Harvest Moon 1/2 IronMan 2007
Yes it’s true. Pete Alfino grabbed my ass. At first ! thought since there were no wetsuit strippers they had butt massagers instead. Or one of my groupies was feeling gropy.
It was a hot day. The hottest it’s been for Harvest Moon ever. Even the water wasn’t bad. ! ran into AJ and Courtney Johnson in the parking lot. AJ was NOT racing. He supposes 3 IMs (Roth, Louisville & Moo) in 10 weeks is some kind of excuse. Courtney sold her picture of Macca winning Roth to Specialized. She was just at Harvest Moon to take more pictures. GQ has been offering her a lot of ca$h to get some good pictures of me for their cover. Speaking of sports photographers, Edwin’s wife is one. Edwin and ! were discussing her in the water. She got some good shots of us pointing at her.
! had a pretty good swim. 2 minutes faster than 5430. Our boy Scott was first out of the water for his wave so his swim was a little faster than mine. Pete Alfino swam for his relay team. He came out of the water just behind me and slapped my ass on the way up to T2. After waiting around for ½ an hour he did Crescent Moon solo and got 2nd overall.
! ran through all of transition barefoot. Not as much fun as a butt massage even if it was Pete. Onto the bike and ! was ready to fly. ! finally have my disk back. Ready to rock. Gravity was having none of it. It kept grabbing me. Mostly by my tummy. ! was nearly to the turnaround when ! saw Michael. He had nearly 3 miles on me. He also had a 5 minute head start plus the time he put on me in the swim. Scott rode by. Then Louis and Paul. Paul continues to impersonate me. ! was 588 for this race so he had to be 488. Coincidence? ! thought ! was moving fast. ! was really moving once ! got onto Watkins road. Then onto Colfax in the sticks. There was an aid station about mile 25. ! was gaining on a slow guy, but not fast enough to get by him before grabbing a bottle of Heed from one of the angels out there. ! really had to slow down. Whilst drafting him at 10mph, ! heard him ask one of the high school girls for Hed. Why he thought they would have race wheels for him, ! have nary a clue. He settled for a bottle of Heed instead.
Even through the aid station ! really needed to pee. Couldn’t quite do it until 8 miles later. A couple squirts from my clear red bottle of water and ! felt better. Probably a lack of social skills. The red bottle had sunlight coming through it flashing red on my ankle. ! was concerned ! was about to get ticketed for going way too fast. Then some little old ladies blew by. The new section of Quincy is really smooth. Too bad it was hilly and a headwind prevailed. All of Quincy is hilly out there. And everyone knows how tough that climb up to the Res. parking lots is. Ouch. Still ! managed 19.9 mph average for 56 miles. Would ! be able to run now? ! always have trouble on that run. ! made it to the first water station. Chug. Run on to the next one. Before ! hit mile 3 ! passed Tim. He’s one of those boulder tri club punks. You may recall him from any of the 5430 races (or the Roth report). He was dressed as Spider Man. We’ve been talking smack for months about this race and now he was walking.
That’s really a lot of pressure. He’s done 7 IronMan races. He could come out of it any time and catch me. Now ! had to keep running to get as big a gap as possible. On to miles 4-5. That’s about when everyone in the club came by going back. Only a few miles ahead of me. And Katrin just out for a jog. 7 or 8 people hollered at me in that area. The guy running just behind me was really impressed. It was probably mostly because of Katrin. “you’re like a celebrity” It’s the RMTC charm.
Parental warning: This is kind of gross so if you don’t have kids you should probably skip to the next paragraph. That took my mind of the blisters festering on my feet. As each aid station came and went ! asked for Vaseline. There was none. By mile eight ! had an idea. They didn’t have any Vaseline either. They did have bananas. ! took a chunk to the bench and peeled off both socks. Squish some banana goo on the balls of each foot. Socks back on carefully to avoid moving the mush away from the targeted zone. It seemed to work pretty well. The blisters were already formed so it wasn’t as effective as if ! had stopped there on the way out.
Oh good. You’re back. Sorry but racing isn’t pretty. ! was feeling better now. Mostly running. Still baking. ! could see black clouds cooling West Denver. None here. Two miles to go. ! can do this. Then the calf cramps. One seized on me. ! walked a few feet to let it settle. It did it again. Then the other one started in. Walk it off. !’ll just run easy and keep my legs straight to hold off the spasms. One mile to go was the dirt section. It wouldn’t have been so bad if not for the undulations. It was short. ! got through it. 1 k to go and both calves were twitching like veal with insight. ! stopped at a tree to stretch them out. ! could see the start of the dirt section. There was Spider Man. He’s running again. Crap!!!!!! Gotta go.
Just a bit more dirt. Bobby was sitting on the edge of the sidewalk. Both calves were rippling now. ! couldn’t stop. ! didn’t think ! could sprint. It was hurting. Bad. It’s all downhill from here and just a couple hundred yards. ! tried to pick up the pace. It wasn’t happening. The finish chute. There was grimacing to be done. ! pushed it in. ! made it. 6:01:55. Not what ! had hoped to do, but ! accomplished my main objective. Spiderman was still two minutes out and isn’t that all that really matters?
During the awards ceremony the clouds finally arrived. Everything cooled off. Then it dumped rain. Torrential rain. Darrin sent the ambulances out to clear the run course. ! went home to drink beer. RMTC rocked. See below for results.
Overall placing out of 322 finishers.
14 4:36:59 590 Smith Matt 2nd in age group
31 4:56:11 458 Kelly Scott 6th in age group
44 5:06:26 488 Majors Paul 9th in age group
50 5:12:04 524 Nixon Jonathan 9th in age group
52 5:12:46 582 Shuba Louis 11th in age group
107 5:38:40 371 De Seguin Michael 6th in age group
111 5:41:44 591 Smith Molly 4th in age group
154 6:01:55 588 Smith Doug!! 27th in age group
167 6:06:55 530 Ooms Edwin 33rd in age group
297 8:56:54 345 Carter Karen 10th in age group
THUNDERSTORM 23 runners pulled off the course
305 337 Buffington Ashley
The Crescent Moon results don’t show club affiliations so ! don’t know who all we had there. Out of 188 finishers only 1 took longer than my bike ride.
Based on my split rankings it is obvious that the run is my weak leg. ! was 154th overall. The guy who placed 131st (my swim rank) was 10:44 faster than me. The guy who placed 103rd (my bike rank) was 24:18 faster than me and would have moved me up 2 positions in the RMTC rankings. The guy who was 204th (my run rank) 28:19 slower than me. If ! could have managed 9 minute miles ! would have been 36 minutes faster. That would have made me 77th overall right between 2 Athenas and 14 minutes better than my PR. Must work on the run.
It was a hot day. The hottest it’s been for Harvest Moon ever. Even the water wasn’t bad. ! ran into AJ and Courtney Johnson in the parking lot. AJ was NOT racing. He supposes 3 IMs (Roth, Louisville & Moo) in 10 weeks is some kind of excuse. Courtney sold her picture of Macca winning Roth to Specialized. She was just at Harvest Moon to take more pictures. GQ has been offering her a lot of ca$h to get some good pictures of me for their cover. Speaking of sports photographers, Edwin’s wife is one. Edwin and ! were discussing her in the water. She got some good shots of us pointing at her.
! had a pretty good swim. 2 minutes faster than 5430. Our boy Scott was first out of the water for his wave so his swim was a little faster than mine. Pete Alfino swam for his relay team. He came out of the water just behind me and slapped my ass on the way up to T2. After waiting around for ½ an hour he did Crescent Moon solo and got 2nd overall.
! ran through all of transition barefoot. Not as much fun as a butt massage even if it was Pete. Onto the bike and ! was ready to fly. ! finally have my disk back. Ready to rock. Gravity was having none of it. It kept grabbing me. Mostly by my tummy. ! was nearly to the turnaround when ! saw Michael. He had nearly 3 miles on me. He also had a 5 minute head start plus the time he put on me in the swim. Scott rode by. Then Louis and Paul. Paul continues to impersonate me. ! was 588 for this race so he had to be 488. Coincidence? ! thought ! was moving fast. ! was really moving once ! got onto Watkins road. Then onto Colfax in the sticks. There was an aid station about mile 25. ! was gaining on a slow guy, but not fast enough to get by him before grabbing a bottle of Heed from one of the angels out there. ! really had to slow down. Whilst drafting him at 10mph, ! heard him ask one of the high school girls for Hed. Why he thought they would have race wheels for him, ! have nary a clue. He settled for a bottle of Heed instead.
Even through the aid station ! really needed to pee. Couldn’t quite do it until 8 miles later. A couple squirts from my clear red bottle of water and ! felt better. Probably a lack of social skills. The red bottle had sunlight coming through it flashing red on my ankle. ! was concerned ! was about to get ticketed for going way too fast. Then some little old ladies blew by. The new section of Quincy is really smooth. Too bad it was hilly and a headwind prevailed. All of Quincy is hilly out there. And everyone knows how tough that climb up to the Res. parking lots is. Ouch. Still ! managed 19.9 mph average for 56 miles. Would ! be able to run now? ! always have trouble on that run. ! made it to the first water station. Chug. Run on to the next one. Before ! hit mile 3 ! passed Tim. He’s one of those boulder tri club punks. You may recall him from any of the 5430 races (or the Roth report). He was dressed as Spider Man. We’ve been talking smack for months about this race and now he was walking.
That’s really a lot of pressure. He’s done 7 IronMan races. He could come out of it any time and catch me. Now ! had to keep running to get as big a gap as possible. On to miles 4-5. That’s about when everyone in the club came by going back. Only a few miles ahead of me. And Katrin just out for a jog. 7 or 8 people hollered at me in that area. The guy running just behind me was really impressed. It was probably mostly because of Katrin. “you’re like a celebrity” It’s the RMTC charm.
Parental warning: This is kind of gross so if you don’t have kids you should probably skip to the next paragraph. That took my mind of the blisters festering on my feet. As each aid station came and went ! asked for Vaseline. There was none. By mile eight ! had an idea. They didn’t have any Vaseline either. They did have bananas. ! took a chunk to the bench and peeled off both socks. Squish some banana goo on the balls of each foot. Socks back on carefully to avoid moving the mush away from the targeted zone. It seemed to work pretty well. The blisters were already formed so it wasn’t as effective as if ! had stopped there on the way out.
Oh good. You’re back. Sorry but racing isn’t pretty. ! was feeling better now. Mostly running. Still baking. ! could see black clouds cooling West Denver. None here. Two miles to go. ! can do this. Then the calf cramps. One seized on me. ! walked a few feet to let it settle. It did it again. Then the other one started in. Walk it off. !’ll just run easy and keep my legs straight to hold off the spasms. One mile to go was the dirt section. It wouldn’t have been so bad if not for the undulations. It was short. ! got through it. 1 k to go and both calves were twitching like veal with insight. ! stopped at a tree to stretch them out. ! could see the start of the dirt section. There was Spider Man. He’s running again. Crap!!!!!! Gotta go.
Just a bit more dirt. Bobby was sitting on the edge of the sidewalk. Both calves were rippling now. ! couldn’t stop. ! didn’t think ! could sprint. It was hurting. Bad. It’s all downhill from here and just a couple hundred yards. ! tried to pick up the pace. It wasn’t happening. The finish chute. There was grimacing to be done. ! pushed it in. ! made it. 6:01:55. Not what ! had hoped to do, but ! accomplished my main objective. Spiderman was still two minutes out and isn’t that all that really matters?
During the awards ceremony the clouds finally arrived. Everything cooled off. Then it dumped rain. Torrential rain. Darrin sent the ambulances out to clear the run course. ! went home to drink beer. RMTC rocked. See below for results.
Overall placing out of 322 finishers.
14 4:36:59 590 Smith Matt 2nd in age group
31 4:56:11 458 Kelly Scott 6th in age group
44 5:06:26 488 Majors Paul 9th in age group
50 5:12:04 524 Nixon Jonathan 9th in age group
52 5:12:46 582 Shuba Louis 11th in age group
107 5:38:40 371 De Seguin Michael 6th in age group
111 5:41:44 591 Smith Molly 4th in age group
154 6:01:55 588 Smith Doug!! 27th in age group
167 6:06:55 530 Ooms Edwin 33rd in age group
297 8:56:54 345 Carter Karen 10th in age group
THUNDERSTORM 23 runners pulled off the course
305 337 Buffington Ashley
The Crescent Moon results don’t show club affiliations so ! don’t know who all we had there. Out of 188 finishers only 1 took longer than my bike ride.
Based on my split rankings it is obvious that the run is my weak leg. ! was 154th overall. The guy who placed 131st (my swim rank) was 10:44 faster than me. The guy who placed 103rd (my bike rank) was 24:18 faster than me and would have moved me up 2 positions in the RMTC rankings. The guy who was 204th (my run rank) 28:19 slower than me. If ! could have managed 9 minute miles ! would have been 36 minutes faster. That would have made me 77th overall right between 2 Athenas and 14 minutes better than my PR. Must work on the run.
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