205.5 miles raced, 400 yards swam and 32.4 miles biked in 2011
Race: Legacy Duathlon
Place: Salt Lake City, UT
Miles from home: 12 miles
Weather: 40-50 degrees;
This past weekend marked the first time in 2011 I spent a full actual weekend in my bed. I cannot even begin to tell you how wonderful that is. I was hardly rested and rejuvenated after a horrendous travel week (read my blog posting, Eff you, Jet Blue which is quickly becoming the most read blog I have ever posted) but I was home. Of course, being home did not mean that I was resting. It just meant I would only have to make a 20 minute drive to my race this time.
While I knew there was no way I should feel like I could win this race, given I had been on my bike probably a grand total of 7 times, I nonetheless felt that way. At the very least I wanted to win this race for my father. I find it funny I just said “at the very least” there. For those who do not know, my father’s health has been deteriorating since around Thanksgiving. The particular race just happened to take place on his birthday. When I signed up for it I decided regardless of how tired or undertrained I was, I was going to do everything in my power to win it for him. So I suited up in unfamiliar gear, jumped into an unfamiliar sport and decided to give it a go.
The duathlon was put on by a local racing affiliate, On Hill Events, which is quickly gaining popularity in the region. Their Layton Marathon is the only course in Utah to not only be certified as a Boston Qualifier but a World Record and Olympic Qualifier. Given the recent events at the Boston Marathon, this holds even more weight than one would think. I had been in communication with the owner of On Hill Events for quite some time now and I liked what he was doing with his scheduling of a variety of different racing course and events. As such, I decided to throw my weight behind this duathlon and be one of the sponsors of the race.
I had given the course a quick ride on the Thursday before the event to not only familiarize myself with the road but to see if there were any problem areas. A couple of places had a little bit of standing water but given the winter which would not die was still holding Utah in a death grip, this was not at all surprising. I was as ready as I was going to be for the race; which, of course means I went and did a swim workout and as sprint running workout on Friday. I have never claimed to have the most intelligence in the world. But I knew that regardless of my desire to win, this was still, for all intents and purposes, simply a workout.
Now if I could just remember that on race day.