Race 21 – Part Two

So I headed to Anderson, South Carolina for Another race with my Rev3 family. This is Race 21 Part Two because I had my first DNF a few weeks earlier at the Atomic Man Half Iron.

Anderson was a fun and relaxed trip as I had not raced in a few weeks. I headed over there with my coach and friend Bruce Gennari. A weekend in the RV with my OCD friend led to a lot of good times and one very clean RV at the end of the weekend.

The day before the race as we were dropping out bikes off at transition I noticed that I had a flat rear tire. This means that I flatter both my front and my rear tire at Oak Ridge. Not good news as the tires I have can’t be ridden for a few days after a replacement is mounted. Fortunately my Rev3 family was able to hook me up with a replacement wheel to ride the following day. One problem would emerge later on at about mile 7 on the bike.

Race morning. We had camped at the race site so we were able to relax and take out time the morning of the race. We took the shuttle to swim start where I had time to hang out with my other team members. Talk about what I was going for the next year and why I was doing it. I have to admit that I really love talking about all that Chad has accomplished through this charity that he had the vision to start.

Swim started and we got out to a nice pace. I was fortunate during the swim in that I was pretty free to swim without too much congestion. A few racers in front served as good pacers which really allowed me to coast a bit through the swim.

Off onto the bike. As soon as the bike started I just felt flat. The wheels were turning but I didn’t feel like I was covering the ground I should. I chalked it up at first to just having an off day. About 7 miles I and after being passed by several people like I was standing still….it hit me. My brakes were rubbing. I flipped my brake levers open and felt immediate relief. I could still hearing the rubbing but it was much, much better. I pushed through the bike but I had burned a few too many matches.

The run came and I was truly flat from my bike ride. On the run I saw several of my teammates, Rev3 volunteers, Bruce Gennari and Bo Parrish. It is great to do races with so many familiar faces. Came into the finish. Happy to have 21 done. I’m ready to get to race 22 though. I want to keep trucking towards our goal.

This race added another 31.9 miles. This brings the total to 453.1 miles.

Race 21 – Not So Fast

Well, Race 21 didn’t go as planned. This past Sunday I toed the line for a 70.3 mile kind of day. I had raced the sprint the day before and was feeling fairly good heading into Sunday.

The plan was to take it easy on the swim
and the bike to make sure I was able to handle the run. Cruised on the two lap 1.2 mile swim. Made my way out onto the bike without any rush.

The 56 mile bike course had a lot of challenges. Some good climbs but most of the challenges came in the form of road debris. I cruised through the first 48 miles on the bike. Then it happened. Flat front tire. I jumped off the bike only 8 miles away from transition. Pulled out my fix a flat kit. This kit is a one shot deal. Either it works or it doesn’t. Well my flat occurred on the seam of my tire. This led to the fix a flat compound just shooting out the side rather than dealing the hole. I sat on the side of the road with my thumb over the hole for 30 minutes hoping that this would help hold in the sealant. I thought it had sealed. I started walking hoping the sag vehicle would catch up to me with a bike pump (all the air from the fix a flat had leaked out through the hole). He caught up after about a half mile of me walking. I grabbed the pump. Gave it a few good pumps and then……psssssssttttt. My day was over. I put the bike in the back of his truck and he drove me back.

A mechanical DNF that far into the bike is frustrating. But that is racing. So, unfortunately we will have to race number 21 again and the miles (nearly 50) don’t go on the official tally. I’m off this week and the following I head to Anderson,SC to get back at it for Team Chad. I hope this story makes you feel so saddened by my misfortune that the only way you can find solace and continue on with your day with a happy heart is to donate now. It will work. I promise.