Team Denver represented Polar at the Boulder Peak Triathlon. Great job. See you again at the Boulder Half IM August 12th.
-Wendy-
This was my first Ironman, so the whole family came to Lake Placid. We arrived on Wed. and I tried to stay away from town and all the people. I registered on Thursday and then drove one lap of the bike course. Wow, this is a very hilly bike course! It looked like some great sections to get in a good rhythm but also some very long climbs near the end of each lap. Friday I got up early and swam one lap of the course and then rode the run course to check it out. More hills! Saturday I dropped off my bike and special needs bags and walked around the expo for about 10 minutes. It had been a solid down pour for the past tree days so it was nice to get outside.
Jeremy Ransey-As usual I've been spending my time riding and neglecting my weakness (swimming). Oh well. I don't know
about everyone else, but the high temps over the last month have been challenging for mid-day training. I hope the Peak has cooler temperatures,
especially if anyone has a later wave start.
Denny Farrell- Wow – you guys are pretty damn impressive!! I don’t have any medals or AG placing to report, but I can say that this has been my best year to date, and I am breaking every PR by quite a bit! And I really do believe it’s because I buckled down and focused on the HR training zones more closely than ever this year. I’ve come close to top 10 a couple of times, so hopefully next year we’ll see that change. And how about getting featured? I had no idea until I saw Olivia’s email!
This team is spectacular, and I’m pretty psyched to be a part of it. you guys are inspiring, motivating, and just plain cool!
Wendy-I am very pleased that the Denver Team is doing so well. Team photo is in store at the Boulder Peak triathlon. IM training is going well, hectic summer schedule, being Aquatics coordinator, personal trainer and coaching triathlon team, I am going full speed 24/7. My work schedule comes in a slow hault in August and I hope to be very focused on my training instead of my athletes training in August and September.
Waiting on the beach to start the Ironman 70.3 Buffalo Springs Lake Triathlon I found myself reviewing all of the days I got up early to train, all the hard runs I had done, and the long bike rides I really did do. I had to do that to remind myself that I was trained for this distance. When the horn sounded to start my wave I stopped all that. It was time to get down to the task at hand. As I made my way through the first half of the swim I felt comfortable in the water, and was pleased to be swimming in what was a relatively straight line. Rounding the final turn I was starting to get warm in my full sleeved wetsuit but continued in the smooth rhythm I’d established, passing swim caps from the prior waves, and ultimately seeing the shoreline and the wading volunteers who were helping racers safely out of the water. I was grateful for three of those volunteers for helping to pull my wetsuit off, I’ve been struggling with that lately and dreaded the idea of a three minute transition trying to get that thing off.
As planned, I took it easy directly out of transition so as to take on the first 7.9% grade hill without sending my heart rate into zone 4 where I’m sure I’d struggle to get it back down. I knew that the seven total climbs over the 56 mile course were going to take some planning and I was determined to manage them wisely. As I neared transition and the final 8.9% grade climb I realized that I had put down an under 3 hour bike time, a PR for me. That was a great feeling to take with me as I started the run.
By mile three in the run, though, I realized that I hadn’t planned as well for that final leg of the race as I had for the bike. I wasn’t sure how hard to push and where or how conservatively I should be going and where. My heart rate was in zone 4 for the whole run, and on some of the hills neared 5. I kept thinking I needed to bring that down or I’d really blow up. That thinking probably caused me to err on the conservative side. I ended up with a 2 hour half marathon, which was disappointing after my bike split.
My final time was seven minutes better than my last half iron distance race from last year. I was pleased to have finished 6th in my age group and to have been offered a slot to the 70.3 World Championships in
A late addition to my 2007 race calendar, the Tri the Creek Sprint Triathlon was meant to serve as a tune up race for my upcoming season. What a day it turned out to be.
The first of five swim waves was scheduled to go off at 7:00 AM, but was delayed by about 5 minutes. I started in the front of the 3rd wave pack. I didn’t know what to expect in terms of my swim pace, but once we were underway and I started to see that the open water was truly open for me I realized that I was swimming pretty well. I was off to a decent start.
The run to transition felt like a mile; up a hill through some grass, down a concrete sidewalk, finally over the mat and into TA. Like last year I found I had trouble getting my wetsuit off. There I was sitting on the ground struggling, pulling and tugging but unable to get the thing off my lower legs and over my feet. I finally asked the guy next to me if he would mind giving a tug on the end of the suit. Finally I was free albeit after a total T1 time of an abysmal 3:35.
As I rode the fast bike course through
It felt like I didn’t have feet at all. There was no sensation coming from them at all. I was worried that not being able to feel them would cause poor footing with each step and that I might end up in a heap under the feet of the other racers. About 5 minutes into the run I decided I should stop and tighten my laces to at least ensure that I was getting the full support benefit of my shoes. Once the laces were snug I told myself to stop thinking about the issues and just run.
Approaching the finishing chute I was running with all I felt I had left. I had completely forgotten about the issues with my feet, but I remembered clearly why I don’t do sprint distance races as a matter of habit. My heart rate had been well above my threshold for over an hour at that point, and I thought that if I had to keep going at that pace for much longer I would certainly be revisiting my breakfast. But one step led to the other and I finally crossed the line in a final time of 1:12:31.
In the end I was the 6th overall female and 1st in my age group. The thrill I felt at taking 1st place at my “tune up” race was eclipsed though at the end of the event when my race number was called for the biggest of all of the door prize giveaways of the day….I won an Orbea bicycle!!!