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25 Minutes of Bliss & Lessons Learned from Injury

February 27th, 2010

Happy feet.

“Before you come back next time, go for a short run. We need to see where that leg is at,” said Dr. Terry Andrus, my physical therapist.

Wait, did I hear that correctly? Did he just clear me to go for a run? *Big smile*

I guess he was reading my mind because he added, “Don’t make it a half marathon or anything. Easy and short. 20-25 minutes.”

“Okay,” I replied, laughing. “I know. I know.”

I was excited, but also a little bit fearful. The last time I had tried to run was February 2nd. I ran only 10 minutes before the pain in my leg started. I was scared, that after almost 4 weeks of no running, I might feel that pain again. I was afraid of what that pain would mean for my ability to meet my goals this year. I need to start running again.

Because of the weather, I was relegated to the treadmill. I readied my mp3 player and hit “Quick Start” on the “dreadmill.”  I decided to walk for about 15 minutes to make sure my leg was fully warmed up. Then, I stretched my legs a bit. It was time to speed things up a bit–but not too much.

Prior to this issue, my usual easy pace was about a 9 minute mile. But, I wanted to be even more conservative, so I put the treadmill on 6.4 mph (9:22 min/mile) and started to run. At first, it felt really odd – partly because I was on the treadmill, and partly because it had been SO long since I had run. It’s been probably 10 or more years since I’ve gone this long without any running.

About 7 minutes into the run, the Black Eyed Peas were singing, “I gotta feeling,” and I did have a feeling that this run was going to be a good one. No pain. Better yet, no hint of pain. My legs didn’t feel like they were in top running form, but they also didn’t feel injured. They simply felt like they needed to become reacquainted with this beautiful motion. Legs pumping and thumping in time… (Cake, “Going the Distance.”)

At the 14 minute mark, Lady GaGa was giving me her “Poker Face,” and I badly wanted to increase the speed. I didn’t. I knew that running fast would be a BAD mistake, no matter how much I wanted to feel that speed again. I just concentrated on running easy, with good form. I visualized running outside. I visualized being able to race again. And, then, I started grinning. Then, smiling. Then, giggling. I caught myself. After all, I was in the gym, and there were people lined up on the treadmills. The women next to me caught me. She looked away quickly when I caught her eyes and smiled. C’mon, ma’am, I’m having a GOOD time here. Join me!

But, I didn’t care who saw me and thought I was a lunatic. I was running again. My leg didn’t hurt. I hit the 25 minute mark and knew I needed to be smart and not go too far. PT said 20-25 minutes, and I listened to his advice. Even though the was short and I did it on the treadmill, it was the best 25 minutes I’ve had in a long time. The next run can’t come soon enough.

I’m so glad to be on the mend, but I think it’s important to be cautious and reflect upon what I learned from the experience. Perhaps some of you can relate, or will find these lessons useful.

If you are going to run an ultramarathon (or any race)–be prepared.

I wasn’t fully prepared for the elevation changes in the PHUNT 50k, and I paid a very dear price for it. Train for the distance, the weather, the terrain. The PHUNT was my first 50k, and I should have been more prepared. I will be next time.

Listen to your body.

Yes, I know, this is a running cliche. But, that doesn’t mean it’s not true. I should have listened to my body earlier. John and I were talking about the types of signs the body gives, and he said, “You know, if you were being *really* honest with yourself about what you were feeling, you would have taken it easier, right?” Exactly. There were signs that I had some weakness in the leg, but I pushed through some aggressive speedwork too soon after the 50k. Dumbass. It’s important to distinguish between the “normal” pain of training and the types of pain that signal something is wrong. At this point in my training, I do know the difference. But, I made bad decisions. One or two rest days before something becomes an issue can prevent four weeks of no running. I learned that one the HARD WAY.

Stay focused.

During the past 6 weeks, I did the best I could to stay focused on the long term goal of Lake Placid. I had to make certain that the training I was able to do (bike, swim, strength) was effective and helped to keep me in the game. However, I did lose focus for a few days, and it really affected the quality of those workouts, as well as my overall mental state. Luckily, I was able to re-group. Don’t give up – focus on what you CAN do, not on what you can’t.

Stay OFF Google.

It does the mental state no good to be searching your symptoms via Google. The search results will only lead to extreme fear as you read about all of the worst-case scenarios. One site I visited said that “hamstring tendonitis can take up to 6 months to heal.” Yikes! As soon as I stopped searching via Google, my head felt better.

Physical Therapy works.

I was a skeptic about PT. I didn’t think it would work, but I went because I figured it couldn’t hurt. Well, after the first visit I had with the PT, my leg felt better the very next day, and continued to feel better each successive day–with the happy result of being able to run after just one week of PT.

KT Tape works.

I used KT Tape off and on during the last several weeks, and it does help to manage the pain while training and post-workout. The staff are also super helpful. Because my issue didn’t fit exactly with the video instructions on their website, I emailed them. Within a few hours, they had responded with advice for how best to tape my leg. That’s service!

Take all the preventive measures you can to avoid injury.

I didn’t. I got hurt. I vow to use the foam roller, stretch and ice after each workout. When I trained for my first marathon, I did all of these things religiously because I was so fearful of the distance and the effect it might have on my body. During that training and after the race, I didn’t have any injuries. But, I got complacent. I thought, Well, I’m fine. Do I really need to ice after *every* run? Isn’t that overkill? I thought, No. I don’t need to do that. Guess what? I was wrong. Preventive care WORKS.

So, when I plan my training schedule, I will be sure to build in time for proper stretching, rolling & icing. It’s the only way to prevent injury.

Build a support system.

In addition to my doctors, it was helpful to have a support system that I could talk to about the injury, and what types of cross-training might be effective. This system helped with staying focused, and also kept my spirits up. John was a great source of strength for me, reminding me that this was a minor issue in a long journey. My friends and the twitter community were awesome as well. I am so blessed to have people in my life that have such depths of compassion and caring. Thank you so much to everyone who listened to me fret over the past several weeks. I appreciate each of you so very much. My coach, Jeff Kline, was also an important part of my support system. He didn’t give up on me. Quite the opposite! I’ve had challenging swim workouts (yikes! they’ve been HARD!) and bike rides that have kept my aerobic base in tact. His motivational emails and tweets kept my will strong.

Some injury prevention resources:

Not being able to run isn’t the worst thing that could happen to me, and it’s taught me some humbling lessons.  But, let’s be perfectly clear: I’m glad to be on officially on the mend, and back in my running sneakers. Lake Placid, here I COME!

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I’m injured, but I’m not out

February 19th, 2010

I have a case of what appears to be hamstring tendonitis in my right leg. At first, the injury led me to drop running from my training, and replace it with aqua jogging, while continuing my training with swimming and biking. However, at the end of last week, it became painfully (literally) clear to me that I would have to also drop the bike and aqua jogging. My coach took it a step further and said: no kicking while swimming. My first response: SERIOUSLY?

I found it impossible to be optimistic and find the silver lining at first. This news simply wrecked me. I spent Sunday afternoon sulking, icing and saying, “I don’t want to talk about it” every time John asked me, “How are you doing with this news?”

As I laid on the couch last Sunday, elevating my legs, and shivering from the large bags of ice I had placed all over my lower body, I felt completely helpless. I felt pathetic. I felt weak. How could I possibly finish an Ironman in July if I can’t even train properly? Who the hell am I kidding? I had lost my mental focus and the momentum that I had been building in my training. I had just come off a great 3.5 bike ride on Saturday (despite the injury), and now I felt like I couldn’t even get off the couch.

I spent most of Sunday and Monday secretly, inwardly freaking out. I tried not to verbalize my feelings because I felt like that would only increase my defectiveness, my weakness, my brokenness. I tried not to concentrate on the injury, but really, that’s been a futile exercise, made especially difficult by the fact that I have had a fairly constant dull ache in my hamstring. Pleasant.

When I got into the pool on Monday, I grabbed the pull buoy and placed it between my legs. No kicking. How the hell could this even count as a workout? Instead of thinking about swimming, I thought: I will gain weight. I will lose fitness. I will lose strength. I’ve worked so hard to get to where I am, and now one injury would ruin it all. My thoughts zeroed in on nothing but doom and gloom. So, suffice to say, that Monday morning swim was not effective for my training. My head was not in the game. I might as well have stayed under the covers for all the good that did me.

I realized I needed to be more pro-active, that I couldn’t just sit around icing and flailing around in the pool. First, I called a chiropractor, Dr. Reed Lerman, who had helped me with a minor case of hip bursitis I had last year. He uses laser therapy (sort of like ultrasound therapy) to help improve recovery. After two treatments last year, my hip bursitis improved within a week. So, I thought, perhaps this will help with my hamstring? I had a treatment on Tuesday morning, and by the afternoon the bulk of the pain in my hip area had lessened. More importantly, just the idea that I was doing something helped to improve my mental state.

And, this mental improvement, helped me make better use of pool time. By the time I got in the pool on Wednesday, I was ready to focus again. Instead of concentrating on what I couldn’t do, I thought about what this injury has “freed” me to focus on. For example, swimming with the buoy allows me to concentrate singularly on my stroke, in particular making sure I pull my arm all the way through the entire stroke (back near my hips), and ensuring proper body rotation so I don’t have to lift my head out of the water to breath. Guess what? This resulted in greater efficiency in my stroke, which was evidenced by decreasing lap times.

And, because I can’t bike, run or do lower body strength training, all of my strength work has been concentrated on my upper body and my core–which are my weak areas to begin with. I’ve included core work every day this week. If I had full use of my lower extremities, I wouldn’t be able to spend as much time on my core. Yet, a strong core is the KEY ingredient to triathlon success–it’s also important to help prevent injury. Hmmmm.

Yesterday, I had an appointment with my primary doctor, a sports medicine guy. He allayed my fears that this injury was some type of chronic condition, assuring me that based on his assessment of the hammy, there is nothing ACUTE about the problem. Just my body saying: Whoa, lady, we need to chill for a minute. He also gave me a script for physical therapy, that will also include some strength training. I have my first PT appointment today. I’m excited to be officially ON THE MEND.

I might have a temporary problem with my hamstring, sure. But, don’t count me out. In a few weeks, I’ll be rested, recovered, and ready to start kicking some a$$. SERIOUSLY.

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Life’s a little different now: Some observations on Ironman training

January 29th, 2010

I’m a little over 25 weeks out from Lake Placid Ironman. During this early phase of base training, along with the training I did in preparation for the HIM Bassman in October, I’ve noticed several changes in my life. I thought I’d share some. Maybe some of you can relate?

Observation #1: Positive Correlations

Most athletes preparing for an Ironman expect that the longer the race distance, the longer the training times and miles. What I didn’t account for was the fact that those training distances aren’t the only times that increase. While the training plan may have anywhere from 10 to 20 hours of workouts for the week, the ironman athlete must also account for other increases in time spent doing training-related tasks. For example, there is a strong, direct, positive correlation between training time and loads of laundry, grocery bills and time spent preparing food. It seems impossible that two people can dirty that many pieces of clothing, and eat that much food without becoming morbidly obese. Yet, somehow, the laundry basket is always full, and we are losing weight.

Observation #2: The Pack Mule Effect

Triathletes know that the sport requires a considerable amount of gear. I am accustomed to the girth of my transition bag at races, which one race volunteer said looked like a “rocket launcher.” I knew that about race day, but every day? Not so much. As a direct result of my Ironman training “needs,” I leave the house each morning saddled down like a pack mule with at least two different gym bags (separated by sport), containers of food, at least two different pairs of shoes, and a bag full of “recovery” items such as KT Tape, compression socks, ice pack, heating pad, and Alieve. As of late, I’ve also been bringing my foam roller with me everywhere I go.

Observation #3: Chocolate milk is gourmet.

Best practices for post-workout recovery dictate that athletes need to consume a mix of carbohydrates and protein within 30 minutes of finishing their workout. When we first started training, we used a special recovery drink that cost us a small fortune. Then, we started talking to some seasoned triathletes who said that chocolate milk is a perfect post-workout recovery choice. So, we are now saving about $90 a month, and the best part: Chocolate milk is like a gourmet dessert when the rest of your nutrition plan strictly limits sweets. It’s a little cup of manna straight from the triathlon gods.

Observation #4: Salads You Can Bench Press

John and I have shifted our diet to include more servings of vegetables and fruits. While we don’t neglect proteins and whole grains, we have noticed that the increase in vegetables and fruits has a very positive effect on our overall feelings of well-being and energy levels. The issue with vegetables and fruit, however, is that you need a lot of them to satisfy the calorie deficit from training. So, we prepare salads that weigh more than the medicine balls we use for our core routine.

Observation #5: How far is that in relation to an Ironman?

As some of you already know, the Ironman is a total of 140.6 miles. I have, as of late, begun to compare all distances that I travel in relationship to this 140.6 mile goal. For example, my round trip work commute is almost as far as the bike. Our favorite bike shop is about a marathon away. While the distance to the gym is just an Ironman swim away.

Observation #6: Looking out for hills

Lake Placid’s course has plenty of elevation change, which I noted in a previous post. The problem for John and I is the overwhelming lack of elevation change in New Jersey. So, whenever I am driving anywhere, I actively seek hills for training. Recently, I went to a colleague’s for a party, and she lives in a very hilly area outside of Philadelphia. I found myself wishing I had brought my bike to ride some of these hills before the party.

Observation #7: Food shopping and long bike rides are hot dates

Spare time is increasingly fleeting as each week of our training plans ticks by. So, John and I have gotten creative about spending time together. The past several weekends have included long Saturday morning bike rides, during which we get to check out the sexiness of each other’s back sides as we trade lead. Then, we spend Saturday night cruising the aisles of our local grocery store, sharing our deepest thoughts and dreams about how great those homemade black bean veggie burgers will be. Sometimes, in the excitement of the moment, we buy whole wheat pizza crust and giggle about how “bad” we are being. You just can’t manufacture bonding like that.

I wonder what new revelations the next 25 weeks will bring?

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Satisfying the demands of reason and emotion through gradual adaptation and 1% improvements

October 11th, 2009

I’m antsy. I’ve got work to do.  

blog.swimmerswaitingIt’s been a week since the half iron distance triathlon. The soreness has faded. The feeling of accomplishment is there, but I can’t help feeling that I want to do better, go faster, be stronger. My basic goal for the triathlon was 6 hours, and while I accomplished that goal with a time of 5:55;37, I secretly (or not so secretly) wished I would do better–like 5:45 would have been great. I had wanted to place in my age group, but was 4th (by over a minute).

My rational mind knows that I have to be patient, and I am constantly being reminded by my husband John that the Bassman was my first half distance, which I raced during my first triathlon season. But, to me, that sounds like an excuse, and I don’t want to accept it. So, I’m ready to get to work, but I have to be patient and think long-term. Training too hard right now, just a week after my most intense athletic event ever, will put me at risk for burn out or even worse, injury. I need to let my body recover, which doesn’t mean do nothing. It does mean that I shouldn’t participate in the 18 mile race being held at Long Beach Island this morning, even though I would like to leave right now and head to the race.

I’ve read several triathlon training books that have emphasized the importance of gradual adaptation, including Joe Friel’s The Triathlete’s Ultimate Training Bible,  and Don Fink’s book, Be Iron Fit: Time Efficient Training Secrets for Ultimate Fitness. These books, as well as countless articles from various magazines and websites, stress the importance of gradual adaptation for increasing duration and intensity. Many coaches, trainers, and self-trained athletes recommend that these elements should not be increased by more than 10% from week to week, and athletes should allow for a 5-20% reduction in duration every fourth week to allow for recovery, thereby preventing burnout and injury. For the most part, I’ve followed this rule in my marathon and triathlon training.

20 mile markFor example, if I ran a total of 45 miles last week, I should not increase my duration by more than 4.5/5 miles this week – leading to a 50 mile week. With respect to intensity, if I ran 8 miles of speedwork last week, I should not look to do more than 9 miles this week. In both cases, the speedwork represents just 18% of my total mileage. In running, speedwork should not comprise the majority of your runs.

If you log duration by minutes, the same rule applies. So, if you ran a total of 6 hours last week (360 minutes), you should increase your duration by 36 minutes this week, which would be 396 minutes or 6 hours and 36 minutes. One of those runs would be a long run, one would be a speed run, and the remaining time would be spent in short or middle, easy pace runs.

In addition to the gradual progression, dropping duration every fourth week (from 5-20% of mileage/minutes) is an incredibly helpful strategy for improving one’s overall fitness. It gives your body some time to adapt to the build up of duration and intensity, while also repairing itself from the stresses of such training. I’ve written about the value of recovery weeks in training before, and I continue to believe in their efficacy. Their value is especially easy to ascertain when you haven’t taken one in a while, and you start to feel the effects of overtraining: irritability, anxiousness, fatigue, insomnia, food cravings–especially for sugary foods, slow recovery time, soreness, injury, weakened immune system, and so on. The easiest way to prevent overtraining is to take a single rest or easy day each week, and to have an active recovery week every fourth week.  

So, these are the realities my rational brain acknowledges: I can’t progress from running 45 miles this week to 100 miles next week. I can’t improve from novice cyclist to pro in one short season (or even several seasons!). I won’t be challening Michael Phelps in the freestyle anytime soon. I realize these hard physiological facts from my experiences in marathon running. My first marathon was difficult, and I ran a 3:53. Like my race last Sunday, not the best running I’ve ever done. But, I was able to shave 12 minutes from my time during my second marathon (and qualify for Boston in the process!) because I built upon the base from my first marathon – using the principle of gradual adaptation and recovery. I’m hoping to shave at least another 6 minutes and head into the mid to low 3:30′s for my third marathon: Philadelphia on November 22. But, it would have been unrealistic of me to expect something in the 3:30′s for my first marathon, given my limited endurance experience and my base running speed. However, after a few years of applying gradual adaptation for both duration and intensity, I’m a faster runner than I ever thought I would be.

These principles work – but they rely on patience cultivated by a disciplined mind.

Likewise, John’s first ultramarathon was an impressive 11 hours and 5 minutes. Undoubtedly, when he ran the ultra, his experience in marathon running helped him to finish in the first place. Furthermore, when he runs his second one, he will benefit from the gradual adaptation process to the distance and the rigors of the endeavor.

Gradual adaptation and progression makes sense–to my rational brain. To my emotional mind, I’m disappointed, frustrated and wishing I was better. My emotional mind is terribly competitive, not necessarily with other athletes, although that is true sometimes, but more often I am competitive with myself. My emotional side always pushes me to do better: work or play. Luckily for my body, my rational thoughts serve to keep this aggressive beast in check most of the time. Whenever I don’t listen to reason, however, I suffer the effects of overtraining. So, most of the time, I follow the rule of adaptation, which allows me to make the most steady progress, and in the long term, I have been rewarded. (At least that’s how Ms. Reason explains it to Ms. Emotion.)

Along with the principle of gradual adapation, Fink introduces a useful goal setting tactic: 1% improvements. (In reading this book, I got the impression that Fink has the same rational/emotional split as I do. Friel’s book is very scientific, very rational.) In 1999, after a few years of racing, Fink set a goal to be in the top three of his age group. Yet, he finished 8th in his age group. The next day, he reviewed the race results and realized he was only 1 minute and 40 seconds behind the leader, who was only about 1% faster. So, Fink asked himself, “Can I get 1% faster?” Framing the issue in this way makes our progress much more realistic, and it also allows us to keep in step with the principle of gradual adaption. It’s a way to meet the demands of my rational thinking to work within my means, as well as my emotional desires to be better, get stronger, go faster.

One percent goals also lead to a clear set of plans for achieving them. For example, my plans for improvement as part of my training for Lake Placid 2010 will focus most directly on the bike. In reviewing my race results from the Bassman, it’s clear that my primary weakness is the bike. When reviewing results from racing, in addition to checking your overall place, I recommend checking out your place in each of the sports. This information can help you identify which areas need the most improvement.

For example, I was 136th overall in the bike, but 54th overall in the run. Yet, as I wrote in my previous post, poor performance on the bike is affecting my run. I have to use so much energy to move the bike a measly 18 mph that I’m tired for the run. While many of my female competitors rode faster than me, I ran faster than many of them. I was the 16th female overall – yet only a few of the 15 that crossed the line before me ran faster than me. And, I know that I can run faster than I did. But, with sore hips and burned out quads, I can’t. So, to get 1% better, I need to work on the bike: strength training, group rides, core work. If I feel stronger coming off the bike, I will be able to perform more in line with my running potential.

Another plan is to improve my swim efficiency. I finished 93rd overall in the swim. While this swim finish is better than I expected, I know I can improve upon it. I will attend masters’ clinics, and the strength training and core work will help me here as well.  

Fink’s recommendation to brainstorm all of the ways in which you can get just 1% faster is a productive exercise, and has given new focus to my training for Lake Placid 2010, which is 41 weeks away. Yes, I’ve got a lot of work to do to reach that goal. But, I won’t make it if I don’t apply the rule of gradual adaptation and recovery. After all, it’s hard to go 140.6 miles if you’re fatigued before you even start – or worse yet, suffering from an overuse injury. While I’m antsy today, I’m going to keep my impulses in check because I’ve got some 1% improvements to make.

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The Spirit of the Ironman-Lake Placid 2009

July 28th, 2009

The Lake Placid Ironman was held on Sunday, July 26, 2009, with 2051 athletes finishing the race, according to the official race results (2258 began the race, but 207 athletes did not finish). For those of you who may not know, the Lake Placid Ironman is a 140.6 mile race that must be completed within 17 hours. It consists of a 2.4 mile swim, followed by a 112 mile bike (over some seriously mountainous terrain), and finished with a marathon (26.2 miles). There is little dispute that this event is tough stuff. But, these numbers only tell a very small part of the ironman story.

The athletes are positively amazing in their ability to overcome various challenges just to toe the starting line. One of the more well-known stories of this year’s event is that of Matt Long, a NY firefighter who was run over by a bus in 2005 (for some history on his experience, see this article from Runner’s World). We saw him as he ran through the swim chute, and John was able to snap this picture, catching him as he ran toward T1. We were a little star struck when we saw him, so we didn’t get the picture until he had already passed.You can view part of his inspirational finish, just 4 minutes before the cutoff, here.

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The day before the race we met Jamie, who had volunteered at the 2008 race so that he could participate in this year’s event. He had planned to be competitive in his age group, but in April he had to have knee surgery. Despite this setback, Jamie adjusted his goals, and was able to finish the ironman by walking the marathon. With a strong swim and bike, he was able to make the 17 hour cutoff with almost 90 minutes to spare.  The wounds on his knee may have been fresh, but his will was strong.  Some athletes competed in memory of a loved one, others raced for charity. We met Tom Burrell, from Michigan, at our campground the morning after the race. After making impressive changes in his life, Tom has completed 2 Ironmans–both in the name of charity. You can read about his work and commitment by clicking this link. (For other athletes’ stories, check out this link.)

And, all of the athletes were racing to feel alive. Their smiles at the finish line were tell-tale evidence of that! But, before we get to the finish line, let’s go to the starting line.

Our alarm went off at 4 a.m. I nudged John and said, “It’s 4 a.m.” He replied, “No it’s not.” We had been up well before the sun for two days in a row (day before at 3:30 a.m.), and I guess John had hoped he could use his mental powers to turn the clock back an hour or so and buy us some more sleep. It didn’t work. We had volunteered to work the 5 a.m.-10 a.m. shift, which put us on the swim chute leading to transition 1 (see the previous post for information about this volunteer work). It had rained throughout the night, but by 5 a.m. the rain had let up. Yet, as the sun began to color the sky, it was clear there were more dark clouds heading our way. I hoped that the rain would be done before the athletes had to start–or at least before they had to get on their bikes. Well, it’s always nice to hope. The threat of rain only added to the pre-race tension that had many of the athletes on edge. After months and months of preparation, the day had arrived. I was only volunteering and I was nervous – I can only imagine how they felt!

Unfortunately, the rain starting coming down as the swim began. It was raining so hard at some points that it created a little river that ran down the side of the swim chute. The carpets, which were laid to protect the athletes’ feet as they ran to T1, started to come undone and slide down the side of the hill. Uh-oh. The first pro would be coming out of the water in about 20 minutes. We worked furiously to reset the carpets. In some cases we had to stand on them to keep them from sliding. My hopes were realized later, however, as the rain let up before most of the swimmers started coming out of the water. By the time most of the athletes got to their bikes, the rain had stopped – there were clouds, but no droplets.

At 10 a.m., our volunteer shift ended, and John and I decided to run the marathon course, which is a two-loop course, part of which follows the bike course. So, as we ran, we were able to cheer on the cyclists, as well as get a preview of what the run is like. As the run winds out along River Road, it becomes harder for spectators to get there because the roads are closed to traffic. But, there is about a mile of signs that were handmade by the families and friends of the athletes, with inspirational, motivational, and humorous statements. One sign said, “Go, Kevin! Make this race your B@tch.” I laughed when I saw that one. Another sign read, “This road leads to Kona! Go Maureen.” I don’t know who Maureen is, but I really hope she qualified. (Note: Seventy two finishers qualified for the October Kona race.) One sign said, “We’ll get you ice cream at the finish line!” I can only imagine how great it must have been to read these signs while working through the last leg of an ironman.

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After we ran, we sat at the wall that overlooks the Olympic Oval. From this vantage point, we were able to see the cyclists as they were coming in from their 112 mile ride. The spirit of endurance was alive at this point.

One woman we saw (shown here) had some problems with her bike, and was unable to ride, but she ran it in to the transition area. I couldn’t help but marvel at her commitment to keep going – no matter what happened. When plan A fell through, she moved onto plan B. That’s a valuable lesson that breathes new life into the old adage: never give up.

 

 

 

 As we watched the athletes come in, we talked with the family members and friends of these athletes. The triathlon (and marathon) community is a special one, and you are able to talk with strangers as if they are old friends. I heard great stories from parents who were watching their son or daughter do their first, third or 23rd ironman. Significant others and friends waited nervously for a glimpse of their athlete. After watching their athlete pass through, they would hurry to the area where the athletes would leave T2 to cheer them on as they began the marathon. After watching the bikers for an hour or so, we heard the announcer say the first place finisher was about 10 minutes away from the oval.

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After eight hours, 36 minutes and 37 seconds, the winner, Maik Twelsiek, finished the event. (More results can be found at http://www.ironmancenter.com/results/results.php).

He came into the oval with a definitive 20 minute lead over the second place finisher. As he ran through the spectators, he slapped hands with spectators who had their hands held out, he raised his arms and shooks his fists in victory. It was quite a site!

 

 

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The first female finisher was Tereza Macel (who was first out of the water with a swim time of 50:48). Her time was 9 hours, 29 minutes and 36 seconds, about 12 minutes ahead of the second place female finisher. She was 12th place overall!

After she finished, the announcer interviewed her, and she was a model of sportsmanship. Given her commanding lead, the announcer asked, “When were you able to relax and think that you definitely had the win?” Despite her commanding lead, Macel responded (loosely paraphrased), “I think I knew it after I entered the oval. Anything can happen in an Ironman and you can’t take anything for granted.” I admired her graciousness at a time when she was clearly pumped–which is evident from the photo we took here.

 

 

While the performance of the professional athletes is indeed impressive, it was the everyday “age group” athletes that I wanted to see finish. Excitement and joy replaced the tension of the early morning hours. I watched as wives and husbands, with shirts that read “I’m an iron wife” or “My wife is an ironman” clap and cheer as they watched their loved one cross the finish line. Children wore shirts that read: “My mommy is an ironman” or “Go, Daddy #811.” And through it all, the announcer never skipped a beat as he called each athlete’s name and said, “You’re an ironman!” It sounded special each time he said it.

We stayed at the oval, watching finishers until around 9:30 p.m. Then, we walked up the run course a bit and cheered on the runners who were finishing the last leg of the marathon. Here, the spirit of endurance continued, as athletes despite the pain and extreme fatigue, plugged through the final miles to the oval. The magic of the day had solidified my desire to hear that announcer say, “Maria Simone – YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!” We woke up the next morning at 5:30 a.m., headed to town and stood in line for 2 hours to register. As I left the Lake Placid High School, where registration was taking place, I felt like I was on American Idol and I had just gotten my golden ticket to go to Hollywood. Now, what I do with that ticket is up to me. The next 12 months will teach me much about myself, and I’m looking forward to it.

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Volunteering at the Lake Placid Ironman 2009

July 28th, 2009

The Lake Placid Ironman was a fantastic and motivating experience. I was moved to tears at several points throughout the day as I witnessed the sheer strength and determination of the human spirit. Watching an Ironman is an experience that I would recommend to anyone.

John and I signed up to serve as volunteers, and that was an excellent decision for so many reasons. First, volunteering gave us priority registration for the 2010 event, and I’m happy to report that we are registered. This consideration is not insignificant since Lake Placid has sold out onsite in previous years, and this year was no exception. Several hundred volunteers stood in line on Monday morning, along with another several hundred athletes who hoped that there would be some slots left. No doubt there were a few that walked away disappointed. (The event only permits about 2400 athletes.) For anyone who is considering an ironman – at Lake Placid or anywhere else – do yourself a favor and volunteer. You can sign up online at the specific event’s website.

Volunteering was also excellent because we were so close to the athletes. We were assigned to the swim chute, working to keep spectators out of the area, to keep the carpets safe, and to pick up any objects that the athletes may have dropped. As the competitors came out of Mirror Lake following their 2.4 mile swim, John was able to get phenomenal pictures, like this one:

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The Czech Republic’s Tereza Macel was the first athlete out of the water at 50:48, beating all of the men and women to transition 1. She went on to take the female title, with a commanding 12 minute lead over the second place female, Hillary Biscay. (More information about the race results is available here: http://triathlon.competitor.com/news/twelsiek-macel-dominate-in-victories-at-ironman-lake-placid/).

Volunteering was also great because it allowed us to feel a part of this spectacular event. I was proud to help these athletes, and got a slightly sore throat from cheering all day long. And, though it may sound trite, I was happy to give back to the sport. Many volunteers have worked the races in which I’ve participated, and without them, the events would not be possible at all. I will absolutely volunteer again – it was a great experience.

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