We are talking about November 3. I didn't expect the temperature to be in the mid-80s with a high humidity. I had my trainer to warm-up on, but first did a 30 minute loop around part of the course. That may have been a mistake, because even though I didn't push very hard, I consumed a whole bottle of electrolyte and felt bushed as I came back to the car. Plan A called for me to do 10 minutes on the trainer, getting my HR back up, and leaving another 10 minutes before the start to recover. As it turned out, I was still recovering an hour after my warm-up. Parking was a half mile from the start, and required going up a 10% climb, but they provided a shuttle, which kindly took Marilane and I to the start.
Because I do my warm-up on my road bike, I took a few minutes to make sure all was well on the TT bike, riding around the park loop and shifting gears, etc. I arrived at the start line about ten minutes prior to my appointed time. My heart-rate just prior to the start was 108.
The first mile is on level, smooth asphalt across Canyon Lake Dam. Today the wind was more or less at our back for the start. I was determined not to get overly excited and push too hard, thus leaving me out of gas half way through the race. Even so, as I approched the end of the dam and an incline and left turn, I glanced at the computer and saw I was at 150 (90% of maximum). This was to be expected, but I also expected it to drop to about 145 on the approaching downhill. Alas, it never did. I finished the race with an average HR of 153 and a max of 161 (95%) which wasn't even on the final climb.
Back to the race. Not even two miles into the race I passed a rider who had started 90 seconds ahead of me. He was struggling. Three miles into the race I got passed by the rider who started 30 seconds behind me. Bummer! I kept him within sight for the next four miles, but at a climb, right turn into Sattler, into the wind, he was able to accelerate on the level road and I couldn't. One more right turn brought me to a long climb. It is about seven-tenths of a mile long and tops out at 7%. It was on this climb that I maxed the HR. Then came the downhill. On my road bike, not trying too hard, I topped 37mph, and anticipated 40mph during the race. I had the same gears and more aerodynamic equipment. My excuse is the wind had come up, generally in my face, but whatever the reason, my max speed was 35.4mph.Then came the left turn into the finishing climb. It really is brutal. I used all my gears and kept a steady, slow cadence. Two folks passed me in this final stretch. Happily, I eased over the finish line and continued onto the warm-down loop. I kept doing the loop and monitoring the HR. It dropped quickly to 80%, but even after five minutes wouldn't drop below the mid 120s. Most of my training results in HR under 100 within three minutes. I coasted back to the trailer area and Marilane called out as I passed.
After depositing my bike on the fence, I sat down on the ground and accepted a cup of water, my Camelbak being empty. Another five minutes and I stood and was ready to go back to the car.
It will be a few days before the final results are posted. Unlike last year, I didn't wait around for hours until the announced results. Janet indicated she would stay and whatever place I finished would pick up the trophy (or medal, whatever). As I write this the next morning, I'm still lacking energy, although not quite as sore as expected. It was, afterall, only 10.5 miles of heavy riding, so other than the heart, the rest of the muscles didn't have that difficult a time.
Postscript, my time was about 33:45 and speed around 18.9, quite a bit slower than even my adjusted estimate.
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