The Dark Horse!

“Another dark horse to watch, Bridget Donovan (BioWheels/Reece-Campbell Racing), took fifth in the womens’ 100km last year and is moving up to the 100-mile distance.”

— Cycling News

One Week Completely Self-Propelled

This is lame but as a racing cyclist I definitely have to take 1-2 days off a week to rest and heal up from training. So it is very seldom that every commute is on a bike. But I chose to challenge myself this Bike to Work week, so I went without a car Sunday to Sunday. Here are a few of my favorite highlights:

BIKE DATE!
Friday night we met up with our friends Dan and Nicole as we all biked downtown. We had some drinks and appetizers at the 1215 Wine Bar, then dinner at A Tavola. We rode down the the Smale Grand Opening and checked out the new Cincinnati Bike Center. It was so nice and relaxing, more time to chill and talk and no need to worry about parking. Plus, you get to burn off all the calories from dinner.

Shopping:
Working near Over-the-Rhine is such a convenience. I can ride up to Shadeau for bread and Findlay Market for fresh ingredients.

I love to wear my smug cyclist commuter tee that accentuates my man boobs. I bought some new Levi's commuter jeans — and it's a must to color coordinate the ensemble.

Ride, Rad, Ride.
Saturday I commuted downtown, filled my belly up with food at AsianFest. I rode over to the Devou trails and had a blast for about an hour. Then I swung down to MainStraße for MaiFest. Filled my belly with German pork products, MaiBock and a WindBeutel (cream puff) as my fuel for the ride home.

One of the ironic things about mountain biking is that you have to drive, sometimes for over an hour, to appreciate nature. Theoretically the CO2 is going to effect the environment, thus killing the nature. Thanks to Devou trails, Tower Park, Mariemont trails and the future Mt Airy trails we will have options we can bike commute to.

Breaking the Cycle.
So Sunday I did use a car... We drove out to Versailles, Indiana for their epic mountain bike trails.

But all the commuting gave me a monster training week! Not bad.

Crying over spilled winnings

Damn, my trophy from the 6 Hours of John Bryan. You think the Pros ever break the blue plates they win from the Tour de France? While drinking beer out of ‘em?

Race #123: The Race of Truth, part 1

After thinking about it for years I finally did my first Cleve Time Trial. The Shawnee Lookout area is this epic peninsula wedged between Indiana and Ohio — and side from some powerplants and asphalt factories it is very scenic.

So I had not idea what to expect. I know my best speed for an hour is around 22 mph, so I figured this would be similar. As I warmed up I felt pretty good and this course seemed automatically fast. What I didn't know was that the course is a little more downhill on the way up — the course feel a smidge more uphill while riding it.

So I get in the "starting block" and when I get let go I absolutely floor it. Why? What an idiot. My heart rate jacks and I am holding on for the rest of the ride! Not so smart for a TT.

I surprised myself and averaged 22 mph. My first time is set at 25:33. I hope to get out there once a month and use it as a tool to get stronger for cross.

After the Ride my teammate Brian rode around the area, there are some fun hills. On Cliff road there is this incredible view (complete with Jesus statue). I prefer to get more riding in if I am going to be stuck in a car driving to the race — makes it feel worth the gas/pollution.

The Price of Immortality

The hangtags at BioWheels have photos of all the legends of the team. No picture of me...yet. What is it going to take? I got some wins and podiums last year? I'm off the shave the legs and get out the baby oil. This is going to be my year.

Race #122: I am a Flying Pig!

Photo by Andrea Torgerson

Man, I am glad this is over! It was interesting to put myself through the test and see what I could do.


Overall Time:

3:27:54

Overall Pace:

7:57

Overall Place:

247 out of 4084

Age Division Place (35-39):

33 out of 347

Gender Place:

206 out of 2395

6.8mi:

50:03 (pace 7:20, rank 135)

13.1 (First Half):

1:34:45 (pace 7:14, rank 134)

19.7mi:

2:24:18 (pace 7:20, rank 131)

25.2mi:

3:18:34 (pace 7:53, rank 235)

Second Half (13.2-26.2mi)

1:53:10 (pace 8:39)

Last Mile:

9:20

Splits (from Nike+):

MI 1 7:11  7'11"/mi

MI 2 14:05 6'54"/mi

MI 3  21:16  7'11"/mi

MI 4  28:19 7'03"/mi

MI 5  35:20  7'02"/mi

MI 6  42:03  6'43"/mi *Fastest

MI 7  49:33  7'30"/mi

MI 8  56:32  6'59"/mi

MI 9  1:03:34  7'02"/mi

MI 10  1:10:35  7'01"/mi

MI 11  1:17:23  6'48"/mi

MI 12  1:24:26  7'04"/mi

MI 13  1:31:29  7'03"/mi

MI 14  1:38:27  6'58"/mi

MI 15  1:45:37  7'10"/mi

MI 16  1:52:38  7'01"/mi

MI 17  1:59:39  7'02"/mi 

MI 18  2:06:59  7'20"/mi *Wait for me pace group!

MI 19  2:14:19  7'20"/mi *Goodbye Boston!

MI 20  2:22:23  8'04"/mi

MI 21  2:30:48  8'25"/mi

MI 22  2:39:11  8'23"/mi *Cheered up by teammates Joe and Dan

MI 23  2:48:21  9'10"/mi

MI 24  2:58:13  9'52"/mi

MI 25  3:08:43  10'31"/mi *Waaaaaaaaah! Ouch Ouch Ouch!

MI 26  3:18:23  9'39"/mi

Up all night:
I did not sleep a wink the night before the race. I wish I were exaggerating. I would doze off and then suddenly re-awake, sometimes my heart was racing. I watched the clock waiting for 4:30 to roll around.

It's a shame that six months of training could have been ruined due to one night of insomnia. This is lame, but one culprit may be one square of dark chocolate consumed before I went to bed. I'm a lightweight when it comes to caffeine and I have had issues with this in the past.

But it was probably my nerves. I put too much pressure on myself. I've been stressed out with work leading into the event, and now the stress of the event really whooped me.

The Big Event:
It was really cool. The crowds were great, the race was well organized, and there was a super fun, festive atmosphere. I am really glad to have seen it from the inside. At one point were were running over the bridge back into Ohio just as the sun was rising. It was beautiful.


Pace Group:
So I jumped in the Ronker's 3:10 pace group. These guys are fantastic, the keep the crowds pumped and they keep us on target. They were like a metronome. They were taking it easy on the hills, but my heart rate was still rising into the 170s. Not good for endurance...

Douching:

So they past 2 races I have started dumping water over my head in an attempt to cool myself down, hoping to keep the engine revving longer. It's called a "Landis-Douche," you create a cooler climate around yourself by dumping water on your head. Supposedly Floyd Landis thought of this while watching an episode of the Snorks during a Jack Daniels binge.

Hitting the Wall:

I think somewhere during the 18 mile the wheels came off! I did the first 18.6 miles around 2:12. I looked great, I was running, I was a competitor, I was Boston-bound. So there is a hill just outside my house, I was with the group on that short hill. Then I wasn't. The elevation distance is only 33 feet, but I guess that's like climbing a 3-story house. At one spot it touches 11%... Ugh, my "heartbreak hill" is right out my front door.

So I think I look okay through Mile 20ish. I conceded about 40 secs but at least I could see my pace group. Then it happened. I fell apart. I became a "jogger." And to top it off, I was Landis-douching like a maniac so I looked like a mess. I could hear at least one person audibly laugh at me per mile! It wasn't my imagination — I was running slow enough to make the eye-contact, see the laughter and see the knee-slap... I did the last 7.6 miles in about 1:16, at about a 10:00 pace. That still isn't bad, but I tacked on about 3 minutes extra per mile.  All the early miles flew by quickly, these last miles felt so drawn out and excrutiating. 

Among the Greats:
One cool aspect of running the marathon would be to see how I compare to some of my heroes:

Lance Armstrong, NYC, 2:46:43
Laurent Jalabert, NYC, 2:55:39
Chris Boardman, London, 3:19:27

Look out Boardman! I'll be gunning for you next time!

Fatty
So I definitely carbo-loaded going into the event. When I am injured I tend to eat a lot of food, I feel like I am seeking the nutrients to heal me. So having 2 weeks of reduced athletic activity + overeating going into the event put a few pounds on my waistline. In March I was around 140 pounds. I think race day I was around 144-146... I wonder if dragging that extra weight around hindered my performance as well. But, I would rather have the extra weight than to by malnourished and bonky.

Again?:
I have to admit this has been a bittersweet journey. I certainly love running and it is really cool to see how far you can go by your own propulsion. Although, I do prefer trail running. I think that my body is not totally suited for running, I have flat feet and one leg that is shorter. This makes for a lot of motion while I run and these distance events really wear on my body.

Personally I feel running is like organ meats. A bit of paté is quite nice, but I am not sure I was to sit down to a 5 lb. platter of fried calf livers and foie gras. The marathon was that 5 lb platter...

Going into the event a lot of wear-and-tear built up. Actually I am very worried about my knee, I hope the pain will go away with time. Because of these injuries I kind of wish I just focused on cycling and did not take on this challenge. (Editor's note: I began writing this the day after race, as of now I am feeling much better and the injuries are healed — although I feel like I am still lacking my punch that I had last year. Basically my legs are all slow-twitch muscles right now!).

I am still looking forward to doing some events in the future. I really dig the TOPO trail runs. I am definitely not planning to do another marathon or road running race anytime soon.

Since I began exercising I was felt a sense of accomplishment after an achievement or an event. Once completed, I see a higher summit, I seek a greater challenge. In my mind I saw the marathon as a stepping stone to a future Ironman. For once I feel like I can stop. I have tested myself and I feel like I have reached my limits. I love cycling and I am happy to focus on my passion!

This is soooo lame but despite all the trials and tribulations I wept like a little girl when I logged into Nike+ and I had a video message from Paula Radcliffe congratulating me on the accomplishment.

Shut up histamines!

I just saw this story about Jens Voigt... Sorry PETA, guess Jensie is not a vegan.