IM Chattanooga was on Sunday. I did not finish. The end.
|My finish line for the day. I kind of love that Rick got a shot of that exact moment.|
|Saying bye to Rick and getting on the bus to the swim. For some reason this always chokes me up.|
I got my cooler temps at IM Choo. Got up race morning and tried to eat some yogurt and a banana. I knew I would be waiting in line for a while at the swim start and had a PBJ with me to eat a little closer to the race. I could only get down about half of the yogurt which was kind of odd. I mean, they are little cups not like a I was eating a quart of it. Later on, in the swim start line I tried to eat the sandwich and could only get down half of it. I was a little worried at that point because you really don't want to start the day with that little food in your system. Jumped in to the swim and was on to the bike. Felt GREAT on the first loop of the bike. I was on top of eating, drinking, keeping the pace where it needed to be, etc.
Got to the start of the second loop and felt great. I looked at my watch, I was on pace to be done with the bike leg at about 6:30. Was super pumped but it didn't last long. Not long after making that turn, I got that feeling in my stomach. Again. You feel like if you eat or drink anything you will be sick and as much as you KNOW you need to figure it out on the fly, you aren't sure what to do about it. In addition to my infinit, I had bonk breakers which I was eating along the way and had brought some Huma gels with me just in case. I decided to take a gel drink plain water give it 20 minutes and see how it went. Nothing really changed all that much so I kept on with my infinit and a couple of bites of bonk breaker every hour. As the miles wore on, I knew this was not going to end well. I was fighting back tears because I knew how much walking that last 26.2 miles would hurt. I passed aid stations and debated whether or not to stop and ask them call race support. This went on for 50 miles. I kept going because I wasn't sure how Rick would find me if I quit early and didn't want him standing out there at the bike finish wondering where I was. So I kept riding. My 6:30 finish had long since gone out the window. I was just riding along making plans to sell my bike and cursing myself for buying a new helmet because what would I do with it now that I am selling the bike. Duh.
|This is me finishing. Smiling because I am glad to be done!|
A couple of bright sides from the day - 1. I went sub one hour on the swim. The current was ridiculous. 2. That was my longest bike ride ever at 116 miles. (the IM Choo course was longer than the traditional 112). and 3. Despite my ever slowing speed on the last 50ish miles and the extra four miles on the course, my split for Chatt was better than my split at Louisville. I'll take that.
I won't say that it didn't leave me feeling incomplete. All that training, you know. Luckily, my favorite race of all time, Beach2Battleship is in three weeks. I was planning on doing the half but upgraded to the full. Two weeks to train and then taper. Sounds pretty perfect to me!
So what went wrong Sunday? Really, I don't know. I am stepping into pre-menopause so it could be a hormone thing. I can no longer blame the heat so it makes it even more of a mystery. For now, I am just going to be super careful about my nutrition, try some ginger chews for nausea and hope for the best. B2B is October 25th so here we go again...