Vacation!

Since completing the Malibu tri, I've not done much working out. I did some yoga, did some swim classes concentrating on form, not distance, sat in the steam room, and basically just relaxed. I've ridden the commuter bike for short trips, but between workout fatigue and work being busy, I've been much more sedentary than usual.

Except I forgot that I'd signed up for the Santa Monica 5000, a 10k that's happening on Sunday. This Sunday. As in day after tomorrow.

I haven't done any running (real or otherwise) in over a week.

I figure the worst that can happen is that I have to walk more than run.

Hopefully, I'll finish before the pancakes run out.

Malibu Tri race report with photos

Finished! Where's the booze?

The Malibu "International Distance" (since I guess we can't call it an Olympic any longer), was the first race I've done longer than a sprint.

The clock makes it look like it took me longer than it really did.  My overall time was 3:31:26, which, since my goal was to finish in under four hours, was pretty good.

First off, this was the biggest transition area I've ever seen. Yowza. It was crazy.

The swim was really wonderful, if a bit cold. The water was really clear, which is unusual for Southern California. It was a 1500 m parallel to the shore swim, and I went wide to avoid the crowd. I was about 20 feet further out than most of the people, which was really nice because there was no contact, but a bit difficult because I had no idea how to gauge how fast I was going. I had to pop my head up several times to get my bearings, but I swam pretty straight, which was good. I wasn't really concerned about the swim, so I just took it easy and swam at a moderate pace and enjoyed myself.

I ended up passing many of the breast strokers from the previous wave, but since we were the last wave, there was no one to overtake me. 

Swim time: 41:07

I staggered out of the water, took a few seconds in the showers, and then wobbled over to the bike. I'd gotten a camping sink - sort of a collapsible bowl and used it as a footbath, which worked great. I rinsed off, tried to dry off, put on my bike shoes, and was off.

T1: 8:26

I have no idea how that happened. It felt a bit slow, but not 8 minutes slow. I guess I took a nap that I don't remember or something. I know I didn't make a phone call or have a drink. Oh, well.

Gary and I head out. Gary looks considerably more fresh than me.

The bike was wonderful. I just love riding on PCH and with one traffic lane closed and right-of-way through the intersections, it was just fantastic.

I felt good on the bike and Gary rocked the house, except that I'd somehow gotten sand in my shorts on the swim and had some chafing issues since I'd forgotten to use the lube cream that I'd bought. Oh, well.

At the turnaround, they had bottles full of Accelerade, which I can't drink as it gives me a potty emergency, but I still grabbed a bottle just in case since my bottle of Perpetum was running a bit low.

The main problem I had was what to do with the bottle since I had two on the frame already - I ended up sticking it down my bra, which surprisingly didn't bother me at all, I just had to remember to pull it out before the photographer took my picture as I was heading back into transition.

Looking at this photo, you'd never know I have a water bottle shoved down the back of my shorts.

Bike time: 1:30:31, average speed 16.4

I can usually do 40k in about 1:15, but that's when I haven't just been swimming for a mile.  The main problem that I had is that for the last half of the bike I had to pee like crazy and I just can't bring myself to wizz on the bike (although it might have washed out some of the sand), so I just had to suffer.

T2: 5:10

Again, I don't know where that came from. It didn't feel that slow, but I guess it took me a while to put on the compression socks.

The run is the part I was really worried about - I'd anticipated having to run/walk it and having it take about 90 minutes.

After a break to pee at the first restroom I came across (my bladder was so full I'd stopped caring about time), I felt pretty good on the run.

The Malibu tri run is really gorgeous - it's along the beach path, and there's a wonderful view of the water and the sand. There was one area where the ground was flooded and it was slippery, but other than that I just ran along and didn't have to walk very much at all. I cheered my friends and drank water at the aid stations (and stopped completely at one to eat a Cliff Bar and chat with the volunteers), and felt really good, but not particularly fast.

A surprisingly un-forced smile

Imagine my surprise when I completed the run in 1:06:10 (10:50 pace).  It's not that fast, but it's way faster than I've been running all season, so I'm extremely happy with it.

After I finished, I hung out at the expo (sadly, rather small), ate something and cheered for the people coming in behind me.

We'd gotten a hotel, so I went back, hung my wet/sandy stuff up to dry, and then took a shower.

luggage rack used to dry wet stuff

I had trouble staying awake until after dinner, of course.

I got to bed about 9:30 and slept like the dead.

Sunday morning I woke up, and then went down to the hotel's pool, where they had a continental breakfast laid out by an outdoor fireplace. I ate a well-earned pastry, and sat for a long time with my feet up, just watching the clouds.

I was sore for about four days afterwards, and I had a fantastic time.

I'm hip and didn't even know it!

Today, I took Gary to Bikerowave for a pre-race tune up and scrubbing (no matter how hard I try, I just can't get all the sand out of Gary's chain unless I take it off and put it in the solvent tank - the chain, not the sand).

While I was there, another guy came in with a Centurion (one model up from Gary), and informed me that that these bikes are the new hot thing amongst the hipster set.

Dammit.

I feel like I need a sign that reads "I had this bike before it was hip" so that no one mistakes me for a hipster while I'm riding.

I guess I'm okay, though - I'm not wearing anything that could even be remotely interpreted as 'hip' and Gary's got a lot of uncool aftermarket parts that some guy in a fedora and girl jeans just wouldn't tolerate.

Also I haven't yet changed Gary's bar tape because I'm being silly and superstitious. We've ridden the Malibu course four of five times with the old bar tape and I'm afraid to change it before the race. I know it's stupid - flame on.

The race is Saturday! I don't know if I'm ready, but Gary is!

Busy!

Work has been insanely busy, which is good - overtime equals money, after all, but it also means that I haven't got a lot of time to do much else with my life, including biking, running or swimming.

I've gotten a few swims in, but I haven't been running due to a sore Achilles tendon, and haven't been on the bike for almost a week.

Which is super bad, since I have a race in 11 days. 

I'll do the Malibu Olympic distance on September 17, and I feel like I just haven't gotten enough saddle time, but there's not much I can do about it,since I'm not willing to quit my job to finish a few minutes closer to the middle of the pack.

Oh, well.  Just remind me that the purpose of all of this is to have fun. And get a T-shirt. But mainly to have fun.


Also, I got the score of a lifetime at the TriLAB's Labor day sale - TWO DeSoto women's tri tops and shorts for $11 each.

At least I'll look good when the people who actually had time to train blow past me.