Where: Wapping/Queens Dock, Liverpool
When: 13 July 2013
Organiser: Upsolutuk/British Triathlon
Course details: Dock swim, closed road bike, closed road run
Distance(s): 1500m swim; 40km bike; 10km run
Marshalling: Plenty of motorbikes, marshals at crossing points.
Facilities: Food trucks, Wiggle shop, Portaloos
Technical: Chip timing
Freebies: Medal, suncream
With the disappointment that came with Dambuster came the hope that Liverpool might be my saving grace and a chance to right the wrongs in my mind. The problem was the damage done to my back, as the weeks ticked by a couple of things became apparent; I was mentally burnt out from over training/racing, and physically I was in a worse state than I'd wanted to admit. Thankfully the apathy that came with the mental exhaustion tempered the can't sit still attitude that comes with injury when your life revolves around sport and my back recovered enough I was able to swim over 1500m a couple of days before. The one run I had done in 3 weeks had left me in pieces though. Having arrived in Liverpool in plenty of time to register on the Friday I checked the car alarm was set and proceeded to have a wander around the swim and run course and scouted the bike turn point. I had a good recce and walkthrough of transition too, it was a blooming long way! Had a bit of dinner then met Faith & James before a quick check of the bike route. Fairly decent roads. Having parked and reparked my car (I didn't feel safe leaving it in the first spot...) I had some bright pink tape applied to my back and tried to get some sleep on a hot hot night.
Race morning came around far too quickly and at 5am I departed for the race. The sat nav decided to freeze, so after a few wrong turns I managed to guess a way back and reset it. I got my kit together and wandered down to rack. Checked in and racked I headed back to the car to drop some stuff of as bags weren't allowed by the racking. A last minute check I headed back, realised I'd forgotten body glide, fetched it and then got ready. I watched the (false) start of the first wave before entering the pen to get ready. As the second wave left we were called forward and led down the ramp. I heard mumblings of jellyfish. Ha, it's the docks, just scaremongering I thought. One of the last down the ramp I head to the outermost end and slip in. Within a few seconds I realise it wasn't scaremongering. USLH I can cope with, jellyfish less so. Pah, it's salty too. We are called back and hold onto the pontoon waiting for the horn.
The Siren Sounds
I wait 500ms before pushing off, just enough time I managed to avoid the melee that is the frenzy to form an arrowhead. 10 strokes in and I realise my goggle is leaking. 20 strokes and I realise it is significant. I don't know how much ground I've lost by the first turn as I can barely see. I sight the next buoy and head for it, turn then swim to the side and on my back. Breaststroke legs while I empty my goggles and back into my stroke. 10 Strokes later they are full again. FFS! Empty them, seat them differently. 20 strokes later no good and I resign to swimming blind. Nope can't do it. Empty them again. Thankfully they hold on until under the bridge and the left-right turns. More jellyfish in Queen's dock. I start to think my feet are stinging. Oh, goggles full again. Empty them for the final time (maybe 750m in now). The pack has stretched and I'm in a little group as we make the turn. Turn through the wakeboard club, some red hats coming through now, turn again, coming up on the final turn and I'm in clear water, no one around me at all now. Well apart from the bell end that decides to completely swim over me. Totally uncalled for. I didn't kick him, wasn't impeding him. Last turn and this hell is nearly over now. It drags on but finally I make the ramp. Awkward to get on but I'm out. Run over the mat and start to strip my wetsuit.
Is my bike propped up on bricks yet?
The run over the concrete to my racking was a long way, still I managed to get my wetsuit half stripped, without any Garmin or zip puller issues. Finally arrive at my spot, wetsuit down, one foot out, other foot out. Hmm, that was easy. Glasses, goggles, bike and I'm gone. For another run with my push bike.
You mean I get to ride my bike too?
After an eternity I reach the mount line. For some idiotic reason I stopped dead before jumping on. I obviously left my common sense a mile back in transition. Amazingly I don't stack it into the railings and I'm riding. As bikes go it is a pretty uneventful 4 laps. My new wheels are feeling good. My legs are sore though, I feel like I'm spinning well. My speed looks good, except for Harry Potter and his mates zooming past. I keep drinking. Stomach isn't 100% though so I just have one gel, I figure I haven't been training much recently so probably have full energy reserves. Better to risk bonking than probable GI trouble. The dead turn at the top end isn't fun, up a hill and very tight. I find a couple of potholes in concentration lapses. Final turn and I start getting my feet out. In to the mount line and I'm off. Without crashing.
I have to run how far to rack my bike?
Long run around to my racking, now mixed in with all the neoprene clad swimmers. Eventually I pick my way through and get to my spot. Bike hung up, helmet off, shoes on. That's it right? Best carry on running...
Oh my, I have to run 10K now...
The run, well, it started horrible, it continued to be horrible, it finished horrible. My legs were screaming from the ramp out of transition until a couple of hours after the finish. My lack of run fitness was so apparent, there was plenty of cheering. A line of girls were holding their hands out and people were running past. I put mine out and gave them a high 5, and got a great cheer as a result. As I reached the desolate turn point after 2.5k I was happy to turn for home, the cobble back into the Albert dock were horrible on my legs. I managed to grab a cup of water properly this time, before heading in for the turn. I get a cheer from the Cripps clan and almost miss the turn point as a result. Pay attention Jibby. Through the rubbish aid station and out of the docks and I finally notice my Garmin beep. 4:50/km. Oh feck, this is going to be slow. Last turn and I'm running for home. Over the last bridge and I try to up the pace. I reach the turn point and hear another cheer. I try to dig in now for the finish. Through the final bends and I'm there. Done. I just want to curl up and die. I soon dispatch the bottle of water I'm given and go and sit in the road.
Swim: 27:18
T1: 2:42
Bike: 1:08:43
T2: 1:53
Run: 44:51
Overall: 2:25:28
I was a little frustrated by this result. It seems a huge step backwards for a race that should have been so much better than the Euros. This should have been a sub 2:16 race for me I think in full fitness. Seeing the positives, from the moment I exited the water to the moment I re-racked my bike I had a good race. I suffered where I hadn't trained in 3 weeks. My bike was slowish, but not too bad relative to the AG winners.
The Good
1. Wetsuit Removal - Past mistakes avoided
2. T1 - Felt solid, and quickish
3. Feet in shoes - no real trouble getting into my bike shoes
4. T2 - Good dismount, made places up, solid changeover
The Bad
1. Swim - goggles leaking was terrible. First time it has happened, and newish goggles.
2. Bike Mount - Bad even by my standards. Fortunately luck was on my side though
3. Run - It was a real struggle to go sub 45