A month ago, I visited the Bangs Lake Multisport Festival website at least five times before registering for the race. I looked at all the course info, the registration info, the picture of cool goodie bag item- a green and white cycling jersey- and even some past results just to see how tough the tri would be. I liked the convenience of the race location – just 27 miles or so from our home- and the packet pick up was in Deerfield just a 10 minute drive away. It’s also a smaller tri than Chicago, so the wave starts would be nice and early.
My final decision maker? I asked Mary Bradbury (TWT coach) about the hilly course. She had competed in this race at least a few times. She sent an email back saying, yes, it was hilly, but I could handle it. I love her confidence. Bruce also was excited to race, so the fact that both of us would be getting up at the crack of dawn and racing together sold me. DONE! I registered and arranged for sitter to stay the night with the kids.
After much preparation with our bikes, gear, and nutrition, the day before (and I tapered for the week – doing short, intense workouts), we hit the hay by 9 pm that night and set our alarms for 4:15 am.
at 4:20 a.m. or so, in the pitch dark, Riley, our dog, barely opened his eyes or moved much when we got up the next morning. Oatmeal with milk and fruit, and some o.j. for breakfast and off we went. I’ve learned that you MUST eat a good breakfast before a long race. Plenty of carbs. Bruce had loaded our bikes in the car the night before, so we threw in our gear bags and off we went.
We arrived at the race site in Wauconda, Il high school with a stream of traffic. We parked, unloaded and pumped up our bike tires. We even saw a familiar face- Andrew one of the TWT coaches! It was a nice short walk across the street to the transition area with plenty of racks and space for our stuff. Bruce and I racked next to each other and used my orange towel as our marker for our bikes and gear. We also counted the racks and noticed the sign in our row – Wave 5 & 6. We were near the “Bike Out” area but didn’t see the “Run Out” signs. We asked a volunteer, who said it was right by him, and they were still needing to put the sign up. We were set. We grabbed our wetsuits and suit juice and headed for the bus to shuttle us down to the beach to use the potty there.
On the bus, the woman across my row told her seat mate she had done Kona! (yes, that’s the Hawaii Ironman) Wow…some hard core athletes in this bunch! A few minutes later we arrived to the beach, the sun just starting to peek. We saw a port’o potty and headed there to go and put on our wetsuits. After chatting with a few other racers, and getting bitten by mosquitos, we jumped in the lake to warm up a bit. This is the first time I’ve been able to do this and it really calmed my nerves. Out and over to the swim wave start, I found Mary B., and Amy O, and we lined up together. No music pumping, but the announcer had started the race. We were Wave 5 and up soon….Yikes! My stomach fluttered…this was my first oly race in over a year. I’d be out there for over 2 hrs! I tried calming myself- just take it sport by sport. And like Kim text me the night before “give it all you’ve got!”
I lined up behind Mary as she shook off her nerves and fuddled with her goggles. Mine were feeling a little loose, so I attempted to tighten, then stopped -afraid I’d break a strap! Mary’s used to futzing with her goggles-I’m not. I kept my hands off.
There was a stillness and calm quiet as the announcer counted down. 10 seconds….I focused on the back of Mary and concentrated. 3,2,1….Off we went, running across the start pad and out into the water. A true mass start. I saw Mary run out as far as she could then leap into the water. I lept – arms everywhere. I just kept my face down and focused on my stroke – trying to pull away and find my space and pace. It took longer than I’d hope to pull away, but I got there. Sighting and keeping an eye on the buoys. We swam far out into the lake…I knew I’d be about 30 minutes or so, so I settled in and started breathing on both sides. I felt best doing this, as I didn’t then have to hold my breath so long between strokes.
Along the course, I sighted, watching for other swimmers and the buoys on our left. I missed that fact that I couldn’t take a look around and see my surroundings! I love swimming in lakes and checking out the scenery. Once I made it around the red buoy and headed toward land and the swim exit, I did stop to do breast stroke to see where we were to get out. My goggles were fogging up a bit and I just needed to know where I was going! There were colored flags at a small white structured building in the distance. Still a ways to go But, I was approaching fast…yeah. As I swam the last bit, I kicked harder to get my legs alive and started thinking about my T1 and cycling. I was putting all that I’d learn and researched for the book, TRI The Journey, into practice.
I popped out and ran to T1…a long run. Pulling off my wetsuit, it got stuck a bit around my elbows! Earlier, I was so focused on juicing up my ankles, that I totally forgot about putting any suit juice on my elbows. I pulled down harder as a I ran and got my suit off to my waist. Phew…then pulled it hard down to my ankles when I reached my bike and gear. I stepped on my suit around my ankles and pulled my leg up to get out of my wetsuit. Still on at my ankles, I pulled the last of it off around my foot, grabbed my sunglasses and helmet (my shoes were mounted on my pedals already) and got through the bike exit to then mount my bike. No problems.
Off I went with my feet on top of my shoes. I pedaled awhile until I felt I was in a spot to slip my feet into my shoes and velcro them shut. This was OK since I was just getting my legs warmed up for a 38k bike ride.
Rolling hill right off the bat and then a turn. Lots of left turns on this course. I found my pace and settled in my aerobars. I LOVE my aerobars and they do help me ride faster. The body positioning with them feels right- feels relaxed. So, it was hill after hill. There was one I was only going 10 mph up, but then it was a nice speedy on the downhill. I kept track of my time and fuel…taking in shot blocks I had stuck to my top tube every 15 minutes. I planned to take my gel at the 1 hour mark. I had my time clock right in front of me on my bike. My goal was NOT to bonk on the run, and the only way to do this was to fuel on bike. I also kept drinking my Powerade every 15 mins.
Two other riders and I were jockeying on the first loop of the course. I’d pass them, then they’d pass me! I passed them more often on the uphill…which worried me a little because I didn’t want to tire out too soon. I loved the scenery – barns, farms, homes.
Before too long, I heard Bruce come up behind me…”Go Betsy! Looking strong…” Geez, he started 3 minutes behind me! He passed me already??? I told him “Go Bruce! Looking good” He was cruising!
I felt good when I hit the second loop. I was hoping to come in around 1 hour 14 min or so and it was lookin’ good. On the second loop, one of the guys I was jockeying with rode past one of the turns and up into the grass! I made the turn, then looked back and asked if he was OK. He was smiling, a little embarrassed, then got back on track. Before long he was passing me up again! The turns were well marked, but there were many, so you had to pay attention and look ahead. Bruce told me later that he almost crashed when a woman kept going to straight at the turn as he was making the turn. There was even a road block and police at the intersection! The woman screamed, and Bruce put on his breaks, skidding a long way. The cops applauded his effort to avoid the crash.
Coming in to T2, I felt strong and pleased I kept up with my fueling. I knew the run would be hard and my legs tired. I was right. I did a pretty quick T2 getting my running shoes on and again, the run out was pretty long. I was hurting at first, grabbed some water right away and ran, waiting to find my running legs and pace. I knew it would take a little bit of time to get into my running pace. 6.1 miles to go!
A lot of people were on the run so they helped me keep going. I got a stitch in my side for a little, and just kept moving thinking of songs in my head and once I ducked into the neighborhood, I began looking for Bruce looping back.
The run course was hill after hill…I was thinking just a few hills, but no. This was one after the other! Yikes! I saw Vachee (the overall winner) running and cheered him on. Seeing the mile markers motivated me…2 miles…4 to go. I can do this. I thought of “Let it Rock” and “If it was your last day” and imagined Bon Jovi signing at his concert I went to a few weeks ago. I looked around. Took in some scenery. Feeling good, strong. Not knowing my pace….I saw Bruce just before the turn around and he cheered me on. He was running fast, so I felt slow. With the hills, I thought I was running 8:30 miles or more!
Thankfully, the clouds covered the sky and sun stayed hidden the entire race. When I saw the 4 and 6 mile marker I was thrilled to be feeling so good!! A few women around me took off running. They must have been training on hills. Not me! I wish I could have chased them, but was giving it all I had for the time. I tried pushing it a bit, and picked up my pace, but felt I just couldn’t go any faster for the last couple of miles.
When I popped out the neighborhood and crossed the street to head into the park and toward the finish line, one of the volunteers said, “Cool orange shoe laces! I like those.” Made me smile. I did force myself to smile on the last mile…just to forget some of the discomfort. SMILE says Chrissie Wellington. SMILE!!!
As I approached the finish line I saw Bruce ahead walking back to find me. “Go Bets! The finish line is just ahead. You are right there!” I said, “You gonna run the end in with me?” He moved to my right side and began running – of course faster than me! But he helped me kick it in some more. I was surprised to see the finish line not far. “You’re looking firm. Keep running firm,” he said.
So I did….I ran it firm and hard into the Finish Line. It was there and I made it feeling strong! I didn’t bonk, I didn’t hurt myself, I felt great and thought I’d finish in under 3 hours easily.
I met Bruce after taking off my chip. My legs got tight quickly and I was desperate to stretch them out. Then I didn’t want to hit a carb low, so asked Bruce to grab some bananas. Ah…we did it!
We saw Mary and caught up with her and her race..she was the overall female WINNER! So awesome. Then we found out Vachee was the overall winner! Couple of our locals and coaches. Incredible. We posed for a photo with Mary, Vachee, Candance, Amy, Katherine, Andrew – the TWT crew- who have all come a long way on our TRI Journeys. And we’re still going strong….Bruce and I were very pleased with our times, which left us thinking, can we go even FASTER???
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