Monday, December 15, 2014

Heart and Courage


So I already knew that 2015 was going to be a pretty awesome year…I’m starting off with the Coast Ride in January (biking from SF to Santa Barbara over 3 days!!) and ending with Ironman Arizona in November.  But I am super stoked to report that I am now officially a member of the team! If you’ve followed me on Instagram or read any of my race reports, you’ve seen me sporting Coeur kits all year long.  The kits are comfy and cute and I can’t wait to keep racing in the new styles next year.
Bodymarking at IMAZ 2014 - paparazzi shot by Triathlon Magazine
But the most exciting part of being on Team Coeur is getting to know my new teammates and sharing my trials and errors along my Ironman journey.  When I jumped into triathlons in 2013, I really had no idea what I was getting myself into.  I was lucky to find the inspiring and totally relateable blog posts of several ladies to help me figure out this new sport.   
Sweaty and focused on a trainer ride... #noangrykitty!
These ladies (notably Erin over at sweetsweatlife.com and Katie at katiehartmorse.com) were early adopters of the Coeur brand at it’s inception last year, and I have been following Coeur ever since.  As I embark on my way to become an Ironman, I’ll be sharing my story and hopefully be a resource for newer ladies entering the sport.  But, seeing as this is all an experiment of trial and error, I’ll definitely be reaching out across the internet to help me have the most successful and enjoyable race season yet.
Rockin Coeur at my first 70.3 - Oceanside in March 2014
Not only does Coeur make awesome gear, Kebby, the founder, focuses on the camaraderie, advancement, and support of women in triathlon.  She is focused on improving the representation of women in Kona, and growing the number of women in triathlon at all levels.  And this is something that I am beyond honored to be a part of.  So here’s to enjoying the rest of the off season…and I can’t wait to kick off 2015 with a bang!
Ending my 2014 season at Challenge Rancho Cordova with a smile and shiny new PR :)
Alli G
#heartandcourage





Thursday, October 9, 2014

Heading out with a BANG - Challenge Rancho Cordova Half Distance Race Recap



It has been an awfully long time since I posted an update, which goes to show how busy life has been this summer.  For my sake, I’ll do a brief update about the two race reports that I missed (Wildflower Olympic and Vineman 70.3) in the near future, but Sunday was such an unexpectedly awesome day, that the Challenge Rancho Cordova race report must come first!


When this race was first announced, I was excited for it, as it is up near my brother’s house.  I had tentatively planned on racing it until Ironman announced they would add a 70.3 to the Lake Tahoe race.  Lake Tahoe is, and always has been, my happy place, so it was a no brainer that I would sign up for that race to close out my season.  Well, unfortunately that race was smoked out by the terrible King Fire.  I was bummed, but honestly was a little relieved because my training had definitely not been on point leading into the race.  Work took a huge toll with three trials back to back, and mentally I was just ready to check out of training for a bit.  
Me and my AWESOME mom after IM Lake Tahoe was called off.

But I didn’t want to end my season without a race, so Challenge Rancho Cordova was back on the radar.  I was excited about the course, but as temps in NorCal soared above 90* in the weeks before the race with no signs of cooling down, I was definitely nervous.  When I drove into Rancho Cordova for packet pick up/bike drop off the day before the race, I was dripping just walking around the transition areas.  Everyone knows that I would rather race in the freezing cold than in the heat, so conditions were NOT ideal.  But it allowed me to mentally relax and give myself the freedom to just enjoy myself on the course.  With my unmotivated training and stress of the heat, I didn’t really expect much of myself on the course.  I knew I’d finish, but definitely didn’t expect to improve my times in any significant way.

It was a relaxed evening before the game, watching some peewee football, drunken noodles for my pre-race meal (awesome carb loading – not too heavy like pasta usually is for me), and some quality coloring time while watching Chef with the family (if you haven’t seen it, it’s a must).  I slept like a baby and was up and at ‘em around 4:15am.

It was easy getting out the door, and breakfast was on the road (2 hardboiled eggs and 1.5 cups of applesauce).  I parked at the finish area and took a shuttle to the start.  I much preferred dealing with the shuttle before my body hated me than in the middle of the afternoon!  Shuttle service was quick and easy and I got to T1 with plenty of time to make 2 potty stops, set up my transition area, eat a banana and shimmy into my wetsuit.  My one complaint with race morning is that there was no morning clothes bag or clothes drop.  All of our T1 belongings would be shuttled to T2 during the race, which was great, but they only gave us one bag where we were to put our wetsuit/goggles/swim cap/etc.  But unless you had a race Sherpa, you had to stuff ALL your morning gear into the bag too!  For me, it was a few water bottles, sweatshirt, keys…way too much stuff for the tiny bag.  I definitely lost a few minutes in transition attempting to stuff everything in the bag :(

Swim – 36:11, 1:43/100yd.
Even though coach had swim workouts in my schedule, I just hadn’t felt motivated to get in the pool, so I hadn’t swam since my leisurely swim of the IMLT course two weeks prior. OOPS!!!  But the water felt great, and I was excited to take it easy for the swim.  It was a deep water start and soon all the orange capped 39 and under ladies were off.  I felt great!  And I actually swam in a straight line for once!!!  The swim was a counter clockwise loop, and the rising sun made the return trip a little difficult, but I just kept my stroke smooth and soon enough I was out of the water!  I definitely could have kept swimming, I enjoyed myself so much.

My last swim before race day - 2 weeks prior on the IMLT course after the race was cancelled.
T1
Transitions were definitely my downfall in this race.  I’m certain that I would have placed one spot higher if I had actually moved my butt…argh!  Even though T1 was super small, we were only given one bag for our swim gear AND all our morning stuff.  In my past 2 70.3’s I’ve been lucky enough to both have a morning clothes bag, and my mom as a Sherpa!  This time around, I was on my own.  Attempting to stuff my wetsuit, T1 towel, morning sweatshirt, and shaker bottles from pre-race drinks was quite the task.  Definitely spent over a minute trying to get everything in.  Marking that down as something to account for in the future. 

Bike: 2:53:46, 19.37 mph
Once I’d finally managed to stuff my things into the bag, I was off on the bike.  Unfortunately, my Garmin didn’t pick up the GPS signal, so I wasn’t getting mileage or my average pace!  Super frustrating, but it just might have worked out for the best.  I knew that the beginning third of the course would be mostly uphill, but then I would be treated to downhills and flats for the majority of the course.  My brother and his fam live near mile 11ish of the bike, and it was awesome seeing them cheering along the side of the road.  
 
My cheering section! SIL Audrey, Nephew Ethan, and Brother Geoff
Two thumbs up for some bike love and perfect cycling weather!
 
Audrey cheering me on!  Thank you, family!!!!
I was feeling pretty good at the time, but seeing them definitely gave me quite an emotional boost heading into the hills!  The weather was perfect for cycling, and I loved the hills that we rode through.  I was a little frustrated that there were no mile markers on the course since my watch wasn’t showing that info, but I just kept putting in a steady effort.  My main goal of the race was to have a decent run since that was my biggest problem in my past two races, so I didn’t want to push myself too hard.  Overall, definitely enjoyed the bike, but the last few miles into transition involved too many boring turns through empty boring business centers.  Then it was time to test the legs…

T2
Another transition spent dilly dallying…seriously, could have cut at least 2 minutes from here!  But at both Oceanside and Vineman, by mile 3 of the run, my claves felt like they were going to explode.  I’d never experienced that during ANY of my brick runs and I didn’t quite know what was causing it.  So I decided to try wearing my 110% Play Harder compression socks on the run to see if that would help.  Definitely took way too long to put the socks on in transition!  (But I’ve already developed my plan for next year and will be wearing compression sleeves under my wetsuit from the start).  And I made a potty stop in transition.  It was a blazing hot day, and I figured it was best to start the run as comfortably as possible. 

Run: 2:00:33, 9:12/mile
Finally I was off!!  The run course is totally flat (which is great), but totally exposed to the sun (which is not great).  I settled into a rhythm pretty quickly and just started counting my steps like a metronome to keep on going.  I think that I counted to 100 about 50 times!  Again, my GPS wasn’t synced up so all I had was my “current pace” to go on.  Luckily there were aid stations each mile, so I was able to distract myself by doing some math each mile.  I was pleasantly surprised with the numbers I was seeing as I ran.  The sun was beating down as we ran through housing developments and I honestly expected to have a worse run than ever because of the heat, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected!   
So happy to be in the finish chute!
At every aid station I dumped a cup of ice into my sports bra, held a few cubes in my hands, and drank a cup of water.  By the end of the race, my chest almost felt numb!  I’m fairly certain that this kept my core temp down to make the heat manageable.  Also, the compression socks worked wonders on my calves, so all I had to worry about was putting one foot in front of the other instead of worrying about my calves exploding!  I was even able to chat with a few other racers along the way.  As I kept running and realizing that my body was holding up, I did some calculations to see if I would be able to finish the run in under 2 hours.  As I hit the part of the course where it split for the finish/lap two, I thought I’d be able to squeak in just under 2 hours.  But one of the worst things on the run course happened…there was an extra turn!!!  Instead of a straight shot to the finish, we had to go around a block of shops to get to the chute…major bummer!  But I kept my legs moving and was still able to PR my run by 4 minutes!  That felt like a huge accomplishment and set my very obvious goal for next year...finally breaking the 2 hour mark!  It is amazing how different 13.1 miles feels at the end of a 56 mile bike ride!

After crossing the finish line, the most wonderful fountain awaited the racers and I immediately stripped my shoes and socks off and just stood in the fountain for what seemed like forever.  It felt amazing! 
Seriously, every race needs to have one of these!
At the end of the day, I ended up setting a 7min 40 sec PR and landed a 6th place finish in my age group with an official time of 5:37:56.  After a few weeks where my training motivation was lacking, this was an awesome way to end the season and renew my love for triathlons (and it doesn't hurt that it's Kona week to fuel that fire).  Now I get to take a mini break before working towards a new marathon PR and hopefully a Boston Qualifying time at the CIM marathon in December!!!

Happy Training!

Monday, April 14, 2014

Bike Love


Yesterday I spent almost 4 glorious hours riding my bike along the NorCal coast and along the entire ride, thoughts like this were constantly streaming through my mind:
  • I am SOOOOO happy! 
  •  I LOVE my bike
  • Seriously, I can’t believe this is my life
  • It is soooo pretty!
Somewhere between Half Moon Bay and Santa Cruz.

These thoughts were basically on a constant loop and it made me think back to the time that I had all but sworn off riding a bike.  Growing up as a runner, I always had the desire to try my hand at triathlons…but I absolutely hated cycling.  Why did I hate cycling, you ask?  Well I hated cycling because of a VERY ill-fated bike ride that we took as a family while visiting Colorado when I was 12.

My mom had always loved bike riding…nothing serious or competitive, but she loved taking family rides for mother’s day, her birthday, when we went camping, etc.  Up until that Colorado trip, I was pretty indifferent towards cycling…I always had fun when we went, but I was never jonesing to go.
In 1996, between 7th and 8th grade, we took a road trip to Colorado to visit my brother and sister-in-law who were living in Denver.  We had a condo up in the mountains (at Lake Dillon, between Keystone and Breckenridge Ski Resorts) for the week and luckily for mom, there was a long flat bike trail all the way around the Lake.  Obviously this was planned as a day’s excursion.

My brother and sister-in-law joined us, so we had a group of 5 rolling along.  The ride started out pretty uneventfully.  We rode the bike trail at a leisurely pace, stopped for lunch, took a few breaks to go down by the lake.  After riding for quite a while (the loop was about 17 miles – per my estimate on ridewithgps.com), we had made it almost all the way around the lake…seriously, only about 3-4 miles to go, when we made the next turn per mom’s directions.
Yep...(not so) GIANT hill.  Kinda want to go back and conquer it now!
Well, the turn took us to a two lane mountain road that basically went straight uphill.  To my 12 year old mind, that looked AWFUL.  (Looking at the elevation map today, it’s totally doable and way easier than most of my training rides, but back then…no way!) On a little 10 speed bike, with the tiniest “bike lane”/shoulder imaginable, and semi-trucks travelling between the ski resorts?!?  At that point, I wasn’t going to turn around and ride another 13 miles to get back to the condo, so I had no choice but to make it up and over the 1.5 mile hill.  It was hard, scary, and pretty miserable.  When I finally made it to the top, I vowed to my mom that I would NEVER go bike riding again!  And I stuck to that until December 2012 when I committed to making 2013 my triathlon year.
My adventure buddy Penny in her element.
Nearly 20 years later (wow I feel old typing that!!), however, those horrible feelings associated with the bike are completely erased.  They’ve been replaced by feelings of freedom, adventure, and accomplishment and are absolutely irreplaceable!  My new adventures with Penny the P3 have been nothing short of amazing and I love searching for new routes to explore.  It’s crazy how different the view is when you’re on two wheels instead of four.

Random thoughts:
  • Even when riding with a group, you spend lots of time in your own head when on a bike.  I’ve decided that a wonderful invention would be a twitter feed that connects directly to your thoughts.  I have lots of 140 character nuggets of gold when I’m chugging along, but by the time I’m off the bike, I’ve forgotten half of them or they’ve lost their relevance.  Seeing my biking stream of consciousness would be fascinating…
  • When I’m running or cycling, I’ll often find myself counting steps or pedal strokes.  But I rarely start at 1…I have no idea what number I start at, but I’ll find myself in the 50s or 70s out of nowhere!  Does this happen to anyone else??
  • "Salty Balls" are bomb-diggity!  After getting tired of sweet stuff during the Oceanside bike leg, I decided to test out something not so sweet...created by Osmo Mastermind Stacy Sims.  SO yummy and a perfect balance with my super sweet Clif Block gummies.  The recipe calls for Brown Rice Syurp - note to self, just go straight to Whole Foods.  I think I went to 3 grocery stores before making the trek to WF (and I totally knew that the other stores wouldn't have it!)
  • I met with coach last Weds to chat about Oceanside, pros/cons, lessons learned, etc. and to discuss the rest of the season.  I absolutely loved racing 70.3 miles (and my goal is complete Ironman Arizona next fall), so I’ve added a third 70.3 to the season...the Inaugural Challenge Rancho Cordova on October 5th!  It’s the same weekend as the Portland Marathon was, so in my attempts to qualify for Boston in 2016, I’ll be revisiting CIM on December 7th!
Happy Monday
#makeithappen

Monday, April 7, 2014

Oceanside 70.3 Race Recap

It's been a week since I crossed the finish line and it is confirmed...I am absolutely hooked.  I knew I loved racing triathlons, but completing the half ironman distance made me love it even more!  I'm definitely still riding the high from Oceanside and have been been a permanent fixture on the Ironman website, obsessively looking at all of the races I want to do in the future!
So...on to race week.  I drove down to my moms house the Wednesday before the race and was treated to the comforts of home before making my way to Oceanside on Thursday.

I am super lucky that super star Sonja Weick also works with Coach Muddy, and she was racing Oceanside too.  I was able to connect with her on Thursday to pick up our packets and get a swim and run in.  She has been racing for years, and raced Oceanside last year, so getting tips and insight from her was a HUGE destressor (btw, I'd been more nervous for this race that any before.  I didn't think I was nervous, but I was stress snacking at every opportunity for the entire week before the race...definitely stress induced!!)

Sonja had 3 other athletes racing Oceanside and all of us met up on Friday morning for a quick spin and a tour of the race locations.  I was so grateful to meet her athletes...it was a huge mood booster on race day to see so many people that I knew.  Then we had lunch with Coach and I spent the rest of the day visiting with one of my besties from college and trying my hardest to not stress about the race.

Per race dinner was my standard sushi, then I double checked my bags, settled in with Divergent (bad idea...once I start a book, I cant put it down so I definitely ended up reading longer than I planned but luckily I still feel like I got enough sleep.)

Race day
I was up at 3:30am, hopped in the shower, and ate my race day brekkie of 2 rice cakes, peanut butter, honey, Osmo Preload and Proanox Biogenesis.  I saved my banana until just before the swim start since I was eating breakfast so early.  My mom drove down from LA on Friday night and we spend the night at my aunt's house in San Clemente (about 20 min. north of the race).  We left the house around 4:30am with an easy drive down to Oceanside.  I met up again with Sonja, Coach, and her athletes, put the finishing touches on bike prep, then rode off into the dark to set up T2, and T1.
Dark and Early!!  Headlamps were definitely necessary at 5:30am.
T2 - the calm before the storm
T1 closed at 6:30 and my wave didn't start until 7:30, so I watched the pros start the swim, made a potty stop, and wrestled into my wetsuit.  At about 7:10, I made my way into the corral with all the other ladies in orange caps.
 The water felt great as I got in, but was quite the shock when I put my head in! We had 3 minutes to get adjusted, then the cannon went off.  Honestly, this was the most comfortable I have felt during a swim! After the surprise of swallowing salt water (obviously I knew I was swimming it the ocean, but nothing can quite prepare you for the taste if salt water!) I settled into a decent rhythm...until my left goggle started filling with water.  I tried to ignore it, but it became too much so I popped up, emptied it out, and kept swimming.  It happened about two more times before the turnaround until I finally fixed it for good.  I'd never had issues with these goggles before but I'm definitely taking Katie's advice and buying new goggles before my future important races. Once my goggle situation was resolved, the swim was comfortably hard into transition.  I was right in my predicted  window...I thought I'd be between 35-40 min, and I was out of the water in 37:45!  And I heard my mom with her cowbell as I exited the water.
 
After the LONG run into transition, I stuffed my wetsuit cap and goggles into my swim bag, ate a bonk break mini, and ran off to the bike mount.  As per usual, I pushed the wrong buttons on my garmin...thankfully I noticed and was only 3 miles off.

The bike course was my absolute favorite and I just had a blast.  It was perfect weather, beautiful scenery, nice people, and just enough of a challenge on the hills.  Penny performed wonderfully and I had a great time on the course.  I probably could have taken in a few more calories...my stomach, while not upset, definitely didn't want any more sugar.  Now I need to figure out some salty calories...I think I'm going to whip up some Osmo "Salty Balls" to test out on my next long ride.

Transition should have been quick and easy, but as I grabbed my bib to turn it to face forward, I ripped the bib off my belt!! So annoying! I spent about 30-45 extra seconds trying to put the bib onto my belt, .using the bottom holes.  Threading one hole took long enough that I just tucked the rest of the bib under the belt and took off.
 And that's where the race went downhill.  For the first 3 miles of the run, my calves HURT! They literally felt like they were going to explode! I spent the first three miles contemplating how crazy I was to consider doing a full ironman...seriously, how could I run a full marathon if my legs hutrt during the first part of a half!! At that point, I decided not to look at my watch, not worry about my pace...this was my first race, and my goal is just to finish and get a baseline.  But at around mile 4,  my calves adjusted and were fine the rest of the way.

 My stomach still didn't feel top notch, but half a banana and 2 cups of coke (my first time trying that in a race) did the trick! The heat didn't bother me as much as I'd though it would...but I took advantage of the sponges, sticking then in my bra at every chance, and dumping a cup of water on my head at each aid station.  The worst part of the run, though, were the blisters on both feet.  I don't know if it was the heat, if I had loosened my shores more than normal, or if my feet were swollen from the bike and the heat, but I got matching blisters between the ball and the arch of my feet...boo.
My run was nowhere close to what I expected or hoped, but in spite of that, I absolutely loved the race.  I crossed the finish line with a lady that I had run most of the half with and shared a huge hug of congratulations and relief before finding my mom, step-dad and coach at the finish line.

Screenshot of the live feed as I crossed the finish line, courtesy of my cousin and his GF in London!

Happy, Relieved, and oh so tired!
 
Coach!!
 
This was just the start to a huge journey and I cannot wait to take what I've learned from this race to improve for the future! Next up is a local race in half moon bay...the Silicon Valley Sprint Tri on April 19th (use ambassador code "AllisonGomez" to join me!), then my second go at the Wildflower Olympic course on May 5th!

Thanks to Coach Muddy, Proanox, and Osmo Nutrition for getting me to the race ready to go, and to Beachbody and P90x3 for keeping me strong and mobile!  And HUGE thanks to my mom and John for getting up at the crack of dawn to cheer me on, and to my fiance for being super supportive of all my training and dealing with me on a daily basis...couldn't have done it without him :)

Happy Training!!
#makeithappen