Ottawa National Capital Triathlon

Discussion in 'Triathlon' started by Cam Wilson, Jul 20, 2003.

  1. Cam Wilson

    Cam Wilson Guest

    event: Ottawa National Capital Triathlon and Duathlon my race and distances: sprint triathlon: swim
    750m, bike 20k, run 5k where: Ottawa, Canada, swim in Mooney's Bay, bike and run beside the Rideau
    Canal when: Sat. July 19, 2003, 9am weather: started out as a gray day, but just before the race,
    the clouds parted, blue sky appeared, angels sang, and somebody started playing some Beach Boys
    music. rawk on.

    the alarm clock was set for 5am. therefore i woke up at about 2am. ack. and couldn't get back to
    sleep. only about three hours of sleep! what to do in the wee hours of the morning? read a book, and
    then got started on last minute race prep early. got a good oatmeal and toast breakfast into me a
    few hours before the race. got there early, racked the bike and set up my stuff in the transition
    area, got body-marked and picked up my timing chip, met a few new people and chatted, sipped on
    sport drink. was actually feeling hungry an hour before the gun, so i ate half a banana. that did
    the trick.

    then we all convened at the swim start... where we learned that the swim would NOT start there, that
    instead we were to swim about 100m out to a buoy in the middle of the bay, and THEN they'd sound the
    horn to begin the race. crazy. but we did it. since i anticipated being among the slowest swimmers i
    stayed to one side of the pack, so i wouldn't get caught in the crush. that strategy pretty much
    worked. without going into a lot of details, i was bumped and elbowed and kicked a few times, but
    nothing terribly violent, so i managed to keep on course. the trip to the first buoy seemed to take
    an eternity, but from there to the end it only took ANOTHER eternity. yes, i'm slow slow slow at
    swimming. but i did it. two years ago, i couldn't swim 2 meters... today i swam
    750m... and in open water (oooh, scary stuff, kids!).

    after a couple of folks helped me out of the water and onto my feet, i wobbled around a bit, then
    staggered in the wrong direction, listened to some kind folks pointing and screaming to go THAT WAY.
    fine. a very dream-sequence-kinda thing for me. musta been the water in my ears :) then my daughter
    came into view, and she held up her home-made sign and cheered me on. a couple of friends also
    appeared and shouted their encouragement. yeah, easy for them to say.

    into transition: drank some sport drink, threw on my shirt, helmet and sunglasses... plunked down on
    the ground to dry my feet and pull on my sox and shoes and bib belt. i did all of this at a very
    leisurely pace. not out of choice - i simply had become a slow-motion special effect. grabbed the
    bike and set out. drank a bit on the bike, and stretched out the legs and back and hips
    periodically. the hamstrings were bugging me. they were actually bugging me right near the end of
    the swim. i wonder why. the bike was pretty uneventful and went fairly quickly for me. i just
    powered thru the 20k as best i could.

    into transition 2: dropped off the bike, traded my helmet for my running cap, then aimed for the
    nearby exit.... "THE OTHER WAY", some goomba shouted at me as he pointed at the exit/entrance at the
    other end of the TA. fine. i jogged down there and out through a confusing mess of wires and mats
    and across the finish line - in reverse. ok, now this was looking weird to me, but nobody said
    anything to the effect that what i did was incorrect. but i knew i had to cross a mat *somewhere* to
    register the start of my run. so off i went.

    the beginning of the 5k run was all about me assessing the condition of my hamstrings. just how fast
    can i go without triggering a cramp? ah, that's how fast.... so i'll just do that til the end of the
    race. nice, thanks. i was moving along well enough, keeping excellent form (Ozzie would have been so
    proud!) to avoid problems. nearing the halfway point of the run, i began to catch up with some
    people. i passed some folks, offering my encouragement if i could find the energy to exercise my
    vocal cords. at this point in time, it was all i could do to just focus on making my body run in a
    smooth and rhythmic way that would get me to the finish in one piece. i found a little bit of extra
    energy in the last few hundred metres and picked up the pace. no sprint, but it was a reasonable
    attempt at a high octane jog. across the line, and i am ready to lie down on a soft bed and let the
    nurses spoon feed me ice cream. uh oh, the dream sequence is kicking in again. just tired beyond
    belief, but no cramps or pain to make me drop to my knees in agony.

    but i did it. friends got photos of me in action, so i'll post something later on. the pix will be
    entertaining, i'm sure. according to one kind soul, i looked like death warmed over, due mainly to
    to my lack of sleep that night. i passed on the salad bar the organizers served... how wimpy can you
    GET??? instead, i saved my appetite for a nice big fish and chips meal shortly thereafter.

    my overall time was approximately 1:42:00, not at all fast, but i met all of my goals: to finish the
    race, to finish on my feet, and to crank out at least a 1:45. that kabobble at T2 caused a timing
    chip error so that no run time was registered in my results. the organizers will hear from me about
    THAT. i was able to calculate a rough idea of my run time: an astounding (approximate) 22-23 minutes
    AFTER that life-changing swim and the scintillating bike ride. and my 5K PR is just over 22 minutes,
    so i am flabbergasted.

    later in the afternoon, i actually took a nap... and i NEVER take naps. glorious. i shouldn't even
    be awake right now as i write this (Saturday at 11:30pm), really, but my faithful readers expect a
    report :) and NOW i feel like i really earned the title of triathlete. a great and challenging day,
    but please don't ask me when my next race will be - right now, i don't even want to go near water.
    thanks for reading!


    Not every race can be a perfect experience, but every race can be a learning experience.

  2. Cam Wilson

    Cam Wilson Guest

    In article <[email protected]>,
    "Hedgehog & Markarina" <[email protected]> wrote:

    > well done've made great strides (pun with race time intended!)
    > the next one will be less nerve racking....promise!
    > Cheers, Hedgehog (done a grand total of 3 races now!)

    thanks, Hedge.

    in a small way, i like "nerve racking"... it's part of the race high, starting well before the
    race does.


    Not every race can be a perfect experience, but every race can be a learning experience.