Greetings all,
I haven’t sat down and worked out the weekly program just yet but I’m here to say I’ve entered Busso HIM and , at this stage, it is my plan to continue on to do IMWA. It needs to fit in with several activities including Jacob’s ladder, swimming, evening runs, time trials, long rides out to Pinjarra Rd, weekend beach walks, weekend runs including Bridges and Deepwater Pt, etc, etc. Basically, there goes my spare time!
I bought a 10 visit pass to Riverton Leisureplex however my Central TAFE gym is still only $30 a month so my strength sessions will still be there. I stil have my 12 week Half Ironman program developed by Dee’s Personal Trainer so I’ll use that. I think that core strength is an important element of training to add to the nutrition and , of course, practise in the actual 3 disciplines.
Dee has posted a pretty comprehensive diet for me to follow on the fridge door. It includes poached eggs, wholegrain bread, nuts, protein shakes, etc, etc.
Sunday was a great day with a 6am walk along Port Beach to Cottesloe and back for a total of 9kms. We saw the Leighton Beach open water swim and checked out the donated ‘rubber ducky’ Jimbo - a great addition to the surf lifesaving fleet!! A great brekky at Beaches Café in Cott afterwards (highly recommended great, great omelette). Technically, my first day of training was yesterday but all I ended up doing was the cycle commute (albeit pretty hard). After the beach walk, we did a swim at Riverton - this goes down as my first 1km swim effort. Brendan, Liz and I had a bit of fun with this, seeing what sort of time we could post on a ‘hot lap’. Brendan smashed us with a 38second effort for 50m (but a birdy tells me that Richard Kelly was capable of a 1m4sec effort for 100metres in his youth. Potential HIM and IM candidate Mr Kelly!! Mate, if you can average 45kph in criterion riding, swim that fast, you really only need to be a fast walker….ok , so maybel that’s an exaggeration!)
Today was the cycle commute on the Colnago. Again, I had a ’sucker fish’ drafting for the entire journey in from Mt Henry Bridge. I say that because I had a TBE rider who tailed me most of the way home until I turned off Roe Hwy path to Ranford Rd. I will cycle past Riverton for a swim tonight. Likely 6.30pm to 7.15pm. I’ll need to check in with Rodrigo Mejias to resume our evening runs to see which day of the week suits. (Looks like Thursdays 7pm starting 21 Jan) I think we will be going around 5min/km pace but progressively try to chisel this down to the low 4min/km range. Once we get a regular weekly run it will likely shift to 2 runs a week. For those of you interested, we start at 7pm through to around 8.30pm. These are likely to be 18km efforts out to Willeri Drive and back. All welcome to join in with these. It’s a good time to take stock and see how many of us can ‘go the distance’ and opt to do the full Busselton IMWA in December. That is, to maintain our fitness program seamlessly as a sort of year long preparation and ‘piggy back’ it on to the HIM prep.
It would be great if you guys that haven’t already could sign up for the 40 or 80km time trial at Wandi on 31 Jan. If its hot weather like this, I’ll likely put my hydration pack on for the 80km effort. As those of you who have done these know, nobody judges you on your overall time. You will find that averages dip down to the mid 20’s (kph) so don’t be put off by time triallists sitting well over that 40kph range. We are all racing against ourselves.
We have already booked a 2 bedroom unit at Peppermint Park Eco Village for 2 nights at $145 per night. There still seems to be good availability here. By the way, Rod Mejias has a mate who has a sub 30min swim in him and is looking to form a team for Busso HIM. Hopefully, we can rustle up a cyclist and runner.
I’d like to plug the Felt B16 for $2200 from Runner’s World. Still represents excellent value and Phil Ingpen will look after you. Carbon frame, TT wheels, Durace bar end shifters, 105 componentry, lovely TT frame.
Paul Covich and I did our Christmas Eve ride around the river. We spotted Peter Clark at the Milligan St footbridge so he joined us for most of the trip. As an aside, Paul and I will do the ‘5 dams’ ride in mid March as part of Cyclosportif. Its 230kms but you can opt to do a shorter 3 Dams ride over 150kms.
On the subject of cyclosportif, I have coaxed a guy called Greg Perry on board ‘Team Force’. He trials at over 40kph and is keen to get on board. As I’ve said before, we will have two teams for this season and one will be around 2 to 3 kph slower than the other. Jason will soon organise new kits for those who missed out the first time. If anyoneout there wants to jump on board for some team time trialling. Just be aware that both teams will always contest the A distance so it will definitely test your mettle but one team will be 2 to 3kph slower than the other.
Congrats to Raf Baugh (along with Jason Nuttman) opening a new runner’s shop in Hay St (I think called the Runner’s Shop). A great move and we’ll plug this for all its worth.
So, let’s do a head count for Busso Half Ironman
Paul Christiansen
Brendan McSweeney
Liz McSweeney
Paul Covich
Fiona Longden
Peter Clark
Ashleigh Davis
Paddy Apps
And about 1395 others!!!!
Another good training weekend. Only Richard Kelly, Craig Saywell and myself for the Sat Am ride. They were supposed to be resting for the Sunday crit riding….but we went around our 65kms pretty smartly again. Hopped on with some SRG boys on Mts Bay Rd.
I bumped into Tim Cant ( mechanic with Bikeforce Success) who has put his Busso Half Ironman entry in. Doing no less than 40 laps of swimming. Around 5 or 6 at Bikeforce Success doing Busso Half. He has a new bike, a Scott Plasma I think (including some blingy gold Campag Shamal wheels if you don’t mind!)
Anyway, I told him I was at 20 laps but progressing to 25 laps next week. Still on around 55sec per lap so its all good. I did some pool walking too to help my calf muscle along a bit. I went for 110kms of hard riding yesterday in my full TT set up including the Gravity Zero wheels (discovered a puncture at the end of this ride, d’oh!!)
Will be doing regular running training on Thursdays with Brendan McSweeney and Rodrigo Mejias. We will likely start for 12km efforts but crank these up to 18kms within a couple of weeks. Dee will have her training group doing Jacob’s Ladder from 5.30pm on Thursdays if you want something alternative.
We are trying to encourage you guys to stay at Peppermint Park Eco Village (or at least drop in so we do some serious partying afterwards) for the event. Ash has bought her very first Triathlon Bike. It is a red and white Felt S22 so a very nice pickup. She has her training plan now so between her and Paddy, they will keep each other honest.
This week, you should all at least be aiming for 1250 to 1500m swim efforts, around 50 to 60min runs and a couple of midweek cycling efforts with a long ride on the weekend. We’ll keep it simple and check in to see how we’re all going. Tara Coffey (an ex workmate of mine) on the waitlist so hopefully will pick up one of the new spots.
Some of the events coming up that you may want to consider are the Oz day triathlon at Point Walter (nasty little hill, nasty bone-jarring speed humps), the Wandi Time Trial on 31 January with a 40 or 80km option (come on, toughen up, do the 80kms), Darlington Half Marathon in March, the 3 dams or 5 dams cyclosportif ride on 14 March. Champion Lakes Triathlon on 14 March 2010. City of Perth Triathlon is also on 31 Jan. The list is seemingly endless.
There’s only 2 open water swims coming up (including Sorrento on weekend of 23 and 24 Jan) but the Busso Jetty Swim looms. This year, due to the Jetty reconstruction, there will only be a choice of doing the whole jetty for 3.6kms or a shorter 1km swim.
Just in case this is convenient for any of you. I think we’ve made Riverton Leisureplex our swimming venue of choice for training. I’ll go there this afternoon for around 5.15pm start. I’ll then cycle back home for a 12km run with Brendan. Tim Cant (Bikeforce Success) is swimming Tues and Wed there.
The pool walking afterwards works a treat and it actually feels like a solid workout to boot. It’s amazing that 6 weeks on from the calf injury that there’s still some swelling there. I’m hoping no scar tissue problems.
Congrats again to Ashleigh Davis again on her new Club Development officer job at Triathlon WA and on her new red and white Felt S22. I have settled on doing the 1,25km swim next Sat 23 Jan at Sorrento. Lizzie and Brendan doing a hills ride this Sunday morning ( a nice early start recommended)
My new Conti Giro tyre (tubular) has punctured on the Gravity Zero rear 4 spoke wheel so I think I’ll go a Tufo brand next time.
Blasted in to work on the old 13kg Colnago this morning. About 110pds in the tyres and it was very cruisy. I just love passing people on this old steel ‘girl’ !!
Saturday will be the usual 7am ride from Canning Vale (cnr Warton and Amherst Rds). Team Force has made a deliberate decision not to align with any bikeshops in terms of sponsorship. I say this because the likes of Bikeforce Success, Avantiplus Cannington and Cyclebuzz all have our support. I think if you start aligning, you make enemies. I read Courtney Ogden’s IMWA report the other day and he clearly has some great support at Bikeforce Success.
This season, we will again field two teams for cyclosportif. The A team (Team Mega Force) will have the likes of Richard Kelly, Guy Pritchard, Paul Covich, Jason John, Greg Perry, Craig Saywell, Peter Clark and Nick Cunnington. The B team ( Team Delta Force) will have myself, Tim Roach, Brendan McSweeney, Mike Aviet, Brian Sawyer, Todd Panietz.
Tim, I daresay at Bikeforce Success you may have your own sportif teams but you’re welcome to jump on board. It seems we will have around 4 or 5 spots available. Eloise Dortch, you know why you’ve been named - In fact any other women who regularly ‘chick’ guys on their bikes are welcome.
Jason John will soon be ordering new kits. I daresay that they may be a little more than the $40 they cost initially (this was total cost of jersey and arm warmers).
Paul Covich and I are out of the 5 dams ride/ 3 dams ride on March 14 as we have a fun run to organise at Scarborough Beach (ATO National Sports Carnival). As I indicated, several events clash including Champion Lakes Triathlon, Darlington Half marathon and the Cyclosportif 5 dams ride.
Reservoir
CHRISTO
Now for a great read, here is the full except from my workmate Dave Koopu and his Ironman WA 2009 report/experience - just a great, great read!! Enjoy
Ironman 2009.
Where do I start? I joined the Australian Taxation Office 21 Feb 2008 and was placed in the same team as a dude called Paul Christiansen (Christo). He was right into cycling and Ironman events and his enthusiasm was infectious. He had completed the 2007 Busselton Ironman as an individual and had entered the 2008 event as part of a team. During the year he filled me in on the training he was doing and would go on to provide me with lots of invaluable training tips and race information (most of which I ignored as it all sounded really tough). I did start to think though that maybe I could give it a go.
At the time I was riding a 10 year old mountain bike. I was riding 20kms a day (commuting to work and back) and playing rugby. I foolishly thought that this would be sufficient training to prepare for an IM. The first time I tried to ride 50kms nearly killed me. Time for a new strategy. I revised my plan to maybe try a half Ironman instead. Plus I needed a new bike. I went to my local bike shop and one of the guys there sold me his second hand Giant OCR1 for $700. Compared to my old mountain bike this thing went like a rocket but I was still being passed on the bike track by everyone else on a road bike. Still it would do me for the HIM.
I traveled to Busselton to watch Christo compete in the 2008 IM and was really inspired watching the race. I saw people there whom I previously would’ve thought had no business being in a race of this magnitude but at least they were giving it a go.
My partner came across a Triathlon book during a sale and it had several training programs in it from beginners Triathlons to the full IM. I resolved to start training for the half IM as per the program in the book. It was a shock to the system to discover that the half IM program runs for 18 weeks which meant a start date of 26th December 2008 for the May 2009 half IM in Busselton.
Great my first IM training session began with a hang-over.
Unbeknownst to me my partner had brought me a new beaut go fast $3000 racing bike for xmas (Giant TCR Alliance). I got her a $29.95 bottle of perfume from Myers. With this thing I managed to pass most of the commuter traffic on the bike track to and from work and on occasion managed to stay with some of the more serious riders.
My training for the HIM was going to plan until I suffered an injury at work which put a dampener on things. Shortly after, my employer sent me to regional WA for a week. I managed to complete that weeks training program but staying out on the booze till 3-4am most nights did not help. I also flew back to NZ for a couple of weeks to visit family and once again ate and drank too much. Still I was confident that the HIM was achievable. My training was on track and I was feeling more confident by the week. Unfortunately the Busselton HIM is a very popular race and due to the large number of entries the close off date was moved forward nearly a month and I was not able to enter. This really bummed me out so the bike was thrown back in the shed and I went back to playing rugby.
Not long after the HIM Christo started to talk about the full IM and once again I got caught up in his enthusiasm for all things Ironman. I went back to the book and saw that the full IM program was only 12 weeks. Hey I can handle that. Come Sept 09 training was back on. Although it wasn’t a long program it was pretty full-on. After the first two weeks things really ramped up. I was swimming 7-12 kms per week, running 40 kms per week and riding up to 250 kms per week.
During this time I was carrying a couple of injuries which made life hard. I had a bad shoulder courtesy of the work injury and too many years playing Rugby and a bad calf due to Rugby and old age. The training was hard but I was actually enjoying it. After some cajoling from workmates my entry for Busselton IM went in 23 October 2009.
Busselton
I arrived in Busso 3 December 2009 and registered when I hit town. A mate of mine Andrew traveled with me as we were staying with his sister. There were lots of fit looking people everywhere so the first stop after off-loading the gear was the local pub until the carbo loading party started. A couple of beers and a good feed had me nice and relaxed and I got a good nights sleep waking up with not too much of a hang-over.
Friday 4th December was bike and gear check-in day. This was when I discovered I had left my bike helmet at home. One panicked trip to the local bike shop got me a new hat and gloves for $100. The rest of the day I spent relaxing and managed to limit myself to enough beers to take the edge off. I hit the sack at about 8-9pm. The rest of my cheer squad had arrived from Perth and they were on the booze but still trying to keep things quiet for my sake.
Race Day
4.30am the alarm went off and I was up ready for action. While I got myself ready Andrew prepared a couple of pieces of toast with honey for me. I pulled the wetsuit on, got my street gear bag ready and at about 5.15am we were off to the start line. I arrived at the IM village just after 5.40am got my number inked on the calf and headed to the jetty for a warm up swim. The forecast was for temps in the low 30s with South Easterly winds.
With temperatures that hot hydration, nutrition and personal choice of deodorant was going to be very important. I opted for a sandalwood scented underarm.
At the start line people were milling around everywhere. I managed a quick dip to cool down then lined up to await the start.
(When deciding to enter the IM I read in the race rules that you had to have competed in at least a sprint distance triathlon. The only ones I could find to enter was the sprint event at the World Long Distance Triathlon Finals which were held in Perth in October or a HIM in Lombok early November. I actually entered the Lombok event but I couldn’t find anybody who wanted to travel with me so I signed up for the Long Distance event. Not having ever seen a live triathlon before let alone competed in one I had no idea what was going on so I thought I would just follow everyone else. Trouble was the people who I was following, who were all dressed in Triathlon gear, weren’t entered in the event so when the race started about 50 meters out from the river bank I was sitting on the wall thinking I would be in the next group to go. I ended up giving everyone a 5 minute head start. Not that it made any difference to the result.)
The Race
At 6.00am the professionals were away.
Given my previous faux pas at my only other triathlon event I made sure to start with the rest of the racers.
At 6.15am the hooter sounded for the Age Groupers.
Armed with the extensive triathlon experience of 1 prior race (in which I came 2nd last), a 12 week training program under my belt, a bad shoulder, half a hangover and a crook calf- I was off- I was competing in an IRONMAN DISTANCE TRIATHLON.
The Swim
3.8kms out and back around Busselton jetty.
All the advice I had been given about the swim leg centered on staying out of the “Washing Machine” however I didn’t seem to encounter any problems. The ocean was flat and calm and not too cold. Wetsuits were optional but I didn’t see anyone not wearing one. I had decided to take things easy as it was going to be a long day (and I can’t swim very fast). The swim was a lot easier than I thought it would be. I could see the bottom for most of the journey out and it really did feel like swimming in a big pool. I didn’t look at my watch when I reached the end of the jetty but it felt like I’d only been swimming for about half an hour.
My first goal for the day was to try and stay in front of the team swimmers who had left 15 minutes after we started. I was a bit shocked when the first of the team swimmers caught me and went past like I was treading water (I later learned that some Olympic medalist dude was in the teams event). The return leg was tougher and it felt like I was swimming against the current. My shoulder started to ache when I was about 400-500 meters out but I figured that I wouldn’t need the shoulders for the rest of the race except to sit my neck and head on so I could just push through the pain. I had planned to finish the swim in 2 hours which meant I would be on the bike by 8.25am. I was surprised to find that the swim had taken 1 hour 22 minutes so I had a nice long rest in transition. I managed to get a good drink in me as well as a couple of power bars they were handing out.
14 minutes in transition then it was on the bike for the longest leg of the day. This leg consisted of 3 laps of a 60km circular course.
The Bike
180.2 Kms in close to 40 degree heat.
I had no idea where I was in the grand scheme of things but the bike area was pretty empty when I left. I felt really good and was conscious of getting enough food and water in me during the first leg of the cycle. At the 10km mark of the first lap the breeze hit me and it seemed that I would be riding into the wind for the rest of the day. My plan called for me to try and average 30kmph or as close as possible to that so I could finish this leg in 7 hours. I managed to stay above the 30kmph level for the first lap completing it in 1 hour 52 minutes. The second lap was slower at 2 hours15 minutes but I was still feeling strong. I took drink and food on at every aid station and was really having a good time, waving and joking with the crowd and volunteers, posing for photos etc. I managed to pass a few other riders and had lots pass me.
My second goal for the day was to not get lapped by the professionals during the first lap but the first of them caught me on the Bussell highway going past like he was on a motorbike. I didn’t keep count but it seemed most if not all the pros passed me on my first lap which was probably the third lap for them.
My third goal was to not get lapped by the Women pros but once again the first of the female pros passed me not long after. When I got to town for the first turn around my cheer squad were on the median strip of Queen St cheering me on. It was a real buzz and greatly appreciated. At the start of the third lap I figured that at the rate I was going I would be running by 1.30pm which would leave me over 9 hours to finish the marathon.
I thought these things were supposed to be tough.
It was at the 150km mark that reality set in big time.
I was in cruise mode when bang………… cramp set in hard. First the left leg then about 2 minutes later the right seized up too. Having only ever had cramp once before in my life and then only for a few seconds it was a strange experience which I didn’t know how to deal with. It got so bad I had to get off the bike and walk for the next 20 minutes to the nearest aid station. It was at this point that I first thought about quitting and heading back to town for a nice cold beer.
There were lots of tech officials on the course but only the bike mechanic stopped to ask if I was ok. I told him I was walking off some cramp. If the SAG wagon had stopped at that point I would gladly have jumped in and called it a day. It took me about 15 minutes to get to the nearest aid station. Once I got there I was bummed out to find that they only had water and de-gassed cola which tasted like crap. I needed salt and the Gatorade stuff. While standing there feeling sorry for myself another rider zoomed past and dropped a bottle of the sports drink. He didn’t stop so I picked up the drink and sculled it, had a couple of cookies and bananas and I was off again. Every time I tried to put the power on the cramp would come back.
The ride along Bussell highway was long, slow and painful and I was getting more and more pissed off that I couldn’t go more than 12kph. When I got to the aid station on Layman road at Wonnerup? I managed to get a couple of bottles of High 5 in me which worked wonders. Back in the saddle and up to speed (about 25-26kph) into town. I managed to catch a few of the slower riders again and hit the transition area just before 3.30pm. I’d finished the bike leg in 7 hours 51 minutes which was nearly 2 hours slower than what I’d hoped I would do it in and 51 minutes slower than what I’d allowed for. It had taken me 2 hours to finish the last 30kms of the bike ride.
And there was still the little matter of a nice relaxing marathon to run.
11 minutes in transition. In to the running gear, scoffed some more cookies, filled up with High 5 and I was off on my first ever marathon, in fact it was the first time I’d run more than 5kms in any sort of race.
The Run
42.2kms. 3 laps of a 14km circuit along the Busselton foreshore
It was really depressing to see people running up the finishing chute when I was just starting. I found out later on that the first finishers had been in the pub or where ever they go for a couple of hours before I even started the run.
Once again my support team was lined up just outside the start line to see me off. I gave them all high fives and to the encouraging cheers of “Hurry up man” and “We thought you’d gone home” I shuffled on out onto the run course.
Due to the calf and knee problems (Rugby) I’d had in the past, my game plan to get through the run was to alternate running with walking and crawling if necessary. I’d planned to start by running for 10 minutes then walking 5 minutes and increasing the run time by 5 minute increments until I got to 45 minutes run and 5 minutes walk.
After 10 minutes of what I called running and everyone else would call the ‘Cliffy Young shuffle’ I didn’t feel too bad so I decided to keep shuffling along till I felt like I needed a rest. I had to stop and walk a couple of times during the first lap but otherwise I didn’t feel too bad. The cramp had disappeared and I was starting to get my sense of humour back. That was until I passed the finishing chute the first time and nearly all the group that I was running with peeled off to finish. Oh well at least I had one scrunchy on my wrist and could start feeling sorry for the poor saps that had none (not that I saw too many of those as 95% of the field were in front of me).
The second lap was better than the first in that I managed to run (Cliffy Shuffle) the whole lap with the only stop being the call of nature in one of the portaloos on the course. By the time I passed the finishing chute for the second time it was starting to get dark, it was 7.30pm and I was beginning to wonder if I would finish in time. To make matters worse the cramp was back. Once again I thought about calling it quits when I caught up to a great big tall American dude who was walking. He was from Hawaii and told me he had walked the entire run so far and it had taken him 2 hours 20 minutes to walk each lap. By this stage it was just on 8.00pm so I figured my run was over and that I would walk the last 14kms with him. The last lap was probably the easiest effort of the whole race/ordeal. I kept the American company for most of it and we were joined on the homeward leg by one of his mates from Hawaii.
A workmate of mine told me that you had to finish the race before nightfall to avoid having to wear the dreaded “Glowsticks”. Like all my other goals for the day I failed that one pretty miserably too.
There was only one goal now left for me and that was to finish this thing before the 17 hour cut-off.
The last lap of the marathon course was a real lonely affair. Most of the crowd that had been cheering the runners on for my first two laps was gone. Most of the aid stations had skeleton staff manning them and since it was dark the only light to see by was the few street lights that lined the course and the moon. At least the temperature had dropped to bearable levels, I even saw a few runners wrapped in thermal heat blankets. Even the spectators that live by Mt Everest who had their stereo on full bore all day had packed up for the night. Once again the spirits were starting to sag and the doubts as to whether I would finish in time were nagging at me. Just before the second to last aid station the tall American dude discovered some extra energy and managed to run/fast walk away from me. Bummer.
As I passed the Goose Restaurant for the last time I met an official on a pushbike going the other way. She was speaking into a radio and I heard her say “There’s one more that’s going to finish just passing me now”. I couldn’t stop smiling after hearing that. After rounding the last turning point/aid station on Marine Tce (and getting another glow-stick pinned to me) I headed for the finish chute. Just before the entrance I stopped, did a couple of stretches, checked that the hair, lipstick and mascara were in place and started running (proper running this time) up the finishing chute with a huge grin on my face.
My cheer squad was all there spread out on both sides and it was the best feeling in the world to give them high fives on the way through. Again they were full of encouraging cheers like “About bloody time”, “Did you get lost?” and “Hurry up the All Black game is on TV in 30 minutes, we need to get back to the pub before kick off!” Of course they had been in the pub most of the afternoon and they were all pissed.
I’d been told to expect a real buzz when I got to the finish line but nothing prepared me for the feeling of elation and emotion that swept through me when I ran to the finish line and heard those magic words
“HOERA KOOPU, YOU ARE AN IRONMAN”
After 16 hours 26 minutes and 45 seconds I’d made it (and in a Personal Best time too).
I was grabbed by two volunteers on the other side of the finish line and escorted to the recovery tent. They insisted on hanging on to my arms even though I told them I felt fine. Once inside I was checked by some other volunteers and then allowed to go get some food or even have a massage.
After sitting down for about 5 minutes, which felt so good, I decided to get a massage. I took my socks and shoes off and was greeted by the most disgusting sight. Both my big toes had gone black, with great big blisters under the toenails, and the little toe on my right foot was a dark pinky/purple colour with a blister the size of a ping-pong ball on it. Funnily enough I hadn’t felt a thing in my feet all day. I thought during the run that I may end up with blisters on the balls of my feet but they were fine. I decided to give the massage a miss mainly because the rub-down lady nearly threw-up when she saw the state of my feet. Apart from being sore and stiff all over the only other injury I had was some pretty bad friction burns around my neck caused by the rubbing of my wetsuit during the swim leg.
For 12 weeks I had been stressing over whether my bad calf would last the distance and in the end that was the only part of my body that didn’t hurt.
While I was sitting there trying to work up the energy to have a shower my cheer squad walked into the tent. The security dude on the door tried to stop them but hey what are you going to say to a bunch of rather large drunk Maori boys that they’ll listen to at 11.00pm at night.
After helping themselves to the spread that was there for the competitors, and of which I got none, they then informed me that it was time to go to the pub to watch the rugby and that I should hurry up and get changed (forget that I’d been trying to go my version of fast all day). After a quick shower and change of clothes we were off to the boozer. The boys had reserved a comfy lounge chair for me. I plonked myself down, was handed a bottle of corona and bourbon chaser, took a sip out of each and promptly fell asleep. I was out for about half an hour and when I woke up my legs wouldn’t work. The boys had to lift me out of the chair, throw me in the ute and Andrew drove me home. My day was finally over.
The wash-up
I am an Ironman. I didn’t exactly rewrite any record books but I got there in the end. If I was to do one of these events again I would make the following changes to my training regime and race strategy:
- Start training for all disciplines earlier, 12 weeks was not quite long enough.
- Keep out of the pub.
- Weigh less than 100kgs, if possible weigh less than 90kgs. All competitors were weighed at registration. I came in at 107kgs the second heaviest in the comp. One person weighed 110kgs and I looked for the fat bastard all day. My mates reckon he was probably 6’ 9” tall and skinny. I didn’t see anyone built like me in the race, 175cm tall and the same measurement wide.
- Don’t play Rugby as training for an Ironman, you have to bulk up for that game.
- Make sure I take on the correct nutrition during the bike leg. Eating everything on offer for the sake of it didn’t help.
- Stay off the booze.
- KFC and Dominos do not sell healthy training foods. Cut them out of the diet or try to limit eating them to once a week or even better once a month only.
- Buy a decent wetsuit. The 10 year old wettie I’ve been surfing in is not made for swimming.
- Carry salt tablets and Carbo-shotz for the cramp.
- Don’t go to the pub the afternoon before the race. No matter what your friends say half a dozen pints will stuff you up even if you do get plenty of sleep the night before the race.
- Following on form no. 10 Don’t get a pizza for dinner on the way home from the pub.
- In the same vein, don’t go to the pub on the rest days in the training schedule.
- Buy decent running shoes. Jim Kidd offering 5 free pairs of socks with the $49.95 shoes is probably a good pointer as to the quality of the product.
- Did I say cut down on the booze?
- Follow the training program. If the program calls for a 3km swim, go for a 3km swim. 3 hours surfing is not the same.
- Pray for cooler weather on race day.
All things considered I managed to really enjoy myself during the day. It was inspiring to see all the volunteers and crowd get behind the whole event and cheer every competitor on. The event itself was well organized. The crowds along the run leg were great, hosing us down in the heat and offering drinks (all alcoholic) and snacks.
Special mention must go to the boys who traveled down from Perth to support/laugh at me Steve, Andrew, Liam, Hayden, JT plus the Tabuteau family who put me up and put up with me Tanya, Michelle, Will and Travis.
Thanks to Christo who inspired and supported me through out the year with all the training tips and advice. After going through this ordeal I still don’t know whether to thank him or punch him in the head!
Thanks also to an ex-work colleague Mark Henry and his partner Amanda who both competed as well. Their support and words of encouragement every time they passed me (as in lapped me) were greatly appreciated.
Most of all a special mention to Roxy my partner who after years of being a Police and Rugby Widow had to put up with being an Ironman Widow for most of the year.
Now all I have to do is prepare for the next one. Some idiots never learn do they!