. I think for the first time in my life I rode scared, lol. I waited until mile 10 to crank it up a bit more. Fortunately, I had that extra gear and I pulled away from the group. The only two people that passed me were the overall 1&2. Overall #3 was on my backside once we entered the park

Time: 38:41 (22.4 mph)

T2:

Back up the hill to rack the bike and run. Felt smooth here. No issues at all.

Time: 42s

Run: 3.1 miles

And this is why I HATE this course--probably the hilliest sprint I have ever done. I don't mind rolling hills but this one dives into a campsite twice and brings you back out. It nearly reduces you to a walk.

I knew I was in trouble. I felt like I had slightly overcooked the bike. Plus, I have only been running steady lately so I knew my top end speed wouldn't be there. I could only hope to hang on. And that lasted until about mile 1. Then I was passed...numerous times....by people in my age group. I was pushing as hard as my body would let me. I survived the hills and made my way back through the woods to the finish line.

Time: 23:04 (7:27)

Total time: 1:15:34

Overall it was a good race. I was pissed off due to the run. I was mowed down and that just chaps my hide in a bad way. It is just the story of my life right now and I can't seem to break that cycle. On a positive note, I did shave almost 3 minutes off last year's time so that indicates some positive improvement. More to come once I run the numbers.

Big Volume Week and Moving Forward

I had the opportunity to spend all of last week in Nashville. My job is flexible in that I occasional telework which allows me to spend extended periods of time with Jess and provides me the chance to get out of the office a bit more. When I telework, I don't keep rigid hours. I pick things up, move around the schedule and work often at unique times so long as still put in 40 hours during the week. It also allows me to be a little more liberal with training.

My goal for the week was to increase training nearly 100%. I planned to cut back intensity, just focus on quality volume and see what the body thinks. In the past three months, I have only approached the 10 hour mark in training twice. It seems that I am able to train (and produce) on a solid 8 hours a week so long as the intensity is high. And normally, I am good with this. As intensity goes up, I need to recover more, namely in the form of sleep. So I don't typically double up on many days.

For the big volume week, my goal was to aim for 15 hours of training....like I said, nearly double. I really wanted to see how my body responded. I know I need to run more so I put a heavy emphasis on increasing my mileage (note--this is generally not recommended for athletes however, after years of running, I know when to can a run if my body is revolting). The second emphasis was cycling. And as usual, I totally shirked the swim--but I have plans for it another week.

I didn't quite hit my goal for the week. I landed at 13.3 hours. I still feel a strong sense of accomplishment. Last week happened to be the hottest of the year and it certainly took a toll on me. I was beat after easy workouts. In fact, my runs on Monday and Tuesday were the hardest. I quickly made the adjustment to run first thing in the morning. I was up at 5:30 and out the door. On Saturday, I started riding by 6:15.

Totals for the week:

Swimming: 45 minutes and 2200 yards. I missed my other swim when I left my keys in Jess' car.

Cycling: 8.1 hours or 161 miles. That is a big week by non-Ironman standards. One ride was cut short when a storm caught me for the third time. And my ride on Sunday was the only workout of the week that was below standard. It was extremely hot and I was fatigued and under nurished.

Running: 4.2 hours or 31 miles. I am thrilled about this. I have pushed my mileage above 30 in well over a year and only on a few occasions that weren't IM race week. I ran 6 of the 7 days last week. I ran twice on Tuesday, a long run on Thursday and bricked Saturday. I failed to brick after Sunday's ride but ran once I returned to Atlanta. Call that determination.

More importantly, I felt really good. Yes, I was tired and took Monday off. But I jumped by in on Tuesday and didn't feel like I missed a beat. I am spending this week training less and recovering. But I am still stressing the body with some intensity. Then I start my first build toward AG Nationals. I hope to consistently run 25+ miles a week. That is what I need.

Clinics, Certifications and Business

It has been a whirlwind past 10 days. So much going on and never enough time to blog. I actually left blogger open for three straight days to encourage myself to blog and I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

It should come as no surprise to those who follow me on BT or facebook but Jessica and I have been working toward establishing a business together. A few months ago we invested into the idea of hosting a local bootcamp in the suburbs of Nashville. This was the first step of many in establishing a business. She has been crazy busy teaching classes, providing nutrition counseling and promoting the business. I have been working behind the scenes to provide the business support to help her succeed.

The second part of the business is the multi-sport coaching aspect. This is something I have been interested in pursuing for quite some time. With her support, I finally took that next step. For the past few months, I have worked tireless on developing the framework for the business, website maintenance and all the other minute details that seem to take forever. While many of our closest friends are familiar with our endeavor, neither of us have gone public with our announcement. So for those readers who didn't know, feel free to visit www.ftpcoaching.com and take a look around. I am always open for feedback and criticism--especially if you see errors.

Last weekend, Jess and I spent 3 days in Indianapolis at the USAT Level 1 clinic. It was 20+ hours of lecture, discussion and death by powerpoint from some of the leading coaches in the triathlon community. She has a good write up on here blog here. Overall we were pleased with the instruction. Now we just need to take the tests and officially become certified. I am also working toward my Level III cycling certification and she is headed to Florida next weekend for additional nutritional training.

As part of the business model, there are many different facets to keeping up with us. First, we of course can be found of facebook. Feel free to join the group where we will frequently post the latest news and updates from racing and our athletes. Second, and one that will impact this site, FTP Coaching has its own blog. We both will frequently blog to the homepage as well as the additional pages created. Eventually we will consolidate that blog into one. But for now, my brain is fried on these issues. So I will likely blog less here and more over there in the interim. My plan is to cross post a lot, so my apologies to those who use RSS feeds.

Finally, we have participated in a number of successful business meetings in Nashville. We have lined up a solid number of sponsors to help our athletes. We also recently had a promising meeting about partnering with two other endurance companies to form a strong alliance. Hopefully in the next few months, all the parties can agree to terms and I will be able to announce the next stage in our business endeavors. (crossing fingers)

In the meantime, I would love for my readers to help spread the word. If you or anyone you know is interested in coaching, contact Jess or me. We are only accepting a limited number of clients this year and anticipate those few slots to fill up fast.

Blalock Lakes Sprint Tri

Another racing opportunity! I have grown to love sandwiching a few sprints into the race calendar. Despite how much they hurt, it is good to test your training...or lack of training. Since Rev3, I haven't really trained like normal. I took off a solid two weeks and spent the past two easing back into 8-10 hour weeks. I have only trained with any intensity 2-3x. I am keeping everything around z2. So I didn't really know what to expect this weekend. I was also battling a cold so my body was especially achy.

I left the house with Dan at 5:30 to make the hour drive south. One of the things I love about TTP races is the 8 am starts. It just makes the morning easier on the body. I arrived in plenty of time to check-in and set up. I even had time to take the bike for a 10 minute spin.

Swim: 600m-11:02

After getting mauled at John Tanner, I seeded myself behind the lead pack. And it worked well as I didn't get trampled. I felt really good and smooth the first 200m. I rounded the buoy and tried to maintain my pace and form. I could tell that I wasn't killing myself but maintained an aggressive pace.

One of the things I am learning is that I keep getting strung out in no man's land...even if it is just for a few minutes. I am not fast enough to hang onto the back of the fast group. I am faster than the group behind me. The swim is often lonely. I finally found feet for the final 100m and used them.

It was a slow swim for everyone. I was nearly a minute slower than John Tanner. Maybe it was the lack of wetsuit. Maybe it was the non-aggressive pace. Not sure but I was generally happy.

T1: 43s
One of my goals for this race was to focus on transitions. I feel I have gotten sloppy. I need to get in and out without giving up time. I made one minor mistake but felt like I was moving.

Bike: 14.9 miles (39:32)

For a sprint race, this was a longer bike. Naturally this played into my advantage. I wanted to push hard and open up a sizable lead so that I wouldn't get mowed down on the run.

The course was rolling and a bit tough. The hills weren't crazy but they kept you honest and constantly shifting. I hit the road with 3-4 other guys and played leap frog for the first few miles. No one wanted to budge. I finally made a move and hoped to break up the pack but most of them just grabbed a wheel. I refused to play that game so I backed off and focused on getting my HR under control. I proceeded to watch 3 guys draft all the way until mile 10. grrr.

On the second half of the course, I picked it up a bit more. I was pushing the pace but not quite to the uncomfortable part. I was quickly picking off people left and right. Finally, I kicked it in the last 3 miles. I could tell some people were dragging and I had some extra energy so it was time to make my move. And it worked really well. I didn't see anyone for a while.

T2: 31s

I fumbled with my shoes but otherwise had no issue.

Run: 3.1 miles 22:50

My body was really tight coming out of transition. I knew this run was going to be brutal. I found a nice stride and started moving. I tried my best to focus on just running and figuring it out. Lucky for me, my plan worked. I didn't get mowed down. I would say about 5 guys caught me. And I actually caught 2 guys.

I ran right behind one of the drafters and I was determined to beat him. I pushed a few times but the body only had so much to give. The run was rolling terrain. And each hill hurt that much more. I was never able to catch the guy. However, I did run very consistent splits which made me VERY happy.

Total time: 1:14:44

Monthly Totals

I have become very lazy about getting out these updates. I really just like to have them for record keeping purposes.

May was a solid month of training. I tapered the first week of the month and took nearly an entire week off. The swim total certainly reflects those adjustments.

May's totals:
Bike: 14h 08m 23s - 275.8 Mi
Run: 9h 51m 27s - 72.17 Mi
Swim: 6h 15m 40s - 18212 Yd
Yoga: 25m

With 5 months (42%) of training in the books, I feel pretty good about my totals for the year. I anticipate my focus this summer will be volume as I will race less.

2010 totals
Bike: 69h 17m 50s - 1320.84 Mi (44% of goal)
Run: 45h 58m 19s - 348.84 Mi (46% of goal)
Swim: 37h 35m 07s - 107868.2 Yd (54% of goal)

Total hours: 152h 51m 16s

Change...change...change

Life is changing around these parts. I set out to write this blog last week and it morphed into something else. I feel like I am at a point in my triathlon career where I am wanting a bit more from the sport. I have come a long way in the past few years but I never seem to seize hold of that mythical goal. I seem to continually fall just short.

One of my favorite quotes is by Albert Einstein: Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. While I am not sure I qualify for clinical insanity, I do often feel like I repeat the same methods expecting the same results. So it is time to mix things up...

1. Changing the position on my bike. The reality is, I have never been that comfortable on the bike. The headset and bars are too narrow for my shoulders. Despite putting nearly 7000 miles on the bike, I needed to change things. So a few weeks ago, I headed up all3sports to sit down with Matt Cole and discuss how to ease the tension on my neck and shoulders. Lucky for me, I got out of there for only a few hundred dollars and a new set of aerobars that allow me to space myself differently. So far so good....

2. Medical care. One of the positives and negatives of my personality is that I am a VERY loyal person. I will stick with people through the good and bad. I have seen the same chiropractor for over 3 years in Atlanta. I really like working with the guy. However, I have long known that my care was short of what I would really like it to be. So it was time for a change. I hired a new chiropractor that deals more with comprehensive care. I am about to go through some serious ART and see if once and for all I can rid my self of aches, pains and inverted hips.

3. Coaching. After two years with Endurance Concepts, I recently decided that I wanted to go a different direction with coaching. I am very grateful for all that Dan did for me that past two years. I know I am a better athlete as a result of his direction. At the end of the day, I want something different from coaching. I am a complicated athlete (he can attest). I know too much to be completely obedient and a slave to my training plan. I want to mix it up in life. I felt I needed the added freedom so I am going back to self-coaching.

Finally, there are a number of other changes on the horizon. I am going to wait to see if the ART doctors can fix me, if not, I want to sit down with a running coach to once and for all fix my gait. I am also continuing with Masters swimming. Despite hating it, in a good way, I do feel like it has been good for me.

There are a few more changes in the pipeline...though the pipe has leaks. I am looking at the remaining schedule and already planning for next year.

Hendersonville Classic 5k

(not enough time in the day for me to catch up on all my needed blogging)

Last year, Jessica and I both did this local race and took home some hardware. I still laugh that my pathetic 10k time was good enough for 3rd in my AG but it just goes to show that you can't control who shows up on race day.

This year, I wasn't feeling the 10k. I had a lousy long run on Saturday and didn't feel like going through the pain of 6.2 miles. I will admit that I was a total wuss. Instead, I opted for the 5k race. I wanted to see if I could better my time from 4 weeks prior.

Race morning, my body ached. Aside from running and cycling over the weekend, Jessica and I ventured into our next challenge--rock climbing. Three hours on the gym wall left me aching in muscles I didn't know existed. DOMS set in late Sunday night and wasn't kind to me the next morning.

Aside from setting a pr, I just wanted to run this race smart. I knew I needed to control my first mile time and build from there. Then I needed to continue pushing the final mile and take note of the pain.

Well I accomplished all that.

First mile was solid. I paced behind two women who were moving but kept me in check. 6.42. I pushed up the hill and hard on the flat during mile 2. 6:30. I knew most of the final mile would be downhill and I did what I could to hang on. 6:20.

Total time: 20:28 (6:28/mile)

Good enough for a 30s pr and 2nd in my age group. I ended up 13/366. I really wanted top 10. I pushed hard but probably left some in the tank. I knew I couldn't catch the 2 guys in front of me so I didn't see the need to kill myself.

Overall, I am very pleased. Hopefully, I can get this time under 20:00 for the year. That would make me VERY happy

Physical v Mental Fortitude

The more things change, the more they stay the same?

Well I certainly hope not. At least that isn't the goal. After nearly five years in this sport I feel that I approach things with a very practical, yet theoretical and analytical perspective. I have cycled over 12,000 miles, ran nearly 3000 and swam another 467. That is nearly 1400 hours (58 days) worth of tri specific training.

I don't put those numbers out there to brag. (I was actually more curious). I know scores of people that put in twice the time and volume during the year. The point is that after competing for a number of years, I have developed a sense for when things aren't going right. I have developed an awareness for my perceived potential. I have succeeded and failed a number of times--each offerings its own lesson.

Many of us enter this sport with the physical maturity to compete. Most of us played a competitive sport growing up so tapping into that part of our personality isn't difficult. We salivate at the opportunity to compete and win. It is barbaric in sorts. For those that lack the physical maturity, they often receive it in the form of consistent training as they develop into athletes.

However, I contend that many of us lack the mental and emotional maturity to sustain this lifestyle for years while gradually progressing in our accomplishments. Many people see this sport with annual goals in mind instead of a steady progression toward one larger goal. I once blogged how the Ironman Burnout effect perpetuates this problem. I see people performing the same routines over and over with the same results but not the awareness to correct the problems.

I understand that for most this sport is a hobby. And I say pffft. I think most people downplay how central this sport is to their lifestyle. They don't want the sport to control or dominate their lifestyle but routinely invest thousands of dollars and hundreds of hours. It is more than a hobby and you should take it (not yourself) seriously.

To that end, I encourage you to think of alternative ways you can push yourself mentally and emotionally in this sport. I am not talking about going out and buying the newest tech gadget or a new bike. Buying speed isn't the answer. How can you become more efficient?

The answer to getting faster in this sport isn't always time. Most of us make the time available when it is most important. Given 40 hours a week to train, there is no guarantee that you would suddenly take off as an athlete. So if time wasn't a constraint, how would you perform more optimally?

What are those 2-3 hindrances you just can't seem to overcome? What is it going to take to get there? Do you keep repeating the same thing over and over expecting different results? Is the obstacle in your head? Do you find yourself going against what you know is right?

Are you willing to sacrifice smaller goals to achieve the larger ones? Are you willing to listen to contrary advice? Do you push yourself to understand your limiters? Why do you compete?

There are millions of questions to ask. The key here is that the sport goes beyond the physical nature of competition. Some people are naturally gifted. Most of us are not. But I assure you that if equipped with the right tools--physically, mentally and emotionally, you will beat the gifted athlete in several aspects of the sport.

Post Blog:

I will admit that this was NOT the blog I set out to write but it just grew from there. This issue is something that is frequently on my mind. I have always found that I catch onto things quickly. I quickly move to the head of the class but then everyone catches up and often surpasses me. I am often left wondering why I didn't continue progressing. I am trying to apply this same method to triathlon. I continually push myself to find alternate routes...ones that fit me best...to the ultimate goal.

I am Tiger Woods...the Gatorade Experiment

Prime, Perform, Recovery

(cue the music)

I don't generally believe that I am a sucker for advertisement. I see through most marketing gimmicks and tend to go against the grain most often. However, Gatorade's newest product line intrigued me a bit.

I am not really a fan of gatorade. I don't use it in training unless I need to stop by the store. I will occasionally purchase one when I want a non-caffeinated drink in place of water. I think it has too much sugar and up until recently contained high fructose corn syrup (HFCS). The new formula moves to a sucrose-dextrose blend, which is a step in the right direction.

The new line moves gatorade from just a sports drink to a line of drinks for the pre-workout, workout and post workout. Essentially it falls in line with how many endurance athletes train. While at my neighborhood Kroger, they had a huge display with each of the products so I made the purchases. I thought it would be fun to workout this weekend with gatorade fueling me.

Gatorade 01--This is the 'prime' or pre-workout supplement. It came in a 4 oz package that resembled an oversized gel packet. I was expecting a more gelatin substances so the liquid shocked me a bit. Of the three, I found the taste the sweetest. I was having flashbacks to eating an icee during the summer. Nutritional content: 100 calories, B vitamins, 110 mg of sodium, 35 mg of potassium, 25g of carbs, 23g of sugar, 0g of protein.

Gatorade 02--This is the revision of their traditional formula. I put 20 oz in a water bottle and rolled. The taste was slightly more bland than the traditional formula. I assume this is the absence of the HFCS. Nutritional content (20 oz): 150 calories, 280 mg of sodium, 75 mg of potassium, 35g of carbs, 35g of sugar, 0g of protein.

Gatorade 03--This is the recovery product. It comes in a 16oz bottle. I think I was probably the most excited about this one. Aside from chocolate milk, there aren't many recovery products on the market that I can grab on the go. This often leads to improper recovery. Of the three products, the taste was the mildest. Nutritional content: 130 calories, 250 mg of sodium, 95 mg of potassium, 14g of carbs, 12g of sugar, 16g of protein.

Thoughts? Well I didn't turn into a superstar on the ride. I didn't suddenly surpass my FTP. I didn't grow super muscles and stop cars in my way. So to that end, I guess the experiment was a fail.

I rode for 2 hours or 41 miles. Temperature was steadily climbing into the 80s and probably the warmest ride this year. Overall I was pleased with the products. I didn't have any issues. My stomach didn't cramp. I felt hydrated.

I do have a few concerns. First, it is still a lot of sugar. 380 calories and 70g of sugar seems a bit high to me. I do like that the recovery drink was lower on sugar. Clearly the focus is on potassium and sodium, the electrolytes. Typically I am a zombie after a ride. I wasn't groggy at all when I got home. My assumption is that I got more electrolytes than normal.

In my opinion, gatorade still fails in the calorie department. Essentially, the company is in a catch-22. So many people supplement their everyday fluids with sports drinks as a 'healthy' alternative. Therefore, gatorade has to keep the calories low otherwise people would gain weight. But as a triathlete, that doesn't work. For a ride like that, my body needs close to 600 calories. That is a lot of calories that gatorade can't provide

Overall, I do think gatorade is onto something and will likely have a successful product. I do think the 01 = formula could be at risk. I just don't know how many people really 'prime' before workouts. The 02 formula is basically their staple so that isn't going anywhere. I think the 03 formula has tons of potential. I think it is marketed right for athletes...those who fall prey to advertising.

If you are a fan of gatorade, I would encourage you to check it out. If you aren't a fan, the products aren't convincing enough to make the switch.

Recovering at an HR under 150

Learning from my mistakes in the past, I am focusing heavily on recovery right now. I have learned that my body is willing to take the abuse of training without whining too much. But when I ask it to race, or step up the intensity, then it likes to revolt for a couple of weeks. Generally, I feel good but I know I am not ready to resume any training at a high caliber. Therefore, I implemented a maximum heart rate of 150 on my workouts for two weeks.

Last week, I didn't do much. My focus was eating right and getting solid sleep each night. I also squeezed in a massage. I only worked out for about 4.5 hours. Most of it was easy riding on the bike to flush the legs out.

This week however, I increased my volume a bit. I will likely hit about 8 hours of training. All of it is light. I am running slow and taking note of all the aches and pains. I hope to log some solid miles on the bike this weekend. I love the idea of a casual 2 hour ride. I will probably turn my PM off so that I won't be concerned with my data.

My hope is that I bounce back better than usual. The aches and pains in my legs come and go. I still suspect there is something wrong internally that is preventing me from recovering properly. Hopefully, bloodwork in the next few weeks will put that issue to rest. It is just an odd feeling to wake up with legs that hurt...especially after 8.5 hours of sleep.

So I have about 2 more days on my recovery trail before I need to step it up a notch. One week after a big race is easy to take off. Two is asking myself for some major patience. Not sure I can ask for much more. Hope to be back at it next week!

Rev3 Anaysis and Thanks

The timing and race results for Rev3 aren't in a standard format so conducting solid analysis wasn't as easy as downloading the results. It took more research and I am unable to produce the typical table that I enjoy using.

	Swim	t1	Bike	t2	Run	Total
Top 10	0:29:05	0:02:34	2:32:29	0:02:13	1:29:49	4:36:12
Andrew	0:31:57	0:02:27	2:40:31	0:02:12	1:45:40	5:02:49
OA place after leg	27	23	15	14	23	27
AG place after leg	10	7	5	4	7	7

Looking at the results, I feel even better about the race. I am very happy with my swim. Definitely a PR and I assume that I had some help from a short course or current. However, the leaders times don't strike me as super fast. Hopefully, my swim is in a better place than before.

I am always amazed with transition. It seems that in the races where I slow down, I get out of there the fastest. I felt really slow in transition as I took my time. But comparatively, I was in an out. However there is an anomaly in the Top 10. One guy took a nap, so their average is just under 2:00.



I was a little surprised to see such a margin on the bike. But clearly there were some strong athletes at the top. I know I rode it conservatively but even still, I don't know I could shave 8 minutes off my time on that course. I think realistically I could have shaved 5 by riding a bit more aggressive. Not that I am second guessing myself.

The run was about what I expected. I didn't quite get mowed down but there is a clear distinction between real runners and what I attempted to do. It was a solid run for me but I am still out of my league in this area. My open HM time was only better than one person in the top 10.

Retrospect

A lot of people have asked me why I didn't try to squeeze out that final 2:49. I know I could have done that easily. If I was to have the same race again, then I would make a few adjustments that would have saved me at least 3 minutes. But that wasn't the point of the race. I wasn't trying to go sub-5. I actually didn't think it was all that possible for me on that course.

As I mentioned, I knew when I started the run it was possible. But when I began to bonk I saw it slip away. But I was not willing to give up on an otherwise great race. I kept trying to push. So I definitely don't regret not pushing at times to save another 2:49. I think I executed like I want in races. Plus it still leaves a small carrot in front of me. I know sub-5 is achievable for me on a number of course so I am not overly worried about it.

I am however, slightly mad at myself for not pushing harder on the run. I let a guy in my age group pass me on the final hill. I let another pass me with about a mile and half to go. I shouldn't allow this to happen that late in a race. I need to remember that it is a race until the finish line. I don't care that I would have been 5th rather than 7th in my age group. I care more that I let down my guard.

Kudos

I need to provide a few kudos to people that helped me along the way. First, thanks to all3sports for believing in me and providing me the gear and technical expertise to perform well. It is a different feeling when you know you represent a notable brand out there. Second, I want to thank Dan Arnett and Endurance Concepts for his coaching and guidance. I have trained with Dan for two years and there is no doubt that I am a better athlete today from the experience.

Finally, and most importantly, I want to thank my loving girlfriend, Jessica. She continues to show me unbelievable support in my racing and goes far beyond what is expected of her. This marks the second straight year that she sacrificed her Mother's Day to tend to my needs. For that and the countless other things she does, I am a very lucky and grateful person.

Rev3 HIM Race Report

Tons of fun this past weekend. It really was more of an event than just a race. I was completely relaxed on race morning. We got to bed at a decent hour the night before and sleeping wasn't difficult. I was concerned that my legs would be really tired from being on them the day before but I woke up fairly refreshed.

One additional thing that I loved about this race is the 8 am start. That meant an extra hour of sleep and no rush in the morning. Therefore, a 6 am wake up call was an simple accommodation. We left the hotel around 6:40 and made the 10 minute walk to transition. The morning was cold. A blast of cold air crept in the day before and left us all shivering that morning. The weather channel reported 48 degrees at sunrise and the temps weren't expected to rise beyond 60 before noon.

I slowly shed layers in transition. Since we checked the bikes the night before, there wasn't much to do. I decided to just chill and stay warm. We eventually made the walk down to the swim start. I was ready to get the blood flowing a bit more. I went for a quick jog to jolt the heartrate and then jumped into my wetsuit to stay warm. A few pics later and it was time to head down to the dock. We were able to enter the water a few minutes prior to our wave start. I did a brief warm up and just focused on having a steady day.

Swim 1.2 miles

I think this was the first time I raced with a floating start. We just sat there bobbing like corks waiting for the gun. The wave likely had just over 100 people. Since it was in a river we were spread out pretty evenly. I located a small groove an waited the start.

The first 2-400m were easy. There was little to no fighting. You had to battle for position but it was one of the gentlest I ever had. I just focused on finding feet and getting loose in the water. I always hate the first 5-6 minutes of a long swim. Once the crowd separates, I start remembering how much I hate swimming. It happens every time.

I felt really engaged for the first 10-15 minutes of the swim. I rounded both buoys and just glided. For the longest time, I was in no mans land. I couldn't hold the feet in front of me while pulling the ones behind me. Eventually, we merged with the Olympic distance race and a whole new slew of people appeared. Fresh feet. I never felt particularly fast but I felt smooth. The last few minutes were a bit of a struggle as I could tell I was getting a bit tired.

Time: 31:57 (1:31yd per 100)

T1

It was a long run up the boat ramp and around the corner into transition. Luckily I was racked on the end and had no trouble finding my bike. I debated putting on socks but felt the feet had too much debris to fumble with. Instead, I opted to just deal with the cold. Time to ride

Time: 2:27

Bike 56 miles

Hands down this was one of my favorite bike races. The course was beautiful and challenging. It forced you to stay engaged the entire time. You were constantly shifting, in and out of aero and then descending down a blind hill.

My goal for the race was to ride conservatively. Apparently I felt really good when I started because I was riding hot with my watts a bit high. I tried to take each hill easy. My plan was that if it felt like a hill, then I would shift to my easiest gear and spin up it. I would make up my time on the downhill.

I quickly settled into my race pace. My RPE felt really low. My watts were still a bit high. I made it up and over the first two real climbs and blasted down the backside. The course flattened out and hugged a creek around mile 20. I picked it up a bit through this stretch. I hit the 28 mile turn around feeling pretty good. My watts were higher than where I felt they should be and I was slightly ahead of schedule.

On the return, I was riding with 3-4 other people. I would build a lead, they would catch me on the climb and I would pass them again on the other side of the hill. This went on for the nearly an hour. Finally, I made the decision to pee the bike and I lost the pack. I frequently saw them ahead of me in flat spots but didn't want to push the pace. Things were going my way.

The backside of the previous climbs were a bit more challenging. 45 miles into a ride and a long hill can take it out of you. I started feeling a bit tired around the 2 hour mark. I had to just focus on executing the same game plan.

When I finally hit Neyland Dr, I picked it up a bit more. I tried to wake up my legs. I was unable to feel my left foot for most of the ride. At the time, I just assumed it was the cold weather. I hopped off the bike and prepared for the run

Time: 2:40:12 (20.9 mph)

Transition 2

A bit of a cluster here. Racked the bike, put on socks and shoes and looked for an exit. I had to run down a volunteer to ask where to exit. No signs and nothing in the guide about transition. Just a minor annoyance.

Time: 2:17

Run 13.1 miles

I had a plan. I wanted to try a new strategy for the HIM distance. My goal was to slow down for the first 3 miles, focus on running the next 3 smoothly and then trying to negative split the run. While this race was never about a specific time, I managed to glance at my overall time running out of T2. I knew if I ran a 1:45 then I would go sub 5. That might be doable if I am smart.

I was successful in slowing down the first 2 miles. I nailed an 8 minute pace. By mile 3, I felt like I could hold this pace all day. During the 3rd mile I pushed a little harder and the pace quickened. I hit the first out and back turnaround feeling really good.

On the next stretch the leaders passed and that gave me some added motivation. Nearly the entire run was on a greenway through the woods. It provided plenty of shade and some decent scenery. I hit the 6.5 mile split at about 51 minutes. I had a solid first half of the run. Now it was time to start working.

I knew I need some calories at this point. I then did something...twice...that I have never done in all my years of racing. I refused to stop running at aid stations. I opted to grab what I could. So I grabbed a gel at the next station...ripped it open with my mouth...and threw the packet on the ground. Crap. That wasn't supposed to happen. I kept trucking along and made it to the next station. I did the same thing. Of course I could have turned around but I was worried about breaking my streak.

And then it went downhill. Only fitting. Somewhere around mile 7.5 I noticed that I was feeling a bit lightheaded. I wasn't running straight. I knew a bonk was coming up and quickly. My pace slowed big time. My heartrate plummeted and I entered that dark place. My undefined goals were slipping away. I kept reminding myself that if I finished strong, it would still be a solid race.

My sub-8 pace slowed to 8:45 at mile 8. The next mile was just over 9. At this point I had to force calories into the body. I stopped at the aid station and grabbed everything I could. I forced fluids into the system. I climb the hill back onto campus and talked to Jessica briefly. The wheels were slowly coming off.

And then the calories hit the body and I started running again. At mile 10, I knew I had a 5k to go. I glanced at the overall clock and had to run about a 23 minute 5k to go under 5 hours. I began pushing harder as the terrain flattened. I once again found a 8:20 pace. I pushed for more. I hit the last out and back hoping that I had banked enough time but was very uncertain.

I pushed hard during the last mile until I encounter the most cruel obstacle I have ever encountered in a race. Sitting at mile 12.5 was the biggest hill of the run course. They course needed a little extra distance and all they had was this final hill. And the hill was steep...and then it went up some more...and then some more. It was a quarter of a mile straight up...and then back down. I pushed and it hurt. I had not walked all day until then. I walked the final 15-20 feet of the hill and came back tumbling down. Brutal.

I hit the finish line thrilled.

Time: 1:45:47 (8:05)

Total Time: 5:02:49

I really couldn't ask for a better day. I executed 95% flawlessly. I stayed engaged the whole time. I struggled but bounced back. I raced then entire distance....something I haven't done in quite some time.

Kudos to Rev3

I know I will have a lot more to say on the subject in the coming day but I wanted to put out a general update regarding the race.

Total time: 5:02:49
That is a 20 minute PR for me. I was engaged in 95% of the race. And I nearly loved every minute of racing. For me, I feel like I removed a huge monkey from my back. After the NOLA debacle and GCT pathetic performance, I really wondered if I had it in me to race this distance anymore. I think I quieted those demons in my head. More to come later.

Instead, I want to give some major kudos to the people at Rev3 for putting on a great race. I previously blogged that I had high expectations and they didn't fail to deliver. I arrived on Friday afternoon as the expo was setting up. I worked the all3sports tent next to Heather Gollnick for a while so I got to pick her brain about the race. In my opinion, the race had those intangibles that are missing in the bigger races. It was very athlete focused. It wasn't a stuffy, corporate environment. It was a fun, family focused atmosphere.

What I liked:

• Family focus. Outdoor concert. Little Rev race. Giant bouncy things for the kids. Splash pool behind the finish line. The goal of Rev3 is to make the race an experience for the whole family. Kids had something to do for 3-5 hours during the race. I bet that made a huge difference for families.
  
• Giant jumbotron at the finishers line that broadcast footage from the course and updates on athletes.
  
• Computers where you could look up your results/splits after the race. I also assume they were updated in real time so you could track the athletes.
  
• Pros were accessible. The panel was held outdoors and the pros were seen mingling amongst the plebs most of the day.
  
• Good swag. Visor, shirt, ls shirt, medal.
  
• Easy, no hassle check in.
  
• Wooden blocks in transition instead of racks. Makes things much easier.
  
• BEAUTIFUL course. Very technical. Challenging. Well marked. You never were bored. It was tough, fast and fun. Everyone I talked to said the course was awesome.
  
• Challenging but fair run. Run was shaded on a greenway which was nice.
  
• Tons of timing mats. No way to cut the course
• Police presence everywhere. I think all of Knoxville's finest were staffed on the course.
  
• More volunteers than I have ever seen. And volunteers in some of the most rural areas giving up their Mothers Day to the event.

Room for improvement:

• Confusing transition. There were some swim/bike and bike/run issues going on. I think they will workout these kinks in the future.
• Small field. Only 260 registered for the half. Only 180 race.
  
• Roads were very shaded so you had to use extra caution as you couldn't see problems in the road. They did their best to mark them but you still had to be alert. Nothing the RD can do, just a minor cause for concern.
  
• Neyland Dr has uneven surfaces. Just an annoyance to run on.
  
• Several run out and backs. That is a personal annoyance. I know they maximized the course. I just prefer one giant out and back. The course had about 4 different branches off the main route.
  
• Need a few more volunteers at bike aid stations. If you missed a bottle at the first exchange there was little time to regroup and grab another one.
• Post race food. Boxed lunch? Come on. Pizza and beer!!!
  
• One BRUTAL uphill before the finish line. Cruelest thing I have every experienced in a race. More on this later.
  

Overall, I loved this race. I honestly think it may go down as one of my top 3 favorite races of all time. I give it a solid "A" grade for an inaugural race. I have a strong feeling that I will be back in the future.

Revvvving up for the Weekend

The time is near. Hopefully this will become an opportunity to remove a large monkey from my back. In the morning, I head north to the hills of eastern Tennessee and home of the Volunteers for the Rev3 half.

Much like ING, this race is looming over my head. When an event does that, it prevents me from looking beyond it. I can't see the rest of the race schedule. I can't plan for events beyond the weekend. I am ready to remove that burden.

I am really excited about the race too. Well...not about the athletic side of things. Instead, I am hoping that Rev3 lives up to its billing. I hope that it becomes a strong, sustainable competitor to the WTC and 70.3 model. I really like the family focus of their model. The weekend is packed full of good programming to entertain everyone. And I have faith in the organizers to put on a great race.

Performance wise, I don't really know what to think. I guess I am as ready as I will ever be. My body never peaked. I had a number of issues over the past few weeks that prevented my body from hitting its prime. I did the best with things so it is time to put the body to the test.

I am definitely approaching this race with a completely different mindset. Given the hilly terrain, I don't really have any high expectations. I don't anticipating going sub-5 even on a good day. At this point, I just want to have a solid day.

My goal is to see improvement in my swim area. I want to know that the 5 am wake up calls have really paid off. I have the confidence that I can put together a solid ride. I need to ensure that I ride conservatively. Finally, I want to have a respectable run. I am testing a new pacing strategy in hopes that it will leaving me strong over the second half.

So in the end, I hope I just put together a solid race. It doesn't have to be the fastest. I don't have to feel that I gave it 100%. I just want to be consistent out there.

And if you are in the area, stop by the all3sports tent at the expo. I will be working a number of shifts.

One Mean 5k

In this sport there are many highs...and many lows. You spend all your time training for an event. The competition is the reward. But then you cross the finish line and recall how much you hate it. That was my weekend.

I live in a very runner friendly area and only about a mile from one of the most popular running stores in Atlanta. Each May they host a local 5k that basically runs past my house. Hard not to participate. Last year, I ran about 6 miles prior and still managed a 22:18. It was my first stand alone 5k in nearly 3 years. This year provided me the opportunity to compare results.

My running has slowly come back around and after 2 decent weeks of running, I felt ready. I didn't anticipate leaving tread marks on the road but I thought I might be able to pull off a decent race. Plus, I knew that I didn't push the run at John Tanner. So I wanted to push this 5k and use it to obtain new pacing zones to use at Rev3.

Fortunately, I run these roads all the time. However, I usually run this route in reverse due to the long hill that awaited me. It is nearly a mile long with three different sections of incline. While I still wanted to set a pr, I was not willing to power up the hill too hard. I know my body well enough to know it will leave me injured.

I left my house at 7:30 and jogged for 10 minutes to the start line. Summer also decided to show up that morning. It was the first really humid day of the year. 1.25 miles later, I was soaked. This was going to be slightly more challenging than I anticipated. I toed the line toward the front and took off at the sound of the gun.

First mile was pretty fair. A small bit of climbing, mostly flat with a bit of a downhill toward the end. Mile 1: 6:15. Gulp. Too fast. This is going to hurt. I hit the bottom of the next hill and started climbing the long hill. The pack sorted itself quickly. You could tell who ran hills and who didn't. And then you had me in the middle. Mile 2 fell to about 6:47. Once I hit the top of the hill it flatted out. I remembered that last year everyone died at the top. That didn't change. I was struggling and hurting quite a bit. I pushed hard the last mile and saw my pace picking up but the damage was done. Mile 3: 7:11. I hit the final .1 of a mile with some added effort.

Total time 20:58
Last years time 22:18

I will take that type of improvement. The course is pretty tough so I know there is easily another 30 seconds in the legs without trying. What kills me is that the winners went low 15:00. That is nearly six minutes faster than my effort. That is crazy.

Overall: 72/789
Men: 64/412
M30-34: 14/77