Chris wanted to me to get in a little training with him pre-IMCDA. I love that city, so it didn't take a whole lot of arm twisting. The morning after I got to town fellow AIMP athlete, Rich, treated me to a masters swim sess at the Olympic Club. If you aren't familiar with the OC, it's a swanky prestigious club in the city. I knew the athletes that train there are no joke, but I didn't realize that jumping in the fast lane would be so demoralizing. They flew as I tried to hang on in their wake.
The weekend featured a solid training day at the Silicon Valley long course triathlon. It's a local event that was perfect for my final push for Ironman (1mi swim, 56 bike, 9mi run). I won't get into a ton of details (although entertaining), but let's just say things went wrong wrong and wrong. I was in the lead on the bike until I missed a turn (I wasn't alone. I think about 20ppl missed this turn). Once we made a group decision to roll back I got a flat. Seriously?!?! I decided to jump in the truck with a farmer (and his baby, so I felt totally safe!). He took me back to the course and let me off. I tried to fix the flat but the tire was WAY over glued. Lesson for all- for tubular tires make sure to leave a strip of unglued tire across from the valve. This allows you to get the tire off. I also carry a razor blade and cut it off. But it wasn't my tire or wheel, so I opted not to. Instead I went back to the corner and directed traffic so others didn't miss the turn. Finally I got a ride back to transition. I was famished so instead of heading out for my run I stood at the Cliff tent and downed about 4 bars.
Sunday I went for a cruise ride (wasn't capable of anything more) through Sausalito. Other than fighting my way through tourist traffic over the bridge it was perfect. My legs were fried so I just took in the beautiful scenery, and enjoyed running into several friends from January's coast ride. Missed them, and can't wait for next years adventure.