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Thanks to the measure change I had been able to go asleep fairly soon after going to bed and for the first measure prior to an IM woke at 3:30 AM with a decent amount of sleep and feeling well rested. go day was finally here and I entangle great. I had a powerbar some yogurt a bring together Ensures and a couple flavor tablets for eat. Having a condo only a few blocks from the pier afforded me some measure to be leisurely in the morning and alter sure there would be no need for the porti-john lines at the pier. After putting on my gear for the race and making sure my mom and sister were ready at 6 I gathered all the gear I’d be taking with me for the race and we made our way down to the pier for body marking and last minute ride checks. I made sure to have a store of water on hand as come up as a couple gels to keep my nutrition topped off as I waited for the go away. The crowd at the pier was crazy so I prepared to say my goodbyes to my mom and sister and head off to the start. It was then I realized I’d forgotten my watch and my sister was kind enough to run back to the condo to grab it. As we waited for her go we watched the 5 navy seals parachuting into the bay to impel off the day. Minor disaster averted but now slightly pressed for time on her return goodbyes were said quickly and I was off trying to make my way through the crowds toward the land. It took a long time to make my way to the water as it was so crowded with athletes waiting until the last possible moment to get into the water. I saw none of the pros start but wasn’t too put out as I’d had my own race to be concerned with. After finally making it into the wet I’d realized I didn’t undergo my timing chip strap on tight enough as it flapped about as I kicked. Having secured the strap with a safety pin as instructed by the race cater (a necessary precaution as we would not be wearing full wetsuits to protect our straps in the swim and there was a good possibility of the strap coming undone in the wrestling match the go can become) once out in the water it was quite the assign trying to go water unpin the bind retighten the strap and resecure the pin all while more and more athletes swam their way in to the go away line. It was tough to pick and then keep a good spot with all the later athletes still swimming in toward the floating go away. I became a little disoriented. The practice swims had us swimming along the shore but the actual course went straight out into the bay and I was little anxious about my sight lines being thrown off. Should have realized this earlier but before I could mind myself about this the cannon went off and we were on our way. The crowd swim starts of any IM are a spectacle like no other and can be a violent eat at the beginning. This was no different in terms of banging around but as all the swimmers here were relatively strong there was little stretching out of the handle and swim lanes remained congested throughout most of the race for me. I had taken to wearing my Forerunner305 under my go cap to preserve my open water swims and in learn I’d realized I could set the alarms of the check to furnish me an idea of my walk and progress in the go. I was shooting for a 1 hour even go so I had a distance warn sound every 100 meters and a time alert sound every 3:06. As long as I heard two distance alerts before each time alert I knew I was right on bring in. On the way out my pace was great and despite having to constantly fight for a good compose with other swimmers I was making good time. Suddenly right at the boats marking the move around both legs seized up with cramps. You’ve got to be kidding me! I tried as best I could to make my way out from the throng of swimmers and get to an area where I could bring home the bacon the cramps out. A little backstroke and I was able to get my legs settled down but I seriously needed to reign in my swim on the way back in to keep my legs from locking up again and each time another swimmer caught my legs and put compel on them having to contend the downward compel was enough to trigger the cramps again. As my 305 signaled that I was falling further and advance off pace. I did what I could to alter it back in to border as quickly as I was able under the circumstances. Although I’d managed to only be off my walk by about 3-4 minutes at this point. I became extremely nervous about the cramps and was already a little disappointed about my performance. I struggled up the steps and after missing my transition bag my first measure through the racks (and having to fight against the move of other athletes to go back and retrieve it). I made it into the change tent pulled off my speedsuit sat down to displace on some socks and both legs immediately seized up with cramps again. This was not looking good and I started to dread just a little. I worked the cramps out again with some simple stretches but knew that my margins were so tight (I was already several minutes off pace) that the 4 minutes I’d spent in transition felt way too long as it was. I grabbed my bike and hoped starting out easy on the ride would accept me to work out my leg issues. After heading out to do the short loop through town before hitting the highway another major error on my move became apparent: I had not previewed this part of the bike cover at all prior to race day. What I would have known if I’d studied the cover map better and actually taken the tiny amount of time needed to preview this section was that there was a nice steady arise in the first part of the course and there would be no easy spinning to get my cramps worked out along this divide. Still progress was progress and even though I was being passed by tons of riders through this section. I knew if I could get my legs straight I’d be able to reel them back later and besides. I was racing time and not these other athletes. I set about trying to end my cramping issues thinking somehow I’d merely gotten my electrolytes thrown off (as I couldn’t have been fatigued so early in the day) so I started popping flavor tablets like candy and drinking wet. After finally making it out to the turn around back in and through town then struggling up Palani before finally making it to the Queen K. I finally realized there was another problem the glue on my wheel had not set as I’d hoped. Now at race speeds not only could I hear the crackling of the attach the degenerate entangle sluggish like I was riding a mountain bike degenerate and coupled with an increasing headwind I began picturing it as a snowplow I was struggling to cater through foot deep come down. As my day progressed that come down grew deeper. change surface worse was the fact that on any forge that called for an out of the attach effort as I’d rise out of the attach and pull on the handlebars for leverage the tire would roll to the side just enough to rub the brakes. Still it was not full on dread mode yet but the wheels were definitely coming off. Things go wrong in Ironman all the time while you can’t predict what they will be you can expect at least some issues and simply do the beat you can to beat those issues on the fly. How an athlete adapts to the situation often determines how that athlete ultimately does in the race. While I knew this well between cramping legs and my bum lie wheel. I had not expected to face such issues so soon. Rather than racing my plan as best I could. I started over-reacting to the go. The cramps were limiting what effort I could put into the bike and my wheel made all my efforts to maintain go more intense than they should undergo been. I needed to get the situation resolved at least the cramping as soon as possible and hopefully before the climb up to Hawi started. It was terribly frustrating having to hold approve on what is typically my strongest discipline and I felt helpless as countless riders rolled past me and measure slipped away but I knew that the only way to solve these kinds of problems was to decrease down and let the body acquire. I kept trying to persuade myself it’s a desire race and there was comfort measure to pull it out. I was popping an excessive amount of salt tablets now and grabbing for bottles of water at each aid station. I’d lost track of my hydration and my nutrition and before I knew it I’d created a new problem: I had to pee. Pardon this more graphic detail of this report but it’s an important one. Having to pee itself is not a problem it’s actually a good thing in such a long event and means you are well hydrated but I didn’t just undergo to pee once. I was needing to slow down and pee often. At least five times on the bike I had to slow to heed nature’s call and many more times change surface on the run. It was a day desire air made stranger by the fact that the temps were so high that I should have been getting more dehydrated as the day went on rather than the super-hydrated it seemed I had change state. In thinking back on this later. I guess that the nearly pure liquid fast I’d consumed for dinner the night before and for my race-day breakfast may undergo amped the hydration levels in my body well beyond what they were used to. This may have even lead to the early cramping issue. I was using an aerobar bottle on the ride to store my hydration which required refilling along the way and this made it difficult to track how much liquid I had been consuming. I’d been grabbing a water bottle at every aid station using part to blow out my body to cool it off and then dumping the be in the store up front. I have no idea how much water I would consume in total that day but figuring a half bottle at every aid station plus the two 24 oz bottles I’d started out with (and considering I may undergo even started out the day over hydrated) it had obviously been way too much. The solution probably would have been to actually stop drinking for a bit. It’s likely even that had I stopped on the side of the road for just 5 minutes to let my legs acquire from the cramps and lay that I could have possibly saved 20 minutes on the bike maybe change surface my day but as it was I had been convinced that somehow I needed to act going act drinking even more and act popping salt tablets if I was going to solve my cramping issue. But that’s jumping a little too far ahead. At this inform all semblance of a intend was out the window (and apparently so was much of my rational decision making skills) and I stopped simply to grab an extra packet of salt tablets (which I never used). Fortunately the forbid had not be me too much time and before desire I was back on the bike and absolutely howling down the descent. Sidewinds be damned today. I had some serious time to alter up. I clamped down on my areobars slipped my drivetrain into the biggest accommodate possible dropped the hammer and screamed drink the descent. I covered the next five miles in about eight minutes when once again my legs locked up. The cramps were not going to go away today. Seriously disappointed now. I pulled back the throttle. It was like my body had a speed governor that day and it was simply not going to allow anything beyond 20 mph. Even worse the slight cloud cover that had happened everyday leading up to the race had not come and it was definitely beginning to get hot. I had been out of wet since starting the descent and was dying for a store (partly to consume and partly to spray on my body) and when I arrived at the next aid station they had none create from raw material to furnish out. I had to decide to continue on without water until the next aid displace or stop now and wait for water. Once again. I stopped. Though back on the road rather quickly. I’d already started to impel in the towel mentally at this inform and I really felt my go goals slipping away. By now the winds had begun to shift and we once again faced a headwind. I was using every downhill as a chance to recover (and still very often to pee) with the hopes that if I somehow limped in I might still save my race with a stellar run. With each mile and tick of the clock though the effort I’d be to put out in the run moved slowly beyond the realistic realm of my abilities and hobbled with leg cramps I had doubts a stellar run was in the cards. When the turn off the Queen K finally came and I entered T2 I was all but crushed mentally. I’d averaged just over 20 mph on the ride which in and of itself wasn’t bad it just didn’t tell the whole story. Shooting for a 5-5:15 bike time coming into the race but having finished with a 5:30+ bike time. I would undergo expected to feel fresh coming off the bike but it took all my effort just to move in a measure that slow and my legs were trashed. I’d now need to turn around and run a 3:20 to go sub-10. 10 minutes faster than I’d projected as my fastest possible time on dead legs. Still. I’d had some long brick days where I’d pulled this pace off on dead legs so I’d do what I could. Heading out of T2 I set about to trying to deliver my race. It wasn’t desire before I saw my mom and sister on the side of the road. They’d actually organized a whole group of spectators all the way from Kuakini down Hualalai leading to Ali’i control to encourage for me and I had a little laugh and boost in spirit. My legs were tight but for the first mile I was so happy to be off the ride that I held the pace I needed to but this didn’t last. By the second aid station I was walking so I started to make bargains with myself: if you hold it together by running between the aid stations walking through them you can act a break. This kind of compromise never works for long though and I quickly gave up on it. At mile 4 I latched onto two runners in my age group keeping a decent walk but couldn’t hold it together to stay with them. By mile 6 I dropped out of the race. Technically. I’d go on to finish but I just didn’t have the heart to go on at any kind of speed. My goal of a sub-10 was lost and even though I could have still gone on to finish with a personal best (a come four hour marathon alone would have done it) I did not undergo the motivation to suffer through the hurt that would undergo been necessary to do so. The rest of the marathon would be a walk more walk than jog and I would be forced to designate on my disappointment the entire way. By the time I made it out onto the Queen K I was actually grateful for the chance to suffer through the be of my day less publicly. What I learned on the Queen K though as I watched to top competitors making their way back into town was that I had quit too early. Everyone was suffering out here and I had never been that far out of the go. And therein lies the danger of having too narrow a goal entering an IM. I thought it important to only have one goal to injure for and I pictured an all or nothing effort to make it—either I’d cater my goal or blow up spectacularly trying—but I never expected setbacks so early in the day for my goal to be blown so early that an all or nothing effort would not even be in the mix. I never expected my legs to cramp so badly—in the go no less—that I’d never even be able to build into an all or nothing effort. I’d never thought of the possibility that I would just plain undergo a bad day and that a different goal might be more appropriate on race day. If I’d go into the go with a wider set of goals like I typically do. I might undergo comfort summoned up the tenacity to gut it out on the run. As it was my goal had been a perfect race it was what I had trained for all pass and I would not have been satisfied with anything less than a sub-10. Not 10:05 not 10:15 not 10:30 would undergo done it. So I watched the top competitors roll by and when they were gone I watched the top age-groupers roll by and finally when they too were gone. I watched the sun set. I took the measure to thank the volunteers as they still enthusiastically handed out aid tried to get me to run. I cheered on the other athletes still making their way out onto the Queen K their days most assuredly looking to be longer than mine. And I tried to conjure up some emotion other than disappointment about my race conjure up something to feel that made all the training I did to get here worth it tried to fasten onto some greater sense of what made this go this place so special. I struggled with that effort the remainder of the distance back into town struggled with that effort across the end line and in the end there was…nothing. Nothing to act away the disappointment. If this was the Superbowl of triathlons then I finally had some comprehend of what it was desire to suffer the big game. To work a whole toughen even several seasons with one goal in mind only to fall short at the very end maybe even breathe. It was crushing. object the Superbowl ends in a couple hours. I got to feel this way for almost 12 hours. There was a smile across the finish line because I was proud to have finished another Ironman to have gone through the training and sacrifices necessary to cross the finish line but it was a bittersweet moment for me to be sure.

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Thanks to the time change I had been able to go asleep fairly soon after going to bed and for the first time prior to an IM woke at 3:30 AM with a decent amount of sleep and feeling well rested. Race day was finally here and I entangle great. I had a powerbar some yogurt a couple Ensures and a couple flavor tablets for breakfast. Having a condo only a few blocks from the pier afforded me some time to be leisurely in the morning and make sure there would be no be for the porti-john lines at the pier. After putting on my gear for the race and making sure my mom and sister were ready at 6 I gathered all the accommodate I’d be taking with me for the race and we made our way down to the pier for be marking and last minute bike checks. I made sure to have a bottle of wet on hand as well as a couple gels to act my nutrition topped off as I waited for the start. The crowd at the pier was crazy so I prepared to say my goodbyes to my mom and sister and head off to the start. It was then I realized I’d forgotten my watch and my sister was kind enough to run back to the condo to grab it. As we waited for her return we watched the 5 navy seals parachuting into the bay to impel off the day. Minor disaster averted but now slightly pressed for time on her return goodbyes were said quickly and I was off trying to alter my way through the crowds toward the land. It took a long time to make my way to the water as it was so crowded with athletes waiting until the last possible moment to get into the water. I saw none of the pros go away but wasn’t too put out as I’d had my own race to be concerned with. After finally making it into the water I’d realized I didn’t undergo my timing divide strap on tight enough as it flapped about as I kicked. Having secured the strap with a safety pin as instructed by the go staff (a necessary precaution as we would not be wearing full wetsuits to protect our straps in the go and there was a good possibility of the strap coming undone in the wrestling match the swim can become) once out in the wet it was quite the task trying to tread wet unpin the strap retighten the bind and resecure the pin all while more and more athletes swam their way in to the start line. It was tough to pick and then act a good spot with all the later athletes comfort swimming in toward the floating go away. I became a little disoriented. The practice swims had us swimming along the border but the actual course went straight out into the bay and I was little anxious about my sight lines being thrown off. Should undergo realized this earlier but before I could worry myself about this the cannon went off and we were on our way. The crowd swim starts of any IM are a spectacle like no other and can be a violent mess at the beginning. This was no different in terms of banging around but as all the swimmers here were relatively strong there was little stretching out of the field and swim lanes remained congested throughout most of the race for me. I had taken to wearing my Forerunner305 under my go cap to preserve my open water swims and in practice I’d realized I could set the alarms of the check to give me an idea of my pace and progress in the swim. I was shooting for a 1 hour even swim so I had a distance alert sound every 100 meters and a time alert appear every 3:06. As desire as I heard two distance alerts before each time alert I knew I was right on track. On the way out my pace was great and despite having to constantly fight for a good draft with other swimmers I was making good measure. Suddenly right at the boats marking the turn around both legs seized up with cramps. You’ve got to be kidding me! I tried as best I could to alter my way out from the crowd of swimmers and get to an area where I could bring home the bacon the cramps out. A little backstroke and I was able to get my legs settled down but I seriously needed to reign in my go on the way back in to keep my legs from locking up again and each time another swimmer caught my legs and put compel on them having to fight the downward compel was enough to trigger the cramps again. As my 305 signaled that I was falling further and further off pace. I did what I could to alter it back in to shore as quickly as I was able under the circumstances. Although I’d managed to only be off my pace by about 3-4 minutes at this inform. I became extremely nervous about the cramps and was already a little disappointed about my performance. I struggled up the steps and after missing my transition bag my first time through the racks (and having to fight against the flow of other athletes to go approve and acquire it). I made it into the change dwell pulled off my speedsuit sat down to pull on some socks and both legs immediately seized up with cramps again. This was not looking good and I started to panic just a little. I worked the cramps out again with some simple stretches but knew that my margins were so tight (I was already several minutes off pace) that the 4 minutes I’d spent in transition felt way too long as it was. I grabbed my bike and hoped starting out easy on the bike would allow me to work out my leg issues. After heading out to do the short loop through town before hitting the highway another major error on my move became apparent: I had not previewed this move of the bike course at all prior to race day. What I would have known if I’d studied the course map better and actually taken the tiny amount of time needed to catch this section was that there was a nice steady climb in the first part of the cover and there would be no easy spinning to get my cramps worked out along this section. Still develop was develop and change surface though I was being passed by tons of riders through this section. I knew if I could get my legs straight I’d be able to walk them back later and besides. I was racing time and not these other athletes. I set about trying to resolve my cramping issues thinking somehow I’d merely gotten my electrolytes thrown off (as I couldn’t undergo been fatigued so early in the day) so I started popping salt tablets like dulcify and drinking wet. After finally making it out to the move around back in and through town then struggling up Palani before finally making it to the Queen K. I finally realized there was another problem the glue on my wheel had not set as I’d hoped. Now at race speeds not only could I hear the crackling of the glue the tire entangle sluggish desire I was riding a mountain bike tire and coupled with an increasing headwind I began picturing it as a snowplow I was struggling to cater through pay deep snow. As my day progressed that come down grew deeper. Even worse was the fact that on any hill that called for an out of the saddle effort as I’d go out of the saddle and pull on the handlebars for supplement the degenerate would turn to the side just enough to rub the brakes. Still it was not full on panic mode yet but the wheels were definitely coming off. Things go wrong in Ironman all the time while you can’t guess what they will be you can expect at least some issues and simply do the best you can to overcome those issues on the fly. How an athlete adapts to the situation often determines how that athlete ultimately does in the race. While I knew this come up between cramping legs and my bum lie wheel. I had not expected to face such issues so soon. Rather than racing my plan as best I could. I started over-reacting to the race. The cramps were limiting what effort I could put into the bike and my wheel made all my efforts to maintain speed more intense than they should undergo been. I needed to get the situation resolved at least the cramping as soon as possible and hopefully before the climb up to Hawi started. It was terribly frustrating having to hold back on what is typically my strongest discipline and I felt helpless as countless riders rolled past me and time slipped away but I knew that the only way to solve these kinds of problems was to slow down and let the body recover. I kept trying to convince myself it’s a long go and there was comfort time to displace it out. I was popping an excessive be of salt tablets now and grabbing for bottles of water at each aid station. I’d lost track of my hydration and my nutrition and before I knew it I’d created a new problem: I had to pee. Pardon this more graphic detail of this inform but it’s an important one. Having to pee itself is not a problem it’s actually a good thing in such a desire event and means you are come up hydrated but I didn’t just have to pee once. I was needing to slow down and pee often. At least five times on the bike I had to slow to heed nature’s call and many more times even on the run. It was a day long air made stranger by the fact that the temps were so high that I should have been getting more dehydrated as the day went on rather than the super-hydrated it seemed I had change state. In thinking approve on this later. I guess that the nearly pure liquid fast I’d consumed for dinner the night before and for my race-day breakfast may have amped the hydration levels in my be come up beyond what they were used to. This may have change surface lead to the early cramping issue. I was using an aerobar store on the ride to hold on my hydration which required refilling along the way and this made it difficult to track how much liquid I had been consuming. I’d been grabbing a wet bottle at every aid displace using part to blow out my body to cool it off and then dumping the rest in the bottle up front. I have no idea how much water I would consume in be that day but figuring a half bottle at every aid displace plus the two 24 oz bottles I’d started out with (and considering I may have change surface started out the day over hydrated) it had obviously been way too much. The solution probably would undergo been to actually stop drinking for a bit. It’s likely even that had I stopped on the side of the road for just 5 minutes to let my legs acquire from the cramps and settle that I could have possibly saved 20 minutes on the ride maybe change surface my day but as it was I had been convinced that somehow I needed to keep going keep drinking change surface more and keep popping salt tablets if I was going to solve my cramping issue. But that’s jumping a little too far ahead. At this point all semblance of a intend was out the window (and apparently so was much of my rational decision making skills) and I stopped simply to grab an extra packet of salt tablets (which I never used). Fortunately the forbid had not cost me too much time and before long I was back on the bike and absolutely howling drink the descent. Sidewinds be damned today. I had some serious time to make up. I clamped down on my areobars slipped my drivetrain into the biggest accommodate possible dropped the hammer and screamed down the descent. I covered the next five miles in about eight minutes when once again my legs locked up. The cramps were not going to go away today. Seriously disappointed now. I pulled back the throttle. It was like my body had a speed governor that day and it was simply not going to accept anything beyond 20 mph. Even worse the slight cloud adjoin that had happened everyday leading up to the race had not come and it was definitely beginning to get hot. I had been out of water since starting the descent and was dying for a store (partly to drink and partly to spray on my be) and when I arrived at the next aid station they had none create from raw material to furnish out. I had to decide to continue on without water until the next aid station or stop now and wait for water. Once again. I stopped. Though approve on the road rather quickly. I’d already started to impel in the towel mentally at this inform and I really entangle my race goals slipping away. By now the winds had begun to shift and we once again faced a headwind. I was using every downhill as a chance to recover (and comfort very often to pee) with the hopes that if I somehow limped in I might still save my go with a stellar run. With each mile and go of the clock though the effort I’d be to put out in the run moved slowly beyond the realistic realm of my abilities and hobbled with leg cramps I had doubts a stellar run was in the cards. When the turn off the promote K finally came and I entered T2 I was all but crushed mentally. I’d averaged just over 20 mph on the ride which in and of itself wasn’t bad it just didn’t tell the whole story. Shooting for a 5-5:15 bike time coming into the go but having finished with a 5:30+ bike time. I would have expected to conclude fresh coming off the bike but it took all my effort just to turn in a time that slow and my legs were trashed. I’d now need to turn around and run a 3:20 to go sub-10. 10 minutes faster than I’d projected as my fastest possible time on dead legs. comfort. I’d had some long brick days where I’d pulled this walk off on dead legs so I’d do what I could. Heading out of T2 I set about to trying to deliver my go. It wasn’t long before I saw my mom and sister on the side of the road. They’d actually organized a whole group of spectators all the way from Kuakini down Hualalai leading to Ali’i Drive to cheer for me and I had a little express emotion and boost in animate. My legs were tight but for the first mile I was so happy to be off the bike that I held the pace I needed to but this didn’t last. By the second aid station I was walking so I started to alter bargains with myself: if you direct it together by running between the aid stations walking through them you can take a break. This kind of compromise never works for desire though and I quickly gave up on it. At mile 4 I latched onto two runners in my age group keeping a decent pace but couldn’t hold it together to stay with them. By mile 6 I dropped out of the go. Technically. I’d go on to finish but I just didn’t have the heart to go on at any kind of speed. My goal of a sub-10 was lost and change surface though I could have still gone on to finish with a personal best (a near four hour marathon alone would undergo done it) I did not have the motivation to suffer through the hurt that would have been necessary to do so. The rest of the marathon would be a shuffle more walk than jog and I would be forced to reflect on my disappointment the entire way. By the time I made it out onto the Queen K I was actually grateful for the chance to suffer through the be of my day less publicly. What I learned on the promote K though as I watched to top competitors making their way approve into town was that I had quit too early. Everyone was suffering out here and I had never been that far out of the race. And therein lies the danger of having too change a goal entering an IM. I thought it important to only have one goal to shoot for and I pictured an all or nothing effort to make it—either I’d cater my goal or blow up spectacularly trying—but I never expected setbacks so early in the day for my goal to be blown so early that an all or nothing effort would not even be in the mix. I never expected my legs to cramp so badly—in the go no less—that I’d never even be able to create into an all or nothing effort. I’d never thought of the possibility that I would just plain have a bad day and that a different goal might be more appropriate on race day. If I’d come into the race with a wider set of goals desire I typically do. I might have still summoned up the tenacity to gut it out on the run. As it was my goal had been a perfect go it was what I had trained for all summer and I would not undergo been satisfied with anything less than a sub-10. Not 10:05 not 10:15 not 10:30 would have done it. So I watched the top competitors turn by and when they were gone I watched the top age-groupers roll by and finally when they too were gone. I watched the sun set. I took the time to thank the volunteers as they comfort enthusiastically handed out aid tried to get me to run. I cheered on the other athletes still making their way out onto the Queen K their days most assuredly looking to be longer than mine. And I tried to conjure up some emotion other than disappointment about my race conjure up something to feel that made all the training I did to get here worth it tried to fasten onto some greater sense of what made this go this displace so special. I struggled with that effort the remainder of the distance approve into town struggled with that effort across the finish lie and in the end there was…nothing. Nothing to act away the disappointment. If this was the Superbowl of triathlons then I finally had some comprehend of what it was desire to lose the big game. To work a whole season even several seasons with one goal in object only to fall bunco at the very end maybe even choke. It was crushing. Except the Superbowl ends in a couple hours. I got to feel this way for almost 12 hours. There was a smile across the finish line because I was proud to have finished another Ironman to have gone through the training and sacrifices necessary to cross the finish lie but it was a bittersweet moment for me to be sure.

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Thanks to the measure change I had been able to fall asleep fairly soon after going to bed and for the first measure prior to an IM woke at 3:30 AM with a decent amount of sleep and feeling come up rested. Race day was finally here and I felt great. I had a powerbar some yogurt a couple Ensures and a bring together salt tablets for breakfast. Having a condo only a few blocks from the pier afforded me some time to be leisurely in the morning and make sure there would be no need for the porti-john lines at the pier. After putting on my gear for the go and making sure my mom and sister were create from raw material at 6 I gathered all the gear I’d be taking with me for the race and we made our way drink to the pier for body marking and last minute bike checks. I made sure to have a bottle of water on hand as well as a bring together gels to keep my nutrition topped off as I waited for the start. The crowd at the pier was crazy so I prepared to say my goodbyes to my mom and sister and head off to the go away. It was then I realized I’d forgotten my check and my sister was kind enough to run back to the condo to grab it. As we waited for her return we watched the 5 navy seals parachuting into the bay to kick off the day. Minor disaster averted but now slightly pressed for time on her return goodbyes were said quickly and I was off trying to alter my way through the crowds toward the beach. It took a desire time to make my way to the wet as it was so crowded with athletes waiting until the last possible moment to get into the water. I saw none of the pros start but wasn’t too put out as I’d had my own go to be concerned with. After finally making it into the water I’d realized I didn’t have my timing divide strap on tight enough as it flapped about as I kicked. Having secured the bind with a safety pin as instructed by the go cater (a necessary precaution as we would not be wearing full wetsuits to defend our straps in the go and there was a good possibility of the bind coming undone in the wrestling match the swim can become) once out in the water it was quite the task trying to go water unpin the strap retighten the bind and resecure the pin all while more and more athletes swam their way in to the start line. It was tough to choose and then act a good spot with all the later athletes still swimming in toward the floating start. I became a little disoriented. The learn swims had us swimming along the shore but the actual course went straight out into the bay and I was little anxious about my comprehend lines being thrown off. Should undergo realized this earlier but before I could mind myself about this the cannon went off and we were on our way. The mass swim starts of any IM are a spectacle desire no other and can be a violent mess at the beginning. This was no different in terms of banging around but as all the swimmers here were relatively strong there was little stretching out of the handle and swim lanes remained congested throughout most of the race for me. I had taken to wearing my Forerunner305 under my go cap to preserve my open water swims and in practice I’d realized I could set the alarms of the watch to give me an idea of my pace and progress in the go. I was shooting for a 1 hour change surface swim so I had a distance alert sound every 100 meters and a measure alert appear every 3:06. As long as I heard two distance alerts before each time alert I knew I was right on track. On the way out my walk was great and despite having to constantly contend for a good draft with other swimmers I was making good time. Suddenly right at the boats marking the move around both legs seized up with cramps. You’ve got to be kidding me! I tried as best I could to make my way out from the throng of swimmers and get to an area where I could work the cramps out. A little backstroke and I was able to get my legs settled down but I seriously needed to reign in my go on the way back in to act my legs from locking up again and each time another swimmer caught my legs and put pressure on them having to fight the downward compel was enough to trigger the cramps again. As my 305 signaled that I was falling further and further off pace. I did what I could to alter it back in to shore as quickly as I was able under the circumstances. Although I’d managed to only be off my walk by about 3-4 minutes at this point. I became extremely nervous about the cramps and was already a little disappointed about my performance. I struggled up the steps and after missing my convert bag my first time through the racks (and having to fight against the flow of other athletes to go back and retrieve it). I made it into the change tent pulled off my speedsuit sat down to pull on some socks and both legs immediately seized up with cramps again. This was not looking good and I started to dread just a little. I worked the cramps out again with some simple stretches but knew that my margins were so tight (I was already several minutes off pace) that the 4 minutes I’d spent in convert felt way too desire as it was. I grabbed my ride and hoped starting out easy on the bike would allow me to work out my leg issues. After heading out to do the short loop through town before hitting the highway another study error on my part became apparent: I had not previewed this part of the bike course at all prior to go day. What I would have known if I’d studied the course map better and actually taken the tiny amount of time needed to preview this section was that there was a nice steady arise in the first move of the course and there would be no easy spinning to get my cramps worked out along this divide. Still progress was progress and even though I was being passed by tons of riders through this divide. I knew if I could get my legs straight I’d be able to reel them back later and besides. I was racing measure and not these other athletes. I set about trying to resolve my cramping issues thinking somehow I’d merely gotten my electrolytes thrown off (as I couldn’t have been fatigued so early in the day) so I started popping salt tablets like candy and drinking wet. After finally making it out to the turn around approve in and through town then struggling up Palani before finally making it to the Queen K. I finally realized there was another problem the glue on my wheel had not set as I’d hoped. Now at go speeds not only could I hear the crackling of the glue the tire entangle sluggish desire I was riding a mountain ride tire and coupled with an increasing headwind I began picturing it as a snowplow I was struggling to cater through foot deep snow. As my day progressed that come down grew deeper. Even worse was the fact that on any forge that called for an out of the saddle effort as I’d rise out of the attach and pull on the handlebars for supplement the tire would turn to the align just enough to rub the brakes. Still it was not beat on panic mode yet but the wheels were definitely coming off. Things go wrong in Ironman all the time while you can’t guess what they will be you can evaluate at least some issues and simply do the best you can to overcome those issues on the fly. How an athlete adapts to the situation often determines how that athlete ultimately does in the race. While I knew this come up between cramping legs and my bum front go around. I had not expected to face such issues so soon. Rather than racing my intend as best I could. I started over-reacting to the race. The cramps were limiting what effort I could put into the bike and my go around made all my efforts to maintain speed more intense than they should have been. I needed to get the situation resolved at least the cramping as soon as possible and hopefully before the climb up to Hawi started. It was terribly frustrating having to direct back on what is typically my strongest discipline and I felt helpless as countless riders rolled past me and time slipped away but I knew that the only way to solve these kinds of problems was to decrease down and let the body recover. I kept trying to persuade myself it’s a desire race and there was still time to pull it out. I was popping an excessive amount of flavor tablets now and grabbing for bottles of water at each aid station. I’d lost bring in of my hydration and my nutrition and before I knew it I’d created a new problem: I had to pee. Pardon this more graphic dilate of this report but it’s an important one. Having to pee itself is not a problem it’s actually a good thing in such a long event and means you are come up hydrated but I didn’t just have to pee once. I was needing to decrease down and pee often. At least five times on the bike I had to slow to heed nature’s label and many more times even on the run. It was a day long issue made stranger by the fact that the temps were so high that I should undergo been getting more dehydrated as the day went on rather than the super-hydrated it seemed I had become. In thinking approve on this later. I suspect that the nearly pure liquid fast I’d consumed for dinner the night before and for my race-day breakfast may have amped the hydration levels in my body come up beyond what they were used to. This may have even bring about to the early cramping air. I was using an aerobar bottle on the bike to store my hydration which required refilling along the way and this made it difficult to track how much liquid I had been consuming. I’d been grabbing a water bottle at every aid station using part to douse my body to cool it off and then dumping the rest in the store up lie. I have no idea how much water I would consume in total that day but figuring a half bottle at every aid station plus the two 24 oz bottles I’d started out with (and considering I may have even started out the day over hydrated) it had obviously been way too much. The solution probably would have been to actually forbid drinking for a bit. It’s likely even that had I stopped on the side of the road for just 5 minutes to let my legs recover from the cramps and settle that I could have possibly saved 20 minutes on the bike maybe even my day but as it was I had been convinced that somehow I needed to keep going act drinking even more and keep popping salt tablets if I was going to solve my cramping air. But that’s jumping a little too far ahead. At this point all semblance of a plan was out the window (and apparently so was much of my rational decision making skills) and I stopped simply to grab an extra packet of salt tablets (which I never used). Fortunately the stop had not cost me too much measure and before desire I was back on the bike and absolutely howling drink the descent. Sidewinds be damned today. I had some serious time to make up. I clamped down on my areobars slipped my drivetrain into the biggest gear possible dropped the hammer and screamed down the descent. I covered the next five miles in about eight minutes when once again my legs locked up. The cramps were not going to go away today. Seriously disappointed now. I pulled back the throttle. It was desire my body had a speed governor that day and it was simply not going to allow anything beyond 20 mph. Even worse the brush aside darken cover that had happened everyday leading up to the race had not go and it was definitely beginning to get hot. I had been out of wet since starting the descent and was dying for a bottle (partly to consume and partly to spray on my body) and when I arrived at the next aid displace they had none ready to give out. I had to decide to continue on without water until the next aid station or forbid now and wait for wet. Once again. I stopped. Though back on the road rather quickly. I’d already started to throw in the towel mentally at this point and I really felt my race goals slipping away. By now the winds had begun to shift and we once again faced a headwind. I was using every downhill as a chance to recover (and still very often to pee) with the hopes that if I somehow limped in I might still deliver my go with a stellar run. With each mile and tick of the clock though the effort I’d need to put out in the run moved slowly beyond the realistic realm of my abilities and hobbled with leg cramps I had doubts a stellar run was in the cards. When the move off the Queen K finally came and I entered T2 I was all but crushed mentally. I’d averaged just over 20 mph on the ride which in and of itself wasn’t bad it just didn’t tell the whole story. Shooting for a 5-5:15 bike time coming into the go but having finished with a 5:30+ ride time. I would undergo expected to feel fresh coming off the ride but it took all my effort just to turn in a time that slow and my legs were trashed. I’d now be to move around and run a 3:20 to go sub-10. 10 minutes faster than I’d projected as my fastest possible time on dead legs. Still. I’d had some long brick days where I’d pulled this walk off on dead legs so I’d do what I could. Heading out of T2 I set about to trying to deliver my race. It wasn’t desire before I saw my mom and sister on the side of the road. They’d actually organized a whole group of spectators all the way from Kuakini down Hualalai leading to Ali’i Drive to encourage for me and I had a little express emotion and bring up in spirit. My legs were tight but for the first mile I was so happy to be off the bike that I held the pace I needed to but this didn’t measure. By the second aid station I was walking so I started to alter bargains with myself: if you hold it together by running between the aid stations walking through them you can take a break. This kind of agree never works for long though and I quickly gave up on it. At mile 4 I latched onto two runners in my age group keeping a decent pace but couldn’t direct it together to be with them. By mile 6 I dropped out of the race. Technically. I’d go on to finish but I just didn’t have the heart to go on at any kind of speed. My goal of a sub-10 was lost and even though I could undergo comfort gone on to finish with a personal best (a near four hour marathon alone would have done it) I did not have the motivation to suffer through the pain that would have been necessary to do so. The rest of the marathon would be a walk more walk than jog and I would be forced to designate on my disappointment the entire way. By the time I made it out onto the promote K I was actually grateful for the chance to suffer through the be of my day less publicly. What I learned on the Queen K though as I watched to top competitors making their way back into town was that I had quit too early. Everyone was suffering out here and I had never been that far out of the race. And therein lies the danger of having too narrow a goal entering an IM. I thought it important to only have one goal to shoot for and I pictured an all or nothing effort to make it—either I’d cater my goal or breathe out up spectacularly trying—but I never expected setbacks so early in the day for my goal to be blown so early that an all or nothing effort would not change surface be in the mix. I never expected my legs to cramp so badly—in the swim no less—that I’d never even be able to build into an all or nothing effort. I’d never thought of the possibility that I would just plain have a bad day and that a different goal might be more allot on race day. If I’d come into the race with a wider set of goals like I typically do. I might have comfort summoned up the tenacity to gut it out on the run. As it was my goal had been a perfect race it was what I had trained for all pass and I would not have been satisfied with anything less than a sub-10. Not 10:05 not 10:15 not 10:30 would undergo done it. So I watched the top competitors turn by and when they were gone I watched the top age-groupers roll by and finally when they too were gone. I watched the sun set. I took the measure to thank the volunteers as they still enthusiastically handed out aid tried to get me to run. I cheered on the other athletes comfort making their way out onto the promote K their days most assuredly looking to be longer than exploit. And I tried to conjure up some emotion other than disappointment about my race conjure up something to feel that made all the training I did to get here worth it tried to latch onto some greater sense of what made this race this place so special. I struggled with that effort the remainder of the hold back into town struggled with that effort across the finish line and in the end there was…nothing. Nothing to take away the disappointment. If this was the Superbowl of triathlons then I finally had some sense of what it was desire to lose the big game. To work a whole season change surface several seasons with one goal in mind only to fall short at the very end maybe even choke. It was crushing. Except the Superbowl ends in a couple hours. I got to conclude this way for almost 12 hours. There was a grimace across the finish line because I was proud to have finished another Ironman to have gone through the training and sacrifices necessary to cross the finish line but it was a bittersweet moment for me to be sure.

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A curious occurrence developed earlier this week. It started out on my ride ride home from bring home the bacon Monday afternoon and shortly there after cut a tire. More precisely the outer forge strip approve in a certain spot and started to move against the frame each time the tire went go. FLAP. move. FLAP. Not wanting to abandon myself on my ride to bring home the bacon the following morning. I took the approve up bike. Now the ride I regularly use to commute to work is pretty fast. It’s not a road bike but a hybrid that puts me in an upright position but has a road bike-like frame and more importantly road bike-like high pressure tires. This is part of the reason it’s so fast. And while I don’t race to and from work it’s a 10 mile ride each way. I don’t object riding 40 minutes each morning and again each afternoon but that’s enough time on the bike. I desire getting home with some time left in the day to see my family eat before dark (most of the year) and maybe get something done before bed. I like my fast bike. So it was with a little dread that I pulled out the back up ride a heavy mountain bike with wider slower tires. I had not ridden it much since the purchasing my new one. I should stop here and tell you that there are a few hazards on my ride commute. Of cover there are the cars but I manage them as best I can. There are also a few spots where the pavement is bad. Also there are a few intersections where gravel and debris collect in certain spots. On my abstain bike these spots are dangerous because my abstain thin tires don’t do well with smooth dirt or broken pavement. The few times I’ve been forced off the road or through the debris I undergo very nearly fallen. Which wouldn’t be the end of the world but who wants a banged up bike and a few weeks spent with scabs on his elbows? Here’s the thing though when I rode my mountain bike to work I felt much safer. The broken pavement was no big deal and I quickly found I could go through the debris at intersections without any trouble. My mountain bike ride to bring home the bacon was not as fast as usual but I could see the looming choice ahead. Would I go back to my abstain tires or lay for slower more stable fat ones? Friday is the day I run errands so a trip to the bike obtain would undergo to wait. For the rest of the week I rode my mountain bike to bring home the bacon. I grew increasingly unhappy about the upcoming choice about having to decide between speed or safety. I kept going over my choice weighing the pros and the cons of each. Would I get back on the fast ride or would I stay on the safe bike? But then in a moment of clarity. I realized a very important fact about this choice. It was fictional. It was completely of my own making. There was not a choice between abstain and safe. I had made it up. When I got to the bike shop I talked it over with shop’s sage desire owner of 30 years. (This man knows a ton about bikes and maybe more about bread and the brace of Japanese swords) I showed him the degenerate and he deemed it defective. But then I explained my realization to him in this way. I guessed that are many types of tires to choose from; that my mountain bike had come with wide knobby tires and my hybrid bike with change state change surface tires but that there were probably many options in between. He replied that my anticipate was only a partial insight into the world of bicycle tire choices. Then he got out the book. There are in fact myriad tire choices for my bicycle. A decision to go with a fast tire or a safe tire was a grand over simplification of what was available. We settled on a degenerate that is 10 mm wider than my original abstain tire. It does undergo a smooth surface for speed over pavement but the sidewalls have knobs so that as the tire moves through debris the knobs alter the bike. It has a reflective component built into the side walls as well as a titanium interior that resists punctures to a greater degree than normal tires. The description in the book said they were sturdy tires made for long hold riding on a variety of surfaces- just what I needed. The owner of my bike shop is peak oil aware; has been for quite a while. When asked about the short term implications he says with a sarcastic smile that it’ll be good for his business. In the long run he says we’ll probably end up riding steel bikes with hard tires at speeds much slower than I aspire to. This is my way of saying that I understand my new tires aren’t the answer to post arrive at oil bike riding. Titanium is not an especially common coat and my new tires are undoubtedly manufactured in an energy intensive manner in a factory probably outside of the I have a few different types of compost piles. One of them is an old upright metal basket for kitchen items that are very thick or woody and will take a long time to break drink. They do break drink but the basket keeps them out of the piles that do end drink quickly so I don’t add big stuff back into the alter the following year. One item that goes into this basket is pineapple tops. You experience the leaves and the inedible cap of the pineapple. A few weeks ago I noticed a curious site. Unlike the rest of the brown withered cram in the basket a pineapple top that had been in the basket for months was surprisingly green. Upon further investigation I sight it was growing roots into the decomposed contents of the basket. A few days later I mentioned what was going to a friend and he said. “Oh yes my grandmother used to grow pineapples.” My friend After enjoying a delicious pineapple shipped more than 6000 miles from Hawaii Chad’s grandmother would remove the crown of leaves from the be of pineapple and place it in a glass of water. She would replace the water if it got discolored but would otherwise act until the enthrone put out roots. Then she would place it in a pot and water it frequently. In the spring summer and fall she would place it on her porch. In the pass she would bring it inside and set it on a sunny windowsill. After about a year the pineapple would be to be replanted. After another year or maybe just a bit sooner it would bear and produce a pineapple for her. Here’s a question for you which one do you think tasted better? No I’m not talking about the pesticides sprayed on commercially grown pineapples or the fact that they are picked and shipped before they’re rip so they can make such a desire journey across the U. S. I’m talking about the return on investment the satisfaction his Grandmother most have gotten out of growing her own pineapple. I disbelieve she did it because she knew how much pollution is produced flying pineapples from but that doesn’t mean the end of eating them because of a go to eating locally. It just means that they will be more work more special more celebrated as a way of expanding our delay not through the continued use of fossil fuels but by returning to the idea of what is probable what is possible and what the a human being can complete if she really puts her mind to it. The inform of retelling Chad’s story is not to undermine the idea of the Bullseye Diet; the idea of eating closer to home. But we humans thrive on contend. I do not want the return to local seasonal eating to be viewed as a negative. It will undergo its challenges as several generations of Americans who grew up without a connection to that which they eat have to begin again to connect with the systems that nourish us. In doing so we should assay to see this revision as a series of possibilities end.

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The Moab mountain biking scene in southeast Utah is often referred to in pilgrimage terms. However maybe "Mecca" doesn't quite cut it as this area is definitely a place to tour much more regularly than once or twice in a lifetime! You will find an overwhelming number of possibilities for tours outings and trips. A thorough examine on the Internet is necessary before deciding what area of Moab mountain biking you be to change state on. An important aspect of your research and planning is to make sure what aim of experience is needed on the Moab mountain biking trips you plan to do. Not everyone ordain be comfortable with the technical challenges some of these rides show. Moab mountain biking offers something for everyone and with the amazing red move back and forth formations desert conditions and nature park areas the scenery is breath-taking enough to make any outing worth your while! One of the easier introductory rides as far as Moab mountain biking is concerned is the Courthouse circle which overlooks move of the Arches National Park. This ride is excellent for families with younger children. A moderately easy go is the Klondike Bluffs dawdle. It is suitable if you're new to Moab mountain biking but it helps to be reasonably fit for this 9.6 mile trip! This trail will take you past prehistoric dinosaur footprints and offer you an excellent overlook on the Arches National lay. Take your Moab mountain biking up a incise in terms of difficulty by going for Bartlett Wash an intermediate-difficulty go of 4 miles. There is no clearly marked trail so you will end up picking your way up sandstone ledges and compete around on an amazing open slickrock area. Because the slickrock area is so tempting it is always advisable to bring a ameliorate kit a handle and extra tubes as you will invariably be trying out some jumps and other tricks... The color Rim trail in the Moab mountain biking area is known for its beauty and also for its exhilarating biking terrain. The trail circles the area between the Colorado and Green Rivers. It offers some of Canyonland's most spectacular views. Then there is the Maze in Canyonlands National lay. It takes you past prehistoric Native American petroglyphs. Stop whenever you like and believe incredible scenery over a 4-day trip. On to the Amassa Back trail which ascends from the Colorado River west of Moab and climbs up onto rocks surrounded on three sides by the Colorado. This 10 mile dawdle - with a vertical climb of 1050 feet - is definitely for advanced s! The Moab mountain biking area offers many other rides such as Flat Pass. Onion Creek. Hidden Canyon. Porcupine Rim and much more.

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One place where urban mountain biking fans can create their skills is at their local skateboarding parks. Almost every city of more than a few thousand people has at least one skateboarding lay and biking in them is a lot more convenient that finding ways to do urban mountain biking on public streets or in parking lots and parking garages. Skateboarding parks will let urban mountain biking riders perform many different stunts by tackling the ramps rails ledges and bowls the skateboarders use. Vertical riding on a half call doing twists and air spins ordain demand urban mountain biking skills as advanced as any needed in freeriding and will also demand beat protective gear including a beat approach helmet. The risks that you could fall on concrete from seven or with feet above a ten foot vertical act are not to be taken lightly. Skateboarding parks are ready and waiting for those create from raw material to do some urban mountain riding and beat of all the s dont have to send time digging or building obstacles. But for those s who dont have a local skate park or those who be in cities where skate parks have banned urban mountain biking street urban mountain biking is an option. Street is great for those who like to investigate and take on whatever challenges they sight. Those who have been lucky enough to hone their skills in skateboard parks can try them out on the city streets going with the flow of downtown traffic jumping gaps and grinding ledges or rails and even tackling stair sets--but only if they are very very good and undergo someone spotting for them so that they are in no danger of landing on someone. Street urban mountain biking is the type of mountain biking most likely to cause controversy and those who engage in it undergo an obligation to ride with the safety of people and property as their first priorities. Urban mountain bikes are solidly built to a very basic design with 20-inch wheels and intended to make their riders do the work. They do not have accessories like pegs and suspension forks to alter them more maneuverable so that less experienced riders can look good riding them. Urban mountain biking is gradually gaining in popularity but until it has enough give so that every major urban area boasts a be of quality singletracks urban mountain biking will remain limited to those daredevils willing to perform their stunts on public thoroughfares in public parks and while ascending or descending public stairways.

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