This was my first trip to the Big Island and it lived up to everything I imagined, both good and bad :) I had high expectations for myself going into this race, but since I had never been there or experienced ‘Madame Pele’ I tried not to think too much about time goals. I was lucky enough to get out to Kona 11 days before the race to get used to the weather, scope out the course, and get comfortable. I’ll get right into the report:
Pre-race: Woke up at 4:30am, ate bowl of oatmeal and i was out the door w/my special needs bags. I put up my thumb to hitch-hike my way to race start and (luckily) was picked up after a few min by a pickup truck. Got to the start with plenty of time to check out my bike, top off the tires and relax a little. As usual I felt fairly calm before the race and was ready to get started on a good long day of suffering. I ran into some friends and Timex teammates before the race which was very comforting considering the huge crowd.
Swim: BRUTAL! The start was crazy and the first half was actually dangerous! I think I must have started a bit to far to the inside because whenever we came to an orange bouy I was smushed between like 20 bodies trying to fit through the same 3ft space. I was at 32 min at the turn around and thankfully found a good line of people for a fairly easy ride back to transition with only minor bouts of nausea. Time: 1:01
Bike: I was excited to get this ride over with:) I knew I would be okay once I was off the bike, so I just had to be steady and not go crazy. It was exciting leaving transition and it was going well…my legs felt real fresh. I got out onto the Queen K Highway for maybe 1 mile and ‘pssssshhhhhh’ FLAT TIRE!!!???? What? Alright, I thought, no big deal. I had practiced for this kind of thing just the day before the race, but as you may have read in Eric’s blog about this, I somehow managed to break the valve stem. I just stood there for a bit, waving down anything that looked like race support, and eventually one came (12min total lost from time of flat). For some reason I wasn’t really upset or anything and just went with it. I had a little snack and some drink while convincing the race support guy to just throw on another wheel rather than screw around changing the tubular. He put the wheel on and I was off; cruising away witha crappy front wheel with a SWEEEET blue tire :) and no more computer. It was actually nice not having a computer. I know my body well and going by feeling and perceived exertion have always worked well for me….sometimes having the data messes with that. So the ride went by fairly quickly, I was usually grabbing 2 water bottles and 1 gatorade about every aid station. One full water went on my body and I drank the other. I only ate POWERBAR gels and POWERBAR gel Blasts (awesome!). I noticed the wind, but didn’t dwell on it. I kept my effort consistent and just kept picking people off. I figured I had no idea how fast I was going, but if I was passing people I couldn’t be going too slow :) Bike came to a close before I knew it and I was sooo happy with how it went. I came close to my goal of 5:30, so no complaints. Time: 5:39
Run: I dismounted the bike with a little discomfort and walked through most of transition to try and give my legs a chance to get ready to run. And after a couple minutes, I was off. I heard from enough people to be careful not to go out too quick the first few miles, so I was cautious not to go crazy here. With all of the peo
ple and excitement it would’ve been easy to go faster, but I’m glad I held back. The splits for my first few miles were right on and I made a little plan for the day to try and keep it under 8 min miles for as long as I could (and maybe even the whole marathon). I was smiling and having fun for all of Ali’i drive and was mentally preparing to keep it going for the Queen K. I was passing alot of people and trying to keep my spirits up by talking and saying good job to everyone. Soon I started to wonder ‘Where is my half way bag?’ Of course i should have figured out before the race that we don’t see the special needs food bag until mile 18!! By mile 15 I was sick of Coke and jonesin’ for my Red Bull! Miles 15-18 heading to the energy lab was a tough section for me…not close enough to the end to think about it and far enough into it to be hurt (I was over 8 minute miles at this point for sure). I even got the the point where I started saying ‘one foot in front of the other’….it eventually worked and soon I was at the Energy lab turn around! I grabbed 2 cups of Ice, got my food bag, and poured that delious energy drink into the ice. Red Bull does crazy things to me, and I think part of it is mental, but I don’t really care because it works. I chugged as much as I could and decided it was time to pick it up and push it into the finish. I hadn’t just trained all year to bite the dust. At this point I could no longer say good job to anyone because I was doing all I could to make it to the end. Thoughout the run I walked every aid station and took in a mix on water, gatorade, ice and coke. I think I ate 2 bags of the POWERBAR energy blasts and MAYBE 3 gels and a bite of bannana. I was litterally running on caffiene and sugar…but I didn’t want a relapse of my HORRIBLE stomach sickness at Ironman Wisconsin in 2008 so I was steering clear of too many solid foods. Anyhow…all in all the run went well and I managed to bring the last mile home in 6:51. Time: 3:28
Overall time: 10:17.58, 10th Amature, 40th woman overall, 4th in agegroup (25-29)
This was by far the toughest race I have ever done and for sure the hardest I have pushed myself. It was fun, painful, awesome and an even better experience than I could have hoped for. I am so thankful to my friends, family, and sponsors (Team TIMEX, Aquasphere, Trek, Elements Massage and Powerbar) for allowing me to be involved in this crazy sport and do what I love. As always, I can’t wait until the next race :)
