So I have been looking forward to the Duathlon in Fairfield for a few months now. I hadn't been able to train like I wanted to because of being sick. I felt better so decided to compete after getting a good week of training it. It was a 2mi run, 11mi bike and 2mi run. I get up at 6:15 AM the race starts at 7:30 AM. I walk outside at about 6:45 and it is about 70 degrees and sunny already. We get to the race and I get my stuff and set up at transition.
The race starts and it is pretty fast and I am not feeling too strong. I get to the water stop but am unable to grab some water. I just keep going and know I get get liquid once I get on the bike. I come into transition at about 15minutes and some change. I am pretty happy with that. There are still a lot of bikes on the racks. I change my shoes and get on the bike and start pedaling.
A few people pass me but I am doing much better than my last duathlon on the bike. Not as many people seem to be passing me. At least this time I am feeling more competitive and don't feel like I am standing still as I am being passed. I am happy and I look down and see oh wow I have only gone about 1.5 miles
YIKES!! Oh well keep pedaling and following the bikers in front of me. We take a right hand turn and are heading up a hill. Not too big but kinds of steep. I thought to myself "Hmm they said this was a flat course" I keep pedaling and now for the down hill. It was great. I passed a few people but there didn't seem to be too many cyclists around. Finally I am at about the 8 mile mark and am happy that I am almost done. I pass a guy and he asks if we have to do that loop again. I tell him I don't think so because I am already at 8 miles. He was happy because he didn't want to go up the big hill again. I take a right and there are a bunch of cyclists in front of me. I see two girls I was riding with in the first 2 miles. They both had taken off on me and I thought this was strange. All of a sudden I was in a crowd of cyclists. People start spreading out again. I pull up next to a girl and ask her where the end is. I am not from the area so I had no idea where we were. She said down the street and around the corner. We kind of chat a bit and she pulls ahead of me. I am at 10.5 miles when I start to talk to her. We keep going I come around the corner into transition. I look down and see I have biked 12.6 miles...hmmm. It was supposed to be an 11 mile course. I look at the bike racks and there are a ton of bikes already there. Oh well, I change my shoes and wobble out of transition.
I start passing people on the run. This is my strong event though I am not feeling too strong. I get to the water stop and grab a cup of water and just pour it on my head. It is hot and sunny. Luckily I had water and Gatorade on my bike this time. I continue to pass people. I am running on the left side of the road and run up to a driveway and near a curb. The next thing I know I am on the ground. I landed on my chest and my cheek. Those are what seem to hurt the most. I just lay there for a few seconds. I think I was stunned. Two guys stopped to ask if I was OK and help me up. I look down and both my knees are bleeding and so is my right elbow. I start running slowly. The guy next to me says "Just take it easy" I think that is a good idea. I run with him for a bit then I pull away from him. I pass a few more people and then head into the finish area. People are cheering and I come across the line in 1 hour and 20min. I was hoping to do better. My last duathlon was 2mi run, 10 mi bike and 2mi run and I did it in 1 hr 18min. I guess I shouldn't be too disappointed.
My fiance' took pictures of me finishing. (which I will post later once we download them and I figure out how to post them
). He looks at me and says "Wow what happened to your face?" I say, "Look at my knees" A nice man had some water and a towel and he helped me get cleaned up. There was no first aid station there which I thought was a bit strange. Come to find out people were told to go the wrong way on the bikes. My fiance' told me that some people biked too short and only did 7 miles. Other's biked long. What a mess that was for the race director. Apparently many people were VERY upset about the mix up. How the heck they did awards is beyond me. I didn't stick around to find out. My left shoulder was in excruciating pain last night I just couldn't get comfortable when I was trying to sleep last night. Luckily I had some Percocet left from surgery I had a year ago. I took one and fell asleep and then took another this AM. Not a good day after all
I am still glad I did the race though....I think.