The race itself was on Sunday but before that I spent a little time with other diabetics throughout the weekend. After battling Los Angeles and Orange County traffic on Friday night I finally made it down the 5 highway to Solana Beach to visit the new InsulinDependence (iD) headquarters. Most of the diabetics and friends attending were competing in the Oceanside 70.3 (half Ironman) the next day so hearing their race plans and how their training has been going along with their diabetic management was a delight. When you get over ten diabetics in a room someone is always taking their blood sugar which always motivates myself to check the blood sugar more.
On Saturday, after a solid 30 mile ride around the San Diego State campus area I ended up going to the end of the Oceanside 70.3. At the finishline with Nate Heintzman, the chairman of the board for iD, we were able to see many members of the iD subgroup, Triabetes, finish the race strong. At the finish all had stories of dealing with the up's and down's of blood sugars along the race course. A friend who I have raced with previously, Christian Chiappe, in training for his Ironman in St George next month had a great race going under 6-hours for the distance. After the race a family involved with iD was kind enough to invite everyone over for a post-race BBQ. (And although the World Triathlon Corporation greatly over prices their races, I am definitely considering doing this race next year because of it's location in Southern California, this would definitely be great training for Ironman Wisconsin.)
After eating far too much food at the BBQ, race day came around. This race was odd though, instead of having everyone go off in waves seperated by only a few minutes, each division had its own race. The twenty-nine (29) and under race went off later in the day at 11:30am (later in the day right, I'm like an old man), making dealing with blood sugars a little different. Being that I had already been awake for over five hours at the start of the race, the insulin in my system was much more active.
After a quick 15 minutes warm up run, I toed the start line with fellow diabetic Ryan Maloney. Ryan is only 12-years old and battles the betes just like I do, actually he is the same age as when I was diagonsed. Anyone can tell Ryan is really mature for his age, I would assume a lot of that is from the diabetes, if taking care of yourself medically doesn't instantly mature you, I don't think anything will. It's great to see a kid with Ryan's heart and even better to know that maybe some of the advice I give him can be used to his advantage, avoiding many of the growing pains with the disease.
The race was off and it was quick, too quick. I was breathing heavy but never looked down at my watch for my heart rate or pace until the first mile marker which read.... 5:45. 5:45! That's the fastest mile I've ever run by far. I thought the clock was off until I looked at my watch and sure enough, it was right. My first mile split was a quick 5:45. That's when the stomach pain set in. Having this late race I decided to take another gel right before the start, mainly from paranoia of a low blood sugar during the race. I think even Ryan gave me an odd look as I down the gel. Mistake, taking a gel without water and overeating the night before at the BBQ. Either way, the stomach hurt.
I slowed down the second mile (a 5k is 3.11 miles) to 6:30 and right around 1.5 miles slowed down even further, mentally giving in a little too much. My third mile was over 7:00. I didn't think my time would even be as good as it was and I started to look back to finish with Ryan.
|Running toward the finish after crossing the railroad tracks|
I couldn't see Ryan until after he finished but he did a great job with a 24:16. Considering he is only 12 that time is tremodous. I hope he ends up joining the cross country team because he definitely will only get faster.
|Ryan running to the finish|
Finish: 20:27 (chip time)
Finish Blood Sugar: 223
Okay so I didn't need that gel obviously but sometimes it's just about settling the mind even more than the body. Coming around the last corner I was shocked I remained running at that pace, I thought I had slowed down a lot more than that and although not under my goal time I am happy with it. The speed work over the first month of training this season has been very short interval runs. Doing runs like this are great additions for my overall training either way. Also, it shows me how fast I need to go to learn pacing, I have a tendacity (ok so I always do it) to go out too fast and burn out late.
After the race I was also able to get in a good swim with Jamie who I had dragged to the Carlsbad 5k (she also took all the pictures, thanks Jamie). I'm still trying to convince her to sign up for the Aquathon in a month, knowing that she could crush everyone in the water.