This last Sunday (April 9th) I competed in the Arizona Ironman. And although the word “competed” sets the wrong impression, I did finish and I was not last.
Being a full time single parent and traveling extensively for my job makes it hard to train for these events. To this point, last Friday (two days before the race) I did my second training swim of the year – swimming 2.5 miles all at once, making it the single longest swim of my life. True to good training, I considered this my peak swim and then had a good two days to taper before the actual race. Real athletes peak and then begin tapering weeks before the race – not me as I just pretend to be an athlete. At this race, I did finish the swim in my best time ever, swimming the 2.4 miles in about 1:24.
The 112 miles on the bike took longer than planned (6 hours, 41 minutes) in part because the mid-day wind picked which affected the last half of the ride.
Then after just over eight hours of swimming and biking, I started the 26.2 mile run – a brutal experience considering the heat and the fact that my legs were pretty much destroyed from the hard work on the bike – and finished it in 6 hours, 3 minutes.
Oh … about the bike … I was certainly handicapped. Trust me, I was the only one to attempt this event on this kind of bike. Yes, that would be a full suspension mountain bike with knobby tires.
All things considered, I felt pretty good right after this 14 hour and 23 minute effort, and decided I would certainly never do that again on a mountain bike. Although after a few nights of sleep, I’m already thinking that doing the Ironman with a mountain bike again would be a good idea – obviously I must still be dehydrated!