Well, 5 weeks after Lake Placid, I decided to give another
go at another tough Ironman course. The
reason for this is that I felt good after Placid (well, I thought I did – not
injured at least, or so I thought!), and I was not done for the season in my mind.
I was coming off of a great Lake Placid experience, and I was still hungry to
race. We knew that we had no idea how my
body would do with two such challenging races back to back, but I wanted to
give it a shot. I had nothing to lose!
The only issue that developed in the weeks leading into the
race is that left leg/foot issue that was slowly developing before Lake Placid
was steadily getting worse/not better. I my sports med doctor, a neuro (albeit
not a sports neuro), did nerve conduction testing, went to PT, etc. No one
could figure out what was causing this strange issue while on the bike. I could still ride, but just awkwardly with
that left leg and it was not that comfortable. I certainly had a hard time putting
out higher power numbers, but Ironman watts seemed to be manageable. So I
decided I could still go forward with racing and just see what would
happen. I had no idea to be honest how
my leg and foot would hold up over 112 miles in the heat. I knew that I had just done it though, albeit
on a more “normally” functioning leg, so I had that to draw from. Things seemed
to be good on the run, but I probably felt a little “off” with my left calf and
foot, but not nearly the issues I was having on the bike. The rest of my body felt awesome!
So I have to say that I got to Louisville to race the least
confident I have ever been about a race. I did not share this with many people,
my coach included, but I was nervous as hell about how that bike would go and
how it would affect my run. The last
time I felt like anything similar to this was at Ironman Hawaii last year when
I raced with a torn hamstring and just could not run! I knew this was different
in that I was pretty sure I could get my body in some form or fashion to the
finish line. The question would be if good enough for top 2 or 3 in my age
group so I could try and qualify for Kona.
Although, I honestly went in having mixed feelings on if it would even
be worth it for me to go to Kona feeling like this, but I figured, “cross that
bridge if and when you get to it”…you need to get there first.
Pre-race meal and day were identical to that of Lake
Placid. Woke up at 3:50 AM Race day
again so that I could get to transition by 4:40 to set up my bike quickly and
then get a place in line for the time trial swim start. Had my shower, usual breakfast and off I
went. I got to my bike and put my food
and bottles on the bike, SRM head unit and then went to find my friend Heather
who brought her pump to transition. We pumped the front no problem, but found
the rear tire would take no air. It had gone completely flat overnight! Now I
was glad I had left some air in my tires overnight so I could see I had an
issue. I panicked for a moment as I knew I need to get in line for the swim
start, but I had to see the bike techs to fix my issue. Luckily it was early
and line not too long. After about 30-45 minutes there, they fixed my flat with
a new tube, and I was able to get going to the start. Everyone I knew racing
was already down there, so it was nice to take a few minutes walking by myself
to think POSITIVE thoughts about my day ahead and the fact that hopefully all
my misfortune had passed at this point. I got to the long line that had formed
and luckily found Felicity and Seth pretty close to the front, so I was
excited. Now it was round 6:00AM so only an hour to wait. Took my gel around 6:45 and two salt tabs
and got ready to start. We jumped in the water at 7:07, so we were in pretty
good shape as to the start time! The
Time Trial start was a blast. Don’t get
me wrong, you are still dealing with a lot of people around you, but you can
get around them. I swam inside, close to the island until we turned to head
back to transition and then stayed next to the buoy line. Never had a draft,
but that was ok, I just swam my race and it felt good. Warm, but good! I got out of the water at
1:05 and I was happy for a non-wetsuit swim.
I got onto the bike, half praying that my issue would have
miraculously gone away, but it was there from the first pedal stroke, so I just
put it out of my mind and said “deal with it!”
The first 10 miles are flat and fast, so I chose to push higher watts
here and really pushed the watts a bit higher until the start of the first
loop. I was going back and forth a
woman in the 45-49 age group for a long time and we were having fun. I saw some packs, but nothing like Lake
Placid as this course is all about rollers and they break up pretty
quickly. The Louisville bike course is
definitely hilly and challenging, particularly on a hot day! My nutrition was
spot on, I was taking 1-2 water bottles at each aid station, and I was making
do with my leg. My watts seemed to be where we wanted them to be, or really the
best I could ask for with my leg. The second
loop, all of those rollers catch up with you and it certainly is getting quite
hot. I felt that I was still able to hold my watts pretty well, but we were
also starting to battle a head wind, so that was not fun! Because of my awkward pedal stroke, my left
foot was getting really sore and hot on the metatarsal area, so I kept dumping
water on my foot and moving it around to try and help the pain a bit. The last 10 miles are flat again as you come
back to town, but it was now quite hot and we had quite a headwind…not
fun! I felt my bike was strong all
things considered and everything except the leg felt good! That bike course will keep you honest for
the run with 5500 feet of climbing!
In transition I was a bit slower than normal, going to the
bathroom, making sure I drank, getting sunscreen, etc. so I knew I was ready
for that hot run. When I took my left
bike shoe off, I saw that I had bloodied one toe and one was already developing
a bad blood blister due to the awkward pedal stroke. So I put some hydropel on
those areas and just HOPED all would be ok on the run. Everything started off ok, albeit hot. I also took my first gel and salt tabs at
mile 4 on the run and started walking the aid stations here. I also thought that with the walk breaks I
could try and take away some of the pain on my feet. Unfortunately, I was not so lucky this
time. I had excruciating pain starting
to develop at the ends of my toes and the ball of my foot on the left side,
each step was very difficult. Sometimes,
it would come and go, but it was pretty much there most of the race. By about mile 10, I knew I was in for a long
run. I never felt good, this one was going to be a struggle. I was now in 2nd place, but hoping
my body would hold out for a good marathon at least. I had just done this 5
weeks prior right? I took my gels every
4 miles and salt tabs and alternated IM perform and water at each aid station,
but my legs felt like LEAD (I am ignoring my foot now). They just got heavier
and heavier and just would NOT move the way I wanted them to. It took every bit of positive mental
strength not to just stop and walk. I had never felt like this before. My guess is LP ironman was still in those
legs. By mile 21 I was seriously
questioning my ability to finish, but I quickly put that out of my mind and
just kept going- SLOWLY – but going. My foot was in so much pain at this point,
it almost did not matter. This is where
I was passed by 2 women in my age group, but I did not know what loop they were
on. I assumed BOTH were on their first loop, so it was a little disheartening
to now think I was in 4th, but I was bound and determined that I was
NOT going to quit and I would finish. I
also did not want to get passed again.
So, I am not sure how, I swear, but I crossed that finish line absolutely
miserable! Gardie was not there, but
the catchers took me to medical as I was really not able to walk very well. I
spent two hours in the med tent, getting an IV and also icing, etc. I think I got some nausea medicine as
well! It was then I found out I
actually got 3rd! WOW, I was shocked and thrilled! Although part of
me wishes I just could have pushed that extra minute SOMEWHERE along the way to
remain at second. But I could not think that way as this is where the cards
fell on that day. To be honest, I knew
that it would be SILLY to race another ironman even if I HAD qualified for Kona
until I got my left leg figured out in some way!