…Through the virtue of training, Enlighten both body and soul — Morihei Sensei

Spring Fling Sprint Triathlon: Race Report

I just put my first triathlon of the season in the bag (I have a few more races scheduled)–it was the Spring Fling at West Point Lake, on the border of Georgia and Alabama.  (West Point, Georgia, near LaGrange).  This event actually consists of two races–the West Point Triathlon, an olympic distance, and the Spring Fling Sprint.

My selection of this race was that it was the first sprint distance scheduled on a Sunday.  My Saturdays are impossibilities until after soccer season.  In fact my next race will be the Turtle Crawl Olympic at Jekyll, the first Saturday after soccer season!

Down and Dirty

This is a fun race. The weather was great, the water temp was a tad cool, but I always feel the lake temps are cool.  The people are fun, and the volunteers super helpful.

Distances:  600 yard swim, 15 mile bike, 5k run.  With relay team option, also

Course:  Out and back 600 yard swim in West Point Lake;
15 mile out and back (essentially) bike, no aid stations; 5k out and back run, water at start and 1.5 mile mark.

Registration:  $65, early mail-in, USAT member.  I hate online registration through those thieves at Active.com .

Host:  Georgia Multisport

Race Results

Weather:   Weather was beautiful and warm.  The water was still a tad cool–Wetsuit legal.  I was able to test my new Xterra john suit.  Weather stayed sunny and rain-free all day.  I didn’t notice the heat until after the race.

Terrain:

  • Swim–Start and end on a boat ramp, which is always slightly tricky in terms of toe scrapes.   A simple out for 250-300 yards, hang a left for 50 or so, and back.
  • Bike–Rolling hills.  Somewhere this course was called flat and fast.  It is not flat.  No killer climbs, but don’t look for the flats.  A Pit/Staffordshire mix came charging out on one uphill. Thank you to the sheriff who chased him off.
  • Run–Again, not flat.  Rolling hills, no killer climbs.  I’m sure I negative split on the way back.

Competition:   Mixed bag of super fast guys, and first-timers.  The first olympic distance guy was out of the water in 17 minutes.  The last olympic people were behind me.

My results:  Back of the pack swim, mid-pack bike, front pack run.  Mid-pack overall, back of the pack for my age group.  My biggest opportunity still lies in the swim, but I feel that getting better with every training session.  My next opportunity is in the bike, getting stronger and smarter there all the time.

General Impression:   Fun race.  Close enough to home to get up early and drive to, race, and drive home.  Well supported during all legs, with nice post race recovery food (I did not try, and cannot vouch for, the pizza though)

Room for improvement:   Swag period.  We got our numbers before hand, and the t-shirt.  No swag at all though 😐

I woke up at 3:30am to get ready and leave for the race.  I had done minimal preparation the night before (which I regret).  My aim was to be on the road at 4:30. I finally got going pushing 5am.  From my house it was right at 2 hours to get there.  Definitely load up all your stuff once your parked, and head down to transition in one shot.  the closest parking is 1/4 mile.  Where I ended up parking is 1/2 mile easy.  You don’t want to make that round trip unnecessarily.

Once I got parked, unloaded and down to transition, transition was technically closed.  (One reason I recommend you stay the night if this is your first race.)  I set up transition fairly quickly, copped a squat in someone’s chair, and squeezed into my wetsuit.

With a little time to kill, I hit the bathroom (no, not the port-a-potty).  By the time that was over, the Olympic distance had already started.  I slipped into my start wave and waited.

The swim was uneventful, except I need to work on my wetsuit adjustments.  I had not hoisted the crotch enough, and it ended up pulling on my shoulders, chest and legs.  I think this is an adjustment issue, not a sizing one.  Although, I’m finding the triathlon sizing charts are made for skinner guys than I, and I’m not a bulky guy.

Bike transition went smooth.  Slightly slow, as I carefully eased the wetsuit past my ankles.  The bike ride was also uneventful, one Lincoln buzzed me and pushed my bike number into my wheel spokes and I had the annoyance of that flapping sound for the last six or seven miles.  I passed some folks and lost them on the hills.  The pit/Staffordshire mix came charging out right before the 7.5 mile marker. He had his sights set on a cyclist in front of me, but a deputy ran him off.  I tested out one of my homemade Lara bars.  The bar worked great, but my wrapping, and deployment needs some help.  Definitely not as simple as ripping open a gel.  No sports drink for this race, only water.

Run transition was super fast.  Rack my bike.  Take off my helmet. Slip on my running shoes.  Zing my elastic laces. and I’m gone.  Nothing else to it.  I hit an espresso gel at the .5 mile or so.  After the 1.5 mile turn around, the gel hit, I kicked it in a bit, and finished with some fast guys, making me look a lot better than I am.  The finish line sneaks up on you a bit, and is in a slightly different spot than the transition area.

Muscle Milk, cookies, bananas, water and a Coke for my post recovery stuff.  There was a ton of other stuff.  I wasn’t really craving anything else, and those hit the spot.  Talked to some local racers for a bit, and headed home.

Got home in time to help my buddy with his hot water heater, and my son with his AP Statistics homework!

It was a good day.

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