Well, it had to happen at some point, and I guess today was the day. I might have jinxed myself by talking about the possibility of it but hoped it wouldn't happen. Sucks to have taken place at a world championship, but at least I got it out of the way? (I hope anyway) I am now the proud owner of some road rash warrior wounds. Most importantly though, I didn't mess up my brandnew USAT Speedo uniform, I surely thought my left cheek was hanging out after I collected inventory. But lets back up.
I came to Concord, NC, seemingly "capital fast food chains/ mall strips USA", to see what I could do competing against the best in the world at this sport. My experience dates back 2 years in this sport with a total of hm, maybe 6 races? With a second place at Nationals and most all girls I raced there, racing here today on Team USA, I was psyched for a good showing. Duathlon, after all, is not what it is in Europe. Most people have no idea what it even consists of. We were up against some of the best athletes in the sport, who also just happen to excel at ITU triathlon racing. In other words, tough as nails athletes! We were warned the race would go out fast, like sub 35 min fast. I planned to just run hard and treat each segment of the race as an individual race in itself.
Over the course of the week, the forecast for today became increasingly rainy. Not that I mind running in it, but riding a bike on a draft legal crit course is a different story. I remained optimistic that the forecasters were wrong. Then it started raining last night, which was a great relief to the 90 degree/ 90% humidity temps we'd been experiencing. However, it would make the race that much more interesting. I awoke to wet roads and mist this morning. It was just getting light out around 7 a.m., time that the Junior races started. Poor things, I felt bad for them. Luckily they only raced half the distances we did.
When we arrived at the race site, the men's junior race was in full effect and it was raining lightly and the roads around the Nascar race track we wet. Yes, we raced on the Lowe's Speedway race track, which was cool- until I hit the ground. We were to do one loop outside the track and then come in to the race track to do a figure 8 loop inside the track. There were many, many turns and slick road surfaces. More on that in a bit.
The race started with the athletes being called by name to the start line. That was kind of cool. Then, without much warning, the gun went off and immediately a pack formed of about 10 of the fastest runners. I was leading the chase pack for a good 2/3s of the race. We did 4 loops including an out and back section each time, as well as a steep ascent through a tunnel, which pretty much slowed me to a pedestrian pace each time. I was hurting bad after 1 lap. The pace was torrid (for me at least). But I was the first American athlete throughout the entire run, running with a German (how ironic :-) for most of it. In the process I set a new 10k PR which I was pretty excited about and which gave me confidence for the ride (which had been daunting to me ever since I was selected for the team. I have never raced draft legal)
Coming out of T1 I was by myself , which meant WORK to catch up to the leaders. I was quickly joined by a Japanese athlete and together we switched off leading. (is that called drafting? lol) Things were going pretty good. I got updates from the US coaches on the course letting me know I was 80 seconds back, then 65 from the lead pack. I could possibly catch the lead girls, how exciting! The bike course consisted of 6 double loops and plenty of dangerous turns and slick descents due to wet road paint etc. The coaches had sent out a warning regarding one specific turn so I made sure to take it extra easy on it since it was extremely slick. What I did not count on is what happened next.
I was about to make a slight left turn to begin my fourth loop and was just back of my new Japanese friend who seemed to take the turns with speed and skill (maybe it helped that she was half my size as well?) while I was being over cautious, losing precious seconds at each turn I slowed for. At this specific turn I had slowed down, was off my brakes and was cruising through, or so I thought. Then, in an instant, I flew onto the ground, sliding across the pavement. In shock, I wasn't quite sure what had happened or what to do next. I landed on my left side, managed to scrape my elbow in two places, my knee and my ankle, and put a good bruise on my left upper thigh as well. (thought for sure I burnt through the shorts, which probably would have ended my race, but I only scraped off the USAT logo.) Although it all happened so fast, I think I also hit my head on the ground and that was scary.(Later proved correctly by the crack in my helmet.) Guess it's time for a new one now!) I started to whimper in pain at this point, as well as in disappointment and disbelief, so naturally the volunteers started to call the medics over. Then I had a quick chat with myself: either drop out right now and regret not finishing, or keep going and try to catch back up. So after fiddling for about another 2 minutes trying to get my chain back on, I was on my merry way, bleeding and all, on a mission to finish this race.
I never did catch back up to the other women on the bike, although I could see packs, as well as witness another crash on the track, but I made it my goal to try again on the run. Keeping with my plan to treat each discipline as its own race, I shut out all that had happened and turned on my tunnel vision. I was dizzy, I was dripping wet and I was mad. I also got to play the catch up game, one of my favorites! I slowly started reeling in some girls, passed an American and saw at the halfway mark that I was getting near the leading American, who had passed me along with the rest of the race, in the crash. I gave it everything I had, but ran out of real estate and ended up 3 seconds behind her. Then as soon as I crossed the line, the emotions came tumbling out (and are sure to be forever remembered thanks to the cameraman who was taking pictures of me upside down.) All I wanted to do was bury my head for a moment and digest what the last 2 hours of super intense effort had taught me. I saw B and started sobbing. I so badly wanted to give the US a top 10, if not top 15 finish and I believe I was capable of doing so.
Later race results revealed that I was riding the exact same pace as the leaders, including my 4 min pit stop, which shows how much harder those of us worked who were not riding in a pack. I spent my legs trying to make up ground, when I was actually riding faster than the leaders. ITU racing is kind of funny that way. Everyone sits if no one wants to make a move. My second run, although I am not sure of its exact accuracy, equaled a PR as well. It's 4p.m. now and it looks like the sun is about to set. The skies are grey and it is pouring. Age groupers are just starting their day. It is going to be a challenging day for them to say the least. Ofcourse tomorrow's forecast calls for 82 and sunshine. Go figure.
The men's race had a super exciting finish with Jarrod Shoemaker winning by a hair, making him the first duathlete since Kenny Souza in the early 90s to win the World Champs. What makes it more impressive is that he crashed as well! Now it's recovery time, to literally let my body heal. I could tell I messed up my lower back in the fall, so I am hoping that won't be an issue in a few days. The part of my thigh that got alot of impact is swelling pretty impressively, but hopefully all is good. Although I was told I should get x-rays to rule out possible hairline fractures, I think I am OK, just a bit shaken up and a bit bruised and battered. It was a battle field out there for sure. Blood, sweat, and tears all the way :-) But memorable nonetheless. It was pretty neat to have the opportunity to participate in this event. Thank you to all those who got me there!
Final stats: 10k- 36:19
40k- 01:16*
5k- 17:47
2:12.34- second American, 17th overall
... thinking about my revenge next year in Edinburgh already...
Pics to come.