Author: Terry VanderWert

Hunter Mountain, New York; June 9, 2012 – North-South Lake State Park.

The Catskill Mountains in eastern New York are home of the legendary Rip Van Winkle. They also provided the mix of water and hills for a challenging race in this chapter of the ‘Triathlon Across the USA’ adventure. Along the way, we enjoyed a host of new experiences and learned several lessons from this weekend with the HITS Triathlon Series.

Planning the New York Triathlon

I began to prepare the 2012 triathlon season in late 2011. To achieve the goal of completing triathlons in all 50 states by age 70, I needed to complete triathlons in the remaining 47 states within eleven seasons, an average of just over four races per season.

For the past several years, Joy and I lived in western Massachusetts approximately half time. The work situation that brought us to Massachusetts would only continue for two more years. Therefore, my goal for 2012 was to complete triathlons in the remaining New England states. With the ‘race schedule fairy’ working on my side, I was able to complete races in the remaining New England states and, as a bonus, this one in New York, all within the 2012 season.

Travel to the New York Triathlon

Hunter Mountain, New York, is a 2-1/2 hour drive from our home in Chicopee, Massachusetts.  Since the race started at 7 am, we made the trip to the race venue the day before and stayed overnight near it.

We could have left at 3 am (as on the previous weekend for the Connecticut triathlon) and made the drive in the morning. However, I was still new to competing in triathlons. I wanted to pick-up my race packet before race day. I also wanted to arrive at the race site on race day near the time when the transition area opened, which in this case was 5 am. Besides this, we would have missed exploring the Catskills as we did on Friday afternoon.

The Copper Kettle Motel Cottages in nearby Windham, New York, provided lodging for Friday evening. While the rooms were simple, we were happy to support the young couple who purchased the cottages one year earlier.

Pre-Race Activities

There was another reason for traveling to Hunter the day before the race.

One week before the triathlon, I received a call from Dave Kiviat with the HITS Triathlon Series. Dave asked if he could interview me about my triathlon story.

Weeks earlier, I received an e-mail from HITS Triathlon requesting stories about those taking part in the triathlon. I responded with information about the ‘one triathlon in each state by age 70’ mission. HITS management found the story interesting and decided to use it to promote the Triathlon Series.

On Friday afternoon, Joy and I first drove to the Copper Kettle, following the back roads from exit B2 on Interstate 90 in eastern New York.  After settling in our room, we traveled to the race site for the interview and pre-race meeting. Dave videotaped the interview from the bluffs overlooking the Hudson River Valley at Saugerties, New York.

After picking up my race packet and attending the pre-race meeting, we headed back to our cottage with a stop for a light dinner.

While I never saw the video interview, Joy heard from a race spectator the next day that they had published the story in a local newspaper.

A Cloudy Race Morning

We left the Copper Kettle a little before 5 am, driving the roughly 15 miles to the North-South Lake State Park. In keeping with one pre-race ritual, we stopped at a local convenience store for coffee.

HITS Hunter Mountain Triathlon

This HITS Triathlon Series included five distances – supersprint (which HITS calls ‘open’), sprint, Olympic, half Ironman (70.3), and Ironman 140.6 – over two days.

Distances for the individual legs of the sprint triathlon in which I competed were:

• Swim: 750 m (0.47 mile)
• Bike: 20 km (12.4 mile)
• Run: 5 km (3.1 mile)

By the start of the sprint triathlon, the air temperature was in the lower 60s °F (around 16-17°C).  The sky was overcast, threatening rain.

Joy also volunteered at this race. Her first assignment was in the transition area during the sprint distance. It turned out that it was good for me she was here.

Later, she moved to the Finish Line where she presented finisher medals to those who had completed the Olympic distance race.

Swim

The 750 m (just under a half mile) swim leg of the triathlon occurred in South Lake. Since this was early June in an area popular to snow skiers, the water temperature was in the lower 60s °F.

I learned one important lesson on this day.  For an open water swim, go into the water before the race to see what you will be running or walking on and swimming in. In this case, the lake bottom was covered with many sharp rocks that could have hurt my feet or resulted in a twisted ankle had I blindly run into the water and stepped on one of them. From what I learned about South Lake before the race, I took a much more conservative approach to entering and exiting the swim.

Thanks to my wetsuit, the swim was comfortable.  I did, however, have my first experience with my goggles being struck by another swimmer.  As a result, my goggles filled partially with water early in the race.

Bike

During the swim leg, a light drizzle had begun to fall, making the roads wet and somewhat slippery.

This was also the hilliest bike course in a race until now. The first part of the course, which left the park, involved a slight climb. This was followed by a flat section and then a portion that was slightly downhill. During the downhill section, I was in a high gear trying to take advantage of the slope to gain some speed.

Suddenly, the course made a sharp right turn. As I turned the corner, I saw the steep hill in front of us. As I shifted the chain from the large to the small ring, the chain came off and became jammed between the small ring and frame.

I dismounted as soon as I was able to unclip my shoes.  The chain was not moving so I flipped the bike upside down and found that the chain was being held in place by the head of an adjusting screw.  I grabbed the chain, maneuvered it around the screw head, and pulled it loose.  In the process, the chain cut the tips of the index and middle fingers on my right hand.  Not serious, but they would hurt later.

I was able to quickly get the chain back on and start riding. However, as a result of flipping my bike over, I lost all of the Gatorade in the water bottle between my aero bars. Fortunately, the weather was cool and I did not need the liquid.

In retrospect, I lost about one minute so this was not a catastrophe.  However, I had learned a couple of lessons.

Run

With the recent pain in my right knee, my chiropractor had recommended that I avoid weight bearing exercises. I had been only swimming.

While swimming is great exercise for general fitness, it does little for the specific requirements of running. The run was the most difficult of this year’s races, requiring a combination of running and walking.  Near the end of the race, the muscles above the front of the right knee felt as if they were going to cramp.  Fortunately they did not.

One other lesson that I learned was that it is good to have someone looking out for you. Early in the run, a woman passed me. As she did, she commented about her wet shoes. 

I thought her comment odd.  My shoes did not feel wet. Since I was running without socks, I was sure I would have known if my shoes were wet.

After the race, I found out why my shoes were not wet.  My dear wife, who was volunteering around the transition area, had thoughtfully covered my shoes when the drizzle began.

From that day onward, I would cover my running shoes with a towel in the transition area if there was the slightest appearance of rain.

Results

I completed the course in 1:38:45, fast enough for a first place in my age group.

However, I need to qualify this. The HITS Triathlon Series gives awards for each year of age, based on the age of the person on January 1^st of that year.  This meant that I raced as a 58 year old (even though I was now 59).  Despite the problems on the bike and run, I was the fastest 58 year old.

Race Firsts

• This was the first time I was interviewed about my Triathlon Across the USA story.
• First triathlon in which there was a light rain.
• This was the first triathlon in which I had a mechanical problem with my bicycle – the chain came off when downshifting to climb a steep hill.
• First triathlon in which I received a plaque for a first place age group finish.

Other Lessons from the New York Triathlon

• I now carry extra liquid, particularly on hot race days. Losing all of the liquid when I stopped to reinstall the bike chain taught me to be prepared.
• Get business cards or at least e-mail addresses of fellow participants of each triathlon. I have met such great people, many with whom I would like to stay in contact.
• A jammed chain can happen “to the best of us”. The picture below is a scanned image of an article from the June 12, 2012 issue of the Minneapolis Star Tribune.  The article described the experience of Amber Neben, an Olympic cyclist who lost her chance at a medal when her chain jammed on a hill climb (sound familiar?) and she had to dismount in order to reinstall the chain.

Back Home from the New York Triathlon

For the return trip, we followed the same route used on the way to the race location. However, we made one extra stop to enjoy Kaaterskill Falls.

In traveling around the USA, we often combine travel to and from the triathlon with side trips to waterfalls and other parts of God’s creation.

Tell Us About Your Favorite Triathlon in New York

What has been your favorite triathlon in New York? What made it special?

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Yankton, South Dakota; September 4, 2011—Triple V Triathlon, Lewis & Clark Recreation Area.

Historians have recorded Julius Caesar proclaiming “Veni, Vidi, Vici” following his swift and decisive victory at the Battle of Zela in 47 BC. This same Latin phrase, which literally means “I came, I saw, I conquered”, was the theme for the Triple V Triathlon.

What does this have to do with triathlon? 

You’ll see as you read the story of the triathlon in the second state in the Triathlon Across the USA adventure.

Planning the South Dakota Triathlon

Having set the goal of completing triathlons in all 50 states by the time I reached age 70. I was 58.

I knew I needed to get on with it and complete races in other states. Fifty states in 12 years meant I needed to complete triathlons in over three states per year. Said another way, I needed to complete triathlons in at least three states this year.

South Dakota is one state bordering my home state of Minnesota. It also sits between Minnesota and Nebraska, home of our son, Ben.

Joy has family in Rapid City, South Dakota, near Mt. Rushmore.  However, I could not find any triathlons in Rapid City scheduled for this year on an open weekend.

As luck would have it, I received an e-mail from All Sports Central advertising the Triple V Triathlon being held in Yankton, South Dakota, on the Sunday of the 2011 Labor Day weekend.  We had no plans for that weekend, so on June 27, 2011, I registered for the triathlon for my South Dakota triathlon

Travel to the South Dakota Triathlon

Our trip to South Dakota started with a detour to take our granddaughter Valerie to her home in Hutchinson, MN. She had spent the previous week with us. Her school was resuming the next Tuesday, the day after Labor Day.

After dropping off Valerie, we wound our way through the flat, green, and just-plain-beautiful southwestern Minnesota countryside. We passed through an area where hundreds of wind turbines captured energy from the wind as it passed unhindered by any hills.  We were certain that we had never been to this area before.

By mid-afternoon, we were in Yankton and checked into our hotel, the Best Western Kelly Inn. Our son, Ben arrived shortly thereafter.

We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring Yankton and the race venue, eventually picking up the race packet. We ate an early dinner and headed to bed, knowing that 4:30 am would come quickly.

Race Day

The Lewis and Clark Recreation Area, ground-zero for the South Dakota triathlon, was six miles west of Yankton. The lake, created by Gavins Point Dam, is actually on the Missouri River, the longest river in the USA. The dividing line between the states of South Dakota and Nebraska more or less follows the center of the river.

Triple V Triathlon

The course comprised the standard distances of a sprint triathlon

• 0.25 mile (400 m) swim
• 14.3 miles (23 km) bike
• 3.1 miles (5 km) run. 

Weather was perfect for a triathlon—sunny and around 60ºF (16ºC) with a light breeze.

Swim

The 0.25 mile (400 m) swim started at the boat launch of the marina. The course was simple – straight out to an orange buoy, around the buoy, and back.

The bottom of most Minnesota lakes is a mixture of mud and sand, with the occasional weed. Traction is never a problem.  

In contrast, the bottom of the Missouri River, at least in this area, was clay. The bottom was slippery like glare-ice, making it difficult to walk in the water without falling. The answer was to swim in to shore as far as possible, a practice I have adopted for all open water swims.

This was also the first triathlon in which I wore a wetsuit, one I had purchased two weeks earlier. My swim cap slipped off my head about the 3/4ths of the way through the swim.  I carried the cap in my right hand through the rest of the swim; it is important to never leave garbage or gear along the course. (In future races when my swim cap came off, I would tuck it into my wetsuit or triathlon suit rather than hold it in a clenched fist while I swam the rest of the distance.

Bike

The transition area was a short distance from the boat launch. The 14.3-mile bike course left the marina through a parking lot and onto South Dakota Highway 52 eastward toward Yankton. After a short distance on Highway 52, the course took a right turn over Gavins Point Dam and into Nebraska.

The course followed the river into the south end of Yankton, crossing back over the Missouri River, winding through a residential area of Yankton, past the hospital, and back onto Highway 52 westward toward the marina and transition area.

While there were a few hills on Highway 52, the course was generally quite flat. It was also fast with an average speed of nearly 21 miles per hour (33 km per hour).

During the last half of the course, I repeatedly traded positions with a guy bearing the number 40 (his age) written in black marker on his left calf. He passed me, then I passed him. This went on for several miles. In the end, he beat me into the transition area.

After the triathlon, the 40-year-old guy came up to me and confessed: “When I saw your age, I told myself that there was no way that I was going to let you beat me.”  I was flattered to have been viewed as serious competition by a person nearly 20 years my junior.

Run

The extremely flat, 3.1 miles (5 km) out and back course followed a running path along the Missouri River.  

Results of the South Dakota Triathlon

I was happy with my time for this course (1:19:45).  However, I was not so pleased with my place within my age group of 50-59.  I ended up in 7th place of 14 within my age group, compared to 3rd place in the Maple Grove Triathlon two weekends earlier.  Among all men, I finished 38^th of 85.

This was a fast race. I had raced with other 50-year-olds who were much faster than me.

This was not the last time that I would be humbled.

Race Firsts

• First triathlon outside Minnesota
• First triathlon attended by our son, Ben
• Initiation of a wetsuit purchased for the open water swim
• First triathlon open water swim in a river (Missouri River)
• First triathlon in which my swim cap came off during the swim.
• The bike course was split between South Dakota and Nebraska making it my first triathlon in which I crossed state lines.  To be clear, this race did NOT count as the Nebraska triathlon, which would be state #29.

Return trip

The return trip provided the ideal opportunity to visit Joy’s cousin, Tom, in Watson, Minnesota, also known as “The Goose Capital of the World”.

After a dinner of New York strip steak, spinach salad with bleu cheese, and mashed potatoes, the typical meal with cousin Tom, we returned home.

Lessons

At the beginning of this post, I asked what the phrase “Veni, Vidi, Vici” has to do with triathlon.

The Triple V Triathlon was a quick and definitive personal victory.  First, it was an important step toward Joy’s and my goal of completing a triathlon in each state by age 70.  Secondly, I finished a sprint triathlon in a time I never imagined one year earlier, before starting the training for my first race.

Two states down – 48 to go.

Have You Done a Triathlon in South Dakota?

While not being large, South Dakota has incredibly diverse geography. The area of the triathlon is dominated by the wetlands of the Missouri River. Further west, you will find the Black Hills and the iconic Mount Rushmore. Travel north and you will find almost unbelievably large corn fields.

Let us know about any triathlons you have done in South Dakota.

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Columbia, Missouri; May 1, 2016 – University of Missouri at Columbia; TriZou Triathlon

The TriZou Triathlon, held at the University of Missouri at Columbia, was my Missouri triathlon and 28^th state in our ‘Triathlon Across the USA’ adventure.

Planning the Missouri Triathlon

I started planning the Missouri triathlon during the summer of 2015. While sitting on our patio one summer afternoon, our daughter-in-law, Lindsey, informed me that she and our youngest son, Ben, wanted to do a second triathlon with me. Since Ben and Lindsey live in Nebraska, one option was to find a triathlon in Nebraska.

Another possibility was to find a triathlon in Missouri where Lindsey’s mother and husband live. Joy and I had been talking about visiting them for awhile, so we also looked for races near their home.

Through a search on Running in the USA, I learned about the TriZou Triathlon. This race was to be held at the University of Missouri at Columbia, also known as ‘Mizzou’, on May 1^st of the next year. 

Lindsey’s mom lives near Freeburg, Missouri, about one and one-half hours south of Columbia. Also, my uncle lives in Columbia about 20 minutes from Mizzou. Seemed like a good opportunity to combine a triathlon with family time.

Since I was looking for two spring and two fall triathlons for 2016, we agreed on TriZou. On November 7, 2015, I registered the three of us – Ben, Lindsey, and me – for the Missouri triathlon.

Travel to the ‘Show-Me’ State

Joy and I left our Minnesota home for Missouri around 1 p.m. on Thursday, April 28^th. About 9-1/2 hours later, we arrived at Lindsey’s mother’s home south of Jefferson City, Missouri.

I have traveled for business and pleasure to Kansas City and St. Louis but do not recall having been in central Missouri before.  I swear that if I ever knew that Jefferson City was the capital of Missouri, I had forgotten it.

We were treated to real southern hospitality in a gorgeous area of the country. Their home, nestled in the hills of central Missouri, provided relaxation that is hard to beat.

However, almost immediately, I felt the effects of my allergies to tree pollen (itchy eyes, running nose).  I have since been careful to avoid scheduling triathlons in states with high tree pollen counts during race days.

On Friday, Ben, Lindsey, and our two granddaughters, Mari Lyn and Anna Joy, joined us.  We spent a lazy day chatting and exploring the farmyard and surrounding pasture. Later that day, we took advantage of being in the country to practice our shooting skills.

Visiting Columbia and Mizzou

On Saturday afternoon, Ben, Joy, and I traveled to Mizzou for the pre-race triathlon ritual of ‘packet pickup’.  Here we received our race t-shirts and race numbers.

Due to ear infections that had been keeping Anna Joy (our youngest granddaughter) and Lindsey from sleeping over the past few days, Lindsey decided against taking part in the triathlon, choosing instead to stay with Anna. Of course, we agreed that this was the correct decision.

After picking up our race packets, we set out to drive the bike course. After a short while, we gave up as I realized that my map reading skills were lacking. I confirmed this on race day, when I learned we had been on the course for only a short distance.

Having given up on driving the course, we made our way to my uncle’s house. Here we enjoyed another evening of Missouri hospitality with homemade crispy, thin crust pizza (Joy’s and my favorite) and Missouri wines all while laughing and solving many of the country’s problems with Wayne, Anita, and Ethan.

An Early Morning for the Missouri Triathlon

On race morning, Ben, Joy, and I rose at 4:30 a.m. Why this horrendous wake-up time? To stake out a favorable location in the transition area.

Even though triathlon is a supposed hobby, I often catch myself acting as if the decisions associated with it are life-altering.  True to form, I tossed and turned throughout the night analyzing various options for the optimal position of my transition area.  Where should I rack my bike on the Mizzou Track & Field track?

The transition area for TriZou was described as ‘open rack’. This meant that transition spaces were available on a first-come, first-served basis, rather than pre-assigned by race number.  To get an ideal space (near the Bike Out area for this race), I wanted to be at the race site when the transition area opened at 5 a.m.

After packing the car and stopping for coffee, we arrived at about 5:10 a.m. to find many people already having racked their bikes.

To put this in perspective, there have been many races for which I have been among the first to rack my bike even when arriving 15 minutes after the transition area has opened.  That there were so many participants in the transition area this early told me that this was going to be a serious race.

Ben and I racked our bikes next to each other.  Lindsey’s cousin, Jeff, also from Omaha, Nebraska, arrived a few minutes later.

While were setting up our transition areas, checking out the pool, and killing time before the race, the ever faithful supporter of this triathlon obsession, Joy, waited for us in the van. She didn’t complain, however, since I’m pretty sure she got in some of the sleep I had deprived her of earlier.

8^th Annual TriZou Triathlon

The event included options for sprint (Jeff’s and my choice) and supersprint (Ben’s choice) triathlon distances and a duathlon. The sprint and duathlon races also included an option for a relay.

The advertised distances for the individual legs of this USAT-sanctioned sprint triathlon were:

• Swim: 400 meters (0.25 miles)
• Bike: 14 miles (22.4 km)
• Run: 3.1 miles (5 km)

Pool Swim

TriZou is advertised as “The Largest Pool Swim Triathlon in the Midwest”. I guess it has earned this because of the number of participants in the sprint and supersprint triathlon distances.

The swim distance was 400 meter (8 lengths of the 50-meter long pool) for the sprint distance and 100 meters for the supersprint. Swimmers followed what I have called a ‘zig-zag’ pattern but what the race director called a ‘snake-style’.  In any case, we entered at one end, swam the length of the pool, ducked under the lane divider to the next lane, swam back to the starting end, and repeated the process for the eight lengths.  The swim leg of the supersprint race involved two lengths of the pool.

Bike

The temperature (according to my bike computer) was perfect at 64°F (18°C).  The bike segment consisted of a 7-mile course, all on the streets of Columbia.  We covered the course twice for the sprint distance (14 miles).  Supersprint participants rode it once.

The race director described the course as ‘technical’ because of the many turns. With its long hills and sharp turns, the course reminded me of the course on which I had trained in Minnesota.   My average speed logged by the bike computer supported this idea.

Run

During the transition from bike to run, I experienced something never before, even in training. I nearly passed out while putting on my running shoes. The feeling quickly passed. I thought this to be an isolated incident.

However, about a half mile into the run, the feeling returned. I found it necessary to walk for a while. I completed the 5k run through intermittent walking and jogging.  After the race, I felt fine.

Thinking About the Missouri Triathlon

I have thought that the dizziness was related to my allergies (body producing histamines) or to the antihistamine I had taken during the night before the race to quell allergy related symptoms.   My daughter, a registered nurse, agreed that the light-headedness likely resulted from the antihistamine.

Any thoughts about this experience are welcome.

TriZou was as predicted during transition setup a competitive race.  While the problems during the run cost some time, I still would have ended near the middle of my age group (60-64).  I ended 5^th of 9 in my age group and 311^th of 483 participants.  On a positive note, my times were 1^st in T1, 2^nd in T2, 3^rd in the swim, and 4^th in the bike within my age group.

Race Firsts

My first time experiences from this triathlon were:

• First triathlon swim in a Division 1 college pool.
• This triathlon was the first with the transition area on the track around a track & field facility.
• First triathlon where Ben and I racked our bikes next to each other in the transition area.

Lessons From the Missouri Triathlon

1. The first lesson from this race came from the video of my swim stroke taken by Lindsey. While my right arm extended properly, my left arm did not fully extend. I am not certain if this was unique to this race or a feature of my stroke since I had not seen video of my swim stroke before. Since then, I have been conscious to extend both arms during the reach portion of the stroke.
2. I also learned to be more aware of the types and amount of pollen in the area and for the dates of a triathlon I am considering.

Returning Home from the Missouri Triathlon

After lunch with Ben and his family, Joy and I headed home. While it rained most of the eight hours, traffic was light and the roads were good.

Our route took us by Pella, Iowa, host of an annual Tulip Time tulip festival. We had always thought of attending Tulip Time in Pella so looked into it while enroute. Sadly, we learned that we were one weekend too early.

However, since we were so close, we made a quick detour through town. Sure enough, there were thousands of tulips in bloom and plenty of evidence of preparation for celebrations the next weekend.

One More Thing

The swimming, biking, and running are important parts of this journey. There is so much to learn about triathlon and my body and its reactions or responses to different environments and situations.

However, the enjoyment around seeing the USA and sharing time with family, friends, and others we are fortunate enough to meet along the way makes me never want to stop this adventure.

Have You Experienced Dizziness During A Triathlon?

I would appreciate hearing about any experiences you have had with dizziness during a triathlon? What did you learn about its cause? How to prevent it?

Boulder City, Nevada; April 16, 2016 – Lake Mead Recreation Area, Rage Triathlon

Traveling 3,659 miles through 12 states in six days, all to participate in a sprint triathlon in Nevada lasting about one and a half hours. 

Was it worth it? Absolutely.

Triathlon and Visits With Family

During November 2015, Joy and I decided on Nevada as the location for the next triathlon in our 50 state adventure. I used the approach described in How to Choose Your Next Triathlon.

Since my mother’s passing last June, my father has been living alone in his home in the Denver, Colorado area.  My parents were six months short of having been married 65 years when my mother died.  My father was lonely. I wanted to see him.

Nevada was our first choice.  I had already completed a triathlon in Colorado. Nevada was one (and the closest) of the last two western USA states in which I had yet to complete a triathlon. California was the other.

A search on Running in the USA led me to the Rage Triathlon.  After reviewing the race website, we decided to register for it.

Travel to the Nevada Triathlon

My dad had planned to join us on the trip from his home to Nevada.  However, even before beginning the trip, I knew that he would not make the trip with us.  He had fallen in March and injured one of his legs.  While he was steadily recovering, he had decided it best to not make the trip.

Joy and I left our Minnesota home at noon on Tuesday, April 12 for our first stop, an overnight stay at our son’s home in Bennington, Nebraska.  The weather was perfect for time outdoors with our two grandaughters. After a good night’s rest, we headed toward my dad’s house in Parker, Colorado.

A Second Overnight Stop

We arrived at my dad’s late Wednesday afternoon. During an early dinner at the Texas Roadhouse restaurant near his home, my dad told us about the forecast of snow on I-70 west of Denver during the weekend in which we were to return from Nevada to Denver. We had planned to return home through Denver for a second night’s stay at my dad’s. Now, this seemed unlikely.

The next morning following a leisurely breakfast and wonderful conversation, we started the drive to Nevada.

It was not long after leaving my dad’s house that I read of a winter storm warning for a major part of Utah, including the area into which we were traveling.  We managed to get through the area affected by the storm seeing only a few snowflakes.  However, this was the leading edge of the storm that eventually dumped 3 to 5 feet (90 to 150 cm) of snow on the road that we had used to travel from Denver to Boulder City.

Triathlon in the Lake Mead Recreation Area

The Rage Triathlon was held in the Lake Mead National Recreation Area, minutes from Boulder City, Nevada and from Hoover Dam.

After picking up the race packet and t-shirt in Henderson, we checked into our hotel in Boulder City. Next, it was time to start preparing for the triathlon. This included checking tire pressure, adding race numbers to the bike and race belt, and filling water bottles.

While I was taking care of these, Joy was searching for a restaurant for dinner.  A list of restaurants in the hotel room contained a handwritten note made by a previous guest with a glowing endorsement of Evan’s Old Town Grille.

We decided to follow the recommendation having an early dinner at Evan’s in the historic section of Boulder City (nice area). The referral turned out to be a good one.  Evan’s is a small restaurant with an extensive, economically priced menu.    We recommend Evan’s too.  We also recommend that you make reservations – it is a busy place with a good mix of locals and visitors.

Race Day

I am not sure if the wind was related to the winter snowstorm to the north. Nevertheless, it caused a restless night as I listened to it howling, at times wondering if the race would be canceled. As the wind seemed to become louder, I started to imagine being blown off the road during the bike leg if the race were held.

Upon rising in the morning, I checked the weather report on my phone. It confirmed what I had been hearing from the bed – high winds, including a ‘Wind Advisory’.

16^th Annual Rage Triathlon

The race, first held in 2001 and managed by BBSC Endurance Sports, included Sprint (my choice) and Olympic distances, including relays of these.  While the wind was still a factor in the race, it had calmed with daybreak.

The advertised distances for the individual legs of this USAT-sanctioned sprint triathlon were:

• Swim: 750 m (820 yards)
• Bike: 12.4 miles (20 km)
• Run: 3.1 miles (5 km)

Swim

There were small waves on Lake Mead.  Just before the start of the triathlon, the race director announced a change to the swim course motivated by the wind.

The open water swim involved groups based on gender and age group – I was in the group of men, 40 and over plus  Clydesdales.  The post-race results showed that the swim group numbered slightly more than 90.

The water was clear with a bottom containing sharp rocks and small shells. After the race, I found three small cuts on my feet. 

There were also the typical triathlon open water swim challenges. First, there was the person who determined to pass me at all cost, including swimming over top of me. Then, there was the guy who could not swim in a straight line. Instead, this guy followed a ‘zig-zag’ path, repeatedly swimming in front of me. I finally got in front of him.

Bike

The bike course was hilly and windy. My average speed was a little over 15 miles per hour (24 km per hour). However, I also reached a top speed of 36 miles per hour (58 km per hour) going downhill, probably with the wind at my back. 

The wind gusts made me skiddish about getting into the aero (short for ‘aerodynamic’) position for fear of being blown off the road.

After I returned home, I spoke with a person at my local bike shop (Maple Grove Cycling)  about this experience and my concern about riding in the aero position with gusty side winds.  His suggestion was that confidence would come with experience riding in similar conditions during training rides.  I guess that I need more time in the saddle.

Run

The out-and-back run course was relatively flat and unaffected by the windy conditions.  I started out more slowly until my legs had adjusted to running. I was then able to end strong and finish with a time good for me.

Results

The result was a first place finish in the Men’s 60-64 age group and 67^th place finish among 157 men of all ages.

Avoiding Snow on the Way Home from the Nevada Triathlon

In November, while I was beginning to plan the 2016 triathlon season, I assumed that it would be safe to travel through the Rocky Mountains of Colorado in April.  Little did I know that April is actually the month with the second highest snowfall in Colorado.

The winter snowstorm that occurred while we were in Nevada produced enough snow to close Interstate 70 for several hours on at least two days.  This made a return trip using the same route we had used to travel to Nevada impossible. That is, unless we would have had delayed our return by two days.

Delaying the return was not possible because of commitments at home.  Therefore, we returned using a southern route taking us across Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, and Missouri.

Another Fascinating Road Trip

Once again, a triathlon provided multiple, enjoyable experiences – a road trip during which Joy and I enjoyed conversation and several audio books (“The Wright Brothers” by David McCullough, “How to Win Friends & Influence People in the Digital Age” with Brent Cole to name our favorites) and time with family members. We also saw new parts of this great country while enjoying the opportunity to race with others who enjoy triathlon.

Race Firsts

First time experiences or observations associated with this triathlon were:

• First race in a national park.
• The Rage Triathlon was the first race in which the transition area was setup as a long corridor with bikes lined up along the edges.  This approach did make it more challenging to find my transition space since I could not simply count the number of rows from the entrance to my transition area.
• First race in which an age-group podium finisher had only one arm. Inspiring.

Share Your Questions and Comments

Have you done a triathlon in Nevada? Which one?

Have you done a triathlon in high wind? What was your experience? Any problems?