Hey as I stood on the startline at the front of the field.
Moments before the start, I pulled my googles down to giv’em a lick to clear the fogg that accumulated when all of a sudden SNAP!!!
My googles SNAPED, my heart rate increase and my legs felt heavy… So I quickly turned around and fought through hundreds of frenchy’s in wetsuits and sprinted back to transition, and of course transition was closed but I did not care, I ran through and grapped my spare blue seventy googles (yes I am paranoid) and then sprinted back pass the angry voluntears and elbowed my way, well tried to…Get back to the front of the field before the gun goes off.
POWL the gun goes off!!!
A that point im still far from the front and my spare googles are in my hand still…
So I ran into the water, as I put my googles on my faces and tackling several other athletes and even stepping on a few that decided to start swimming in 2 feet deep of water!
I swam over and under.
I motored all the way to the lead swim group.
At that point, I was half way into the swim and man was pumping oxygen and had that famillar burn in my shoulders and hip flexors!!
So i just sat behind…
Once out of the water, I ripped my wetsuit and goodles off and mounted my bike.
After about 50m of flat ridding I started going a 7km climb.
Its wasn’t all that step but I was breathing heavilly at that point and had a few guys in sight up the road.
I climbed in and out of the saddle and only got passed by a hand full of athletes.
Once at the top, I rode on an ondulating ridge where I got into my 3T aerobars and caught up to some of the ridders up ahead, but then we started the downhills and man to some frenchy’s go down quick!!!
After a few kilometers, I ended up following this one athletes who had fancy ZIPP wheels on with tubulars. I guess he wasn’t all that comfortable on them as I was able to stay within reasonable distance and follow his line with my token C50′s training wheels.
I squezzed my 3T drops with a white knuckle grip until the flat section of the highway where I got back into my 3T aerobars and took off!
As I was catching up to some ridders who passed me on the downhill’s I was suddenly passed by a convoit of cars that then overtook the group just in front of me and all off a sudden the ridders went behind the cars and just disapeared up the road…
After a few smaller hills and a wrong turn at a roundabout I got into transition.
I quickly slapped on my AVIA bolts and ran up some hills, after I got on the lake side trail and had nobody in sight…I keep to turn my legs and pump my arms and then at the turn around, I could tell I was running better than most I saw and then believed that if I dug in I could catch some athletes.
Well in the final 2km I ran passed 4 guys, including 1 in the last 200m.
I crossed the line pretty wasted and layed on the ground to catch my breath.
8th accross the line was enuff to win a small paycheck, and be able to quote “I ran myself into the money” which is something I have never done, ever.
When I look back, my race was the opposite of most my races.
I had a really bad start, and a very good finish!
This trip was a great experience because I got to spend some quality time with some of my teamates, see them race well and learned new things and got to see all the long distance racers suffer on the run course =)
Brando eating something, somewhere at sometime.
On both trips, to and from the race we got to drive up the famous Col de Galibier.
Me and Scotty agreed that we have to come back and ride up and down this in-famous mountain!
Oh and one last detail, this race had a twist on the run course. The organisers decided to go green and come up with a system that you got to clip an Embrunman cup to your race belt that was given in your race package.
Well this system definetly need some improvement but, but has a point, to reduce waste at races. Lets say an athlete takes 1 cup at each aid station, every 2km for a marathon, thats 21 cups, minimum because some athletes like to grab a few.
So 21 cups and lets say in a WTC ironman where theres 2000 athletes, thats 42 000 cups wasted, MINIMUM!!! Versus producing a pastic cup, with the name of the race that can be used for many years down the road for various drinks or just as a simple momento.
Lots of room for improvement, but good on Embrunman for being aware of the environement…
Next race will be —-> www.triathlondegerardmer.free.fr