My Irish heritage again brings me luck in another St. Patrick’s Day themed race. I was excited to try my hand at a duathlon because it lets me try out a tri without the swimming component. I am a total newbie on the bike. I have only been riding my road bike for 4 weeks. I just learned how to use the clipless pedal. I can generate a fair amount of speed, but I really have no idea what I am doing. I don’t know about transitions. I know how to run, how to put on my helmet, and how to ride a bike. So, I was humbled by the whole experience of yesterdays race. Still, there are not many opportunities to even try something like this, so I went in nervous but ready to have fun and laugh at myself.
The duathlon was a 2 mile run-10 mile bike-2 mile run in a nearby neighborhood that is still in the development phase. The run was through the neighborhood. The bike took you out onto a country road as well. I started out strong on the run, and I was a little surprised when 0.5 miles in I looked down at Mo (my Garmin) and saw that I was running a 6:45 mile. Wowzers…too fast! I am really bad at pacing myself. I slowed down a little, but was still surprised to find that I easily ran the two miles at a 7:30 pace.
Next was the bike. I had a little trouble getting going and clipped in and going, but I laughed at myself and got it all figured out. This was definitely my weak link, but it was not too bad. I did not fall and think I did a more than adequate job considering my complete newbie status. I didn’t know the course and was a little surprised by the amount of climbing in the first half of the course…this is where a few guys passed me. But again, total newbie. And I passed one guy on the climb. It was all a learning experience.
My legs were a little gooey getting off the bike and trying to run. For the first half a mile they felt like bricks, but I just kept them going and telling myself that if I can run a marathon I can push out this little bit. Soon my legs started to get the hang of running again. After a 9:00 mile I sped up a little and ran my last mile at a 8:00 pace. This also let me pass by those guys who had caught up to me and passed me a little on the bike. I finished the whole event in 1:12. I was the second overall female with the first (half my age) finishing just over a minute ahead of me. My only real goal was to not crash on the bike, so I more than surpassed my own expectations. Hubby was like “wow…if you actually trained you’d really be good at this.”
Here is a closeup of the medal and giant rock trophy I got. I really love them both, but I am not sure what to do with the rock.
Then I got to celebrate again last night as my boy, Urijah Faber, got his first UFC victory!! You know I was freaking while he was fighting and then freaking out when he won!