Yesterday I did the Las Vegas Silverman triathlon – this is known as the toughest Ironman in North America. Talk about suffering. Whoever dreamt up this course is a sick puppy.
The 112 mile bike course involved over 9,700 feet of climbing, which is just over a third of the way up Mount Everest! The 26.2 mile run course involved over 2,000 feet of climbing.
To boot it was really windy during the swim and the bike. This made the 2.4 mile swim in Lake Mead very choppy – my most difficult swim ever. And the first 50 miles of biking were into something like a 15 mile per hour headwind – my most difficult biking ever. Good thing I did not try this race on my mountain bike, as I once did in an Ironman; otherwise, I could still be out there.
The swim took me 1 hour 29 minutes. The bike took another 7 hours 18 minutes. This means after getting into my running gear I had already been racing for nearly 9 hours. No better time to start a marathon run, huh? Well, the run took me just over 5 hours.
The funny thing about these events is that you get progressively dumber as the day goes on. On the bike I attempted to simply count cyclists I was passing. Not possible – it just took too much concentration to perform this mathematical feat. Then on the run I distinctly remember hearing that it was 6pm and given that the race started at 6:30am, one would think computing the total number of elapsed hours would be easy. Computing the 11 hours and 30 minutes of elapsed time in my head was exceedingly difficult – in fact, I gave up at least twice before deciding to try one more time!
At about 13 hours into the race, I turned left into a dead end dirt lot with a fence. I saw another athlete coming straight on and politely asked if he was lost. He said "No". As I was concluding that he was simply dazed and confused I looked up to see I was running into a fence. Turns out I was the one off course. So I blurted out … "I guess I am lost!"
The whole race took me 14 hours and 10 minutes.
Well, it is the day after. My legs hurt. It is hard to walk. I’m tired. Still thirsty. And still am suffering from an IQ deficiency.