XTerra World Championships Race Report Part II: Racing in Paradise

I woke on Sun Oct 27th with a spring in my step and a huge smile on my face.  I had carefully followed instructions on pre-riding and training in Maui, avoided the sun and stayed off my feet, eaten carefully, hydrated appropriately (so I hoped!) and managed to get a good night's rest.  Race day is here!!!

Spin Sisters Race kit for triathlon

Proudly wearing Spin Sisters Colours on Race Day

 I ate a reasonable breakfast taken from The Feed Zone, "Allen's Rice Cakes."  I tried to add 2 more scrambled eggs, but quickly discovered my tummy just wouldn't tolerate more.  The butterflies had arrived!!!

I easily arrived in Transition, set up my bike, made the rounds of port-a-potties, and realized I still had an HOUR to wait!!  I hadn't factored OUT my wetsuit: I am so used to struggling into the wetsuit and warming up in colder climes, that I suddenly had extra time to watch the crowd and soak up some nervous excitement.

Once on the beach, time sped back up again, we were marshalled to the right-hand side of the beach (yes, I made it onto the blooper reel when my swim cap popped off the top of my head - my kids saw it on the web-feed).  I practiced entering and exiting the waves, I swam for 5 min to warmup my shoulders, then headed back to shore for opening ceremonies.

The Swim
The Pros started at 9am, Men after a 2 min interval, Women after another 2 min interval.  Entry into the ocean was smooth, no lost goggles.  But swimming into the waves and trying to sight the buoy was tough!  I must have been sighting at the lull between waves, I would go for several attempts and still be in the trough of a wave.  It made the swim away from shore feel long and I wondered if I was lost! Luckily I stayed with feet almost the entire swim, right in the mix of people, so my fears of being alone in the ocean soon vanished.  500m out to the buoy, 500m back to shore - the return trip felt smooth and fast!

Quick Beach Run, still in the mix

A quick run on shore, through the sand, around the flags, dive back into the ocean for 250m to a second buoy and then 250m back to shore.  The second buoy came up fast and suddenly I was on terra firma looking for the chute to T1!

 Swim time: 35:01, 18th out of 25 in my age group.

T1
It was a LONG run UPHILL to T1!  I loved my Blue Seventy Swim Skin - the tear-away zipper and easy exit beats a clumsy wetsuit hands down!  I was out of my swim skin and working on my helmet and shoes, even with the long distance from the ocean to T1, I was outta there in approx 4 min!

The Bike
The initial climb was tough, it took some guts, it created a sweaty mess, and I tried to keep my head: drink, eat, pace.  Before long, I was at the ridge, and that's when it hit me: THIS IS FUN!!! I distinctly remember thinking that bouncing along the rainforest above the ocean, PASSING PEOPLE, riding short technical sections, enjoying the feel of the race, I was having a BLAST!!! The bike course is not too technical, lots of hills, but I was able to pass people unused to mountain biking on the descents, and the long dirt road downhill was a great place to catch up with some of the men who didn't like the loose dirt.  I reminded myself to trust the bike, keep rolling, feather the brakes, and enjoy the ride.  Whew, it was amazing!!!  I drank all of my camel back (frozen the night before, it thawed perfectly and provided cool water for my ride, complete with Ultima for electrolyte balance), and ate all of my rice concoction, just enough fuel to keep me going.  The final climb had some weird moment: I remember thinking that I could certainly use a rocket jet-pack on one of the hills, and I remember thinking about a Star Wars phrase: there is no try - do or do not.  I recalled the theory of hill work: sure, you can push your bike, but it is more efficient to ride the hill.  So I did - I let my legs spin uphill, knowing that there would be time for them to recup before the run.  I raced hard, I raced happy - it was a perfect combination of training, effort, and execution.  What a perfect ride! 

Filthy Dirty and Loving Every Minute of It!  Race Hard, Race Happy!

 Bike Time: 3:03, 17th out of 25 in age group.

T2:
Quick transitions, that was one of my goals: rack the bike, swap the shoes, grab a hat and GO.

The Run:
The first half of this course is a suffer-fest: uphill, follow the same track as the bike course; uphill for 3 miles.  Egads.  I made myself a promise: run all flats, all downhills, stop at all aid stations (one every mile), and suffer the uphills whenever possible.  The aid stations were just in time: I started overheating roughly 100m before an aid station popped up, whereupon I would grab 2 waters: one to drink, one to pour on the back of my neck to lower body temp.  I brought 2 gels with me, consumed them both along the way, and, thankfully, my tummy tolerated them.  My strategy worked, I started to pass people, even at a quick walk, and I was making decent time.  A short journey around the a small lake, then the downhill run began.  It was winding through the trees, watch your feet!, and relentless downhill.  Another runner pointed out we were on the way home, and if we pushed through, could make it under 5 hours.  Really? I did some mental math and kept pace, just off her shoulder.  We weren't in the same age group, and we struck up a winded conversation, I believe we both drew motivation from our short run together.  My quads began to quiver, and the short, very steep uphill 1 mile from the beach was a killer; my new running buddy pushed through, I needed a quick walk to the top.  Once over the top, I willed my legs to run, quickly descended to the beach and reminded myself to look for wet sand along the water's edge, and to use short, quick steps.  I suffered on that beach, but kept running. 

Race Face on the Beach: focused, running, determined.

 It was hard, it was biting into my legs.  I hit the grass, only 100m to the finish line, pick up the pace, keep running, and... FINISHED!!! I am so happy that my kids watched me cross the line on the web-stream.  Crossing the line was full of joy in accomplishment, it was a special moment.

Run Time: 1:18, 18th of 25 in age group

Notes on the Finish Line
This Finish Line felt as sweet as IMC two years ago; a bucket list race in a dream location, a wicked training plan that evolved into a winning race plan that was executed to demonstrate endurance, strength, and dedication.  I loved every minute of this race, it tested my physical and mental limits.  There is nothing else that I could have done on that day to achieve a different result.  It was an amazing, perfect race day.  

Crossing the Line with Determination and Strength

Overall results:

Total time: 4:57:08 (dream goal was sub-5 hours)
18th of 25 in my age group
144th of 215 women who started

Many thanks go to my husband and kids, who supported my time away from the family to train and focus.
Thanks to friends who think I've either disappeared off the earth or are tired of riding the same trails with me.
Thanks to colleagues and clients who listen to tales of trails and provided encouragement along the journey.
Thanks to Spin Sisters, you crazy group of women mountain bikers who inspire me with every ride.  
Thanks to Coach Jack for patience and talent designing the perfect training program for me.

What a wonderful world!