The anticipation of this month nearly killed me this winter, but May has arrived and the 2018 race season is underway.
At the beginning of the month, I ventured out to California for the reborn Wildflower Triathlon. This event took place 30 years ago, and continued until droughts and declining registration brought an end to it last season. Anybody who follows long course triathlon knew this was the loss of more than just one event, but an icon, and the ultimate platform from which so many great professional triathletes have launched their careers. When the lake filled up again and they decided to bring the race back, I knew I had to be there.
The “Woodstock of Triathlon” did not disappoint. Race day brought intense desert heat, maxing out at about 90, but a balmy water temperature of 65. The glare from the morning sun was brutal to the first turn buoy, and I was quickly spit out from the front group, strung out in no man’s land. Nevertheless, my swim was one of my best in years, 27:46, which got me out of the water square in the middle of the field. Shoutout to Finding Freestyle for getting my swim back on track! Hopefully this is the first step to consistently being down under 27. The bike course came with the blessing of low winds, but the terrain made “fast” bike splits hard to come by. After going back and forth with a few other racers, I came in with a split of 2:26, right around the same position as after the swim. Frankly, I wasn’t ready for that run. Despite really seeing big improvements on my road times this winter and spring, including personal bests from 5k up to the half marathon, the hiking trails and sandy ground was too much for my legs and I cracked hard. Honestly, I would have been better off training for this run by snowshoeing than my 60 mile weeks on the roads! Live and learn. Overall this was probably one of the best courses I’ve ever raced on. If you want to brag about your huge PR for likes on your Instagram, look elsewhere. If you want to really challenge yourself on a tough course against a deep and competitive field, you have to come to Wildflower. I will be back next season to try and improve my time there for sure.
After my weekend in California, I drove east to one of my favorite places, Reno. My sister and brother in law have been living there for 4 years, and one of my closest friends, Eric, just moved there this past winter, so this trip was a great chance to see some friends in family. If I didn’t love living in Saratoga county back in New York, Reno would quickly be my next choice of places to live. The place sits at 4-5000 feet, so there’s a little bit of altitude to train at. Lake Tahoe is just on the other side of the mountain. The desert climate gives Reno over 300 days of sunshine per year, which is a stark contrast to the wet (but green!) upstate New York. Needless to say, if I never live in Nevada, it will still be one of my favorite places to visit.
A return flight to New York marked the end of a great trip. Once home, training took a backseat while yard work and home maintenance had to be caught up on. But make no mistake, I kept most of the fitness built up over the winter and spring, and at the end of May, got to use it at great local race, the Saratoga Duathlon. For the first time since 2013, I knew I couldn’t win this race by a large margin. In fact, a win wasn’t guaranteed at all, with local up and comer Nick Marcantonio on the start line. He was a quick college runner, and is now taking triathlon and duathlon by storm. Watch out for this one. I had no delusions about being able to outrun him, and he took a 40 second lead through the first 5k run. Once we got onto the bike course, I put my head down and pedalled my face off the close that gap down. Knowing that my only chance to keep the win streak alive was to get some time on the bike, I threw everything I had at him. 400 watts here, 350 there, but nothing stuck. At the end of the bike course he was meters behind, and once we were on the run course it only took about 400 meters for the elastic to snap. He ran away and won, while I had to settle for second.
I think this marks an end of an era of local race domination. It felt great to be on top, but honestly I’m more excited for what is to come. When Eric was living with me in Bennington, we were pushing each other on weekly basis, and there’s no doubt we both gained a lot from it. At the USAT Age Group Sprint National Championship, he was the fastest athlete in the 30-34 group. Am I disappointed in losing a race I’ve won in three previous attempts? Of course. But I completed the course almost 3 minutes faster than last year (which at the time was a course record), set a new bike course record, matched my all-time best 20 minute power, and race my fastest duathlon splits. I might have lost the title, but I got so much more out of that race than I would have in a lonely TT with a 10 minute winning margin. Competition brings the best out of us.
June is coming up quick. Triathlon season is in full swing. My next professional race will be the New York City Triathlon on July 1st. Until then you can catch me at some of the local races, particularly looking forward to the Great Sacandaga Challenge. You also might find me training, looking to get a lot of threshold work in before the upcoming olympic distance race. Thanks for reading!
