This past week, my training partner and I did a race simulation for our upcoming sprint triathlon. We did a 500m swim in just over 18 minutes, a 14mi bike ride in 1hr and 28min. and ran 4 mi in about 45 min. So let’s see…total it all up, and we will need about 3hr to complete our “splash n dash” event. I’m really hoping we don’t come in dead last.
I now know what my Ironman brother-in-law means when he says jokingly that he's just trying not to drown in the swim and not fall off the bike so he can get to the run. The problem is that although I have run in the past (competing only against myself), now I'm really tired by the time I'm to that part.
Our transition times weren’t great at all. We each tried to create an informal staging area with our equipment (mine was the trunk of my car, my partner’s was her garage), but between the swim and the bike, we had to take a 15min. drive home from the pool, because of logistical issues related to the location of the pool.
The goal of the day simply was to complete all pieces of the triathlon with out passing out. As my old marathon running coach used to say, “Cover the distance.” We did that. And I am happy to report that I did not pass out, in fact, I felt pretty good the rest of the day. I thought for sure I would need a nap and a lot of ibuprofen following the workout—scratch that—workouts, plural.
Immediately following our trial-run triathlon, I ate another pack of Jelly Belly Sport Beans®, drank a whole glass of water, and preemptively took four 200mg ibuprofen tablets. My training partner, who is a clinical nurse, told me to take the ibuprofen, because I was really afraid I would barely be able to move later on that day. She said that when you take 400mg of ibuprofen, you get pain relief. But when you take more than that (she suggested 800mg), you get anti-inflammatory benefits. I took another round of ibuprofen after dinner, and was shocked at how little I was sore. I know it wasn’t all the ibuprofen, because even after doing my marathon, I was sore. I remember having Icy Hot(R) patches strategically-placed around my knees, and barely being able to walk.