Enjoying all the reports and seriously making me think do it again in 2015. Must resist.
Does anyone know when TV coverage is on the telly box? Last year it was well covered on BBC Sport Wales and also on the official Ironman TV show, I haven't seen any listings that show when coverage is yet?
Quick change after racking and way fewer bikes in T1 than I was looking at last year!
Forgot to say, on the bike at 1 o'clock I decided it was time for lunch, so I ate my homemade peanut butter & sweet chilli sauce sandwiches on rye, they were lush. As I headed out to the run I ate my cheese and marmite pick me up sandwich, lovely job and that was the end of my solids for the run.
You really cannot underestimate the run at Tenby, it's uphill for 3 miles, turn around, run downhill a bit, turn left run uphill again to collect a band, run down into Tenby turn left and run uphill again for a bit to cross a timing mat and then head into town for a bit of downhill and a bit of uphill. Tenby was absolutely rocking on Sunday night, the weather helped I guess and it was pumping. I settled quickly onto my pace and to be honest I felt good for the first 30km and was headed for a sub 4 run. Then it started, a stitch at first so I changed my breathing pattern and tried to run more upright, then it got worse, it wasn't a stitch, this was the oceans revenge. My gut was doing all manner of things, I never felt like I was going to soil myself or puke, I was just in pain and when I ran it hurt. Mile 23 and I had to power walk the hills. Lots of arm band envy this year, people offering to buy my pink band for a gel or an energy bar! Also more than 1 athlete being giving outside help, now I'm not moaning about someone in distress being given help here but having a coach run alongside you up to New Hedges wearing his company logo and name on his T-Shirt is taking the piss quite frankly. 4 hours slipped by, bugger. I'm in town now, family are on the magic carpet waiting and I arrive at judgement junction to be ushered left and onto the esplanade, I push for a sprint but my stomach is saying no way matey boy, 4:09 for the marathon, not too shabby and a 12:44 overall, 56 minutes off last year.
Into the recovery area feeling good apart from stomach pain. Pizza was poor, coffee and fruit was lovely, never show me a gel again, ever. Collected everything up and made a point of shaking anyone in a blue volunteers shirt hand to thank them for their outstanding efforts all day long, they really do make the event possible for us all.
Bath at the hotel, burger and chips and a beer then out onto the course until around 1130 supporting the late finishers, my feet were sore now and the kids were hanging.
I won't be racing Wales next year, time for some new challenges but I'll leave you with this. If you DNF'd there on Sunday then there is no shame whatsoever, however it came about, you stepped up and were prepared to put yourself to the test and put your body on the line for the chance to be called an Ironman and for that I salute you.
What a difference a year makes, I'm ahead of plan already thanks to a swift T1 despite a slower swim and it's warm and dry as opposed to wet and cold. The first hour on the bike was all about whether I was going to puke, fart, urinate or shit myself, I really didn't know what was happening inside me. After an hour I stopped and had myself a wee, it was just what I needed, that seemed to release whatever the blockage was because for the next hour I farted like a schoolboy after a tin of beans. It was non stop and they were loud as hell, I apologised to other riders at one point, but at least it raised a few smiles. I started to take on fuel now, before we reached Angle in about 1hr 20 mins thanks to the bloody East wind. Power consistent, no big spikes, feeling really good, push on now to Lamphey.
Next feed station, more water onboard and I'm eating my own nutrition and sticking to plan, power and HR consistent and no big spikes still. The climb out of Templeton seems to go in forever, then its onto Narbeth, a lovely fast descent then a short climb into town and the next feed station, I'm still ahead of plan and feeling good now. Wisemans Bridge up next and the support was awesome again, in fact better than last year, no bother here, a few walkers on lap 1 spells trouble for some I suspect. Saundersfoot, I am Sir Wiggo and I am on Ventoux, what can you say, I'm glad I was wearing glasses, epic as always. Lap 1 job done. Wind behind again out to Lamphey and onto the tough part of the course again, the support out in the middle of nowhere is amazing, settees on diggers is a new one! Templeton again drags on but I'm overtaking riders and picking people off 1 by 1 and feeling strong, Narbeth again, that descent is amazing in the dry, hitting 50 mph now and then into that nasty climb but again I'm feeling strong and picking people off, power still sensible numbers. Wisemans again, I struggled to stay on my bike here last year, it was easier this year, sit down, keep upright, breathe and spin. Done. Some lovely descending again into Saundersfoot, can that be bottled and kept forever? I'm back again, there is definitely something in my eye now, the crowd parts before us, there's my son running along side me, then my wife takes on the chase, turn right and it's nearly all over just that slog up to New Hedges to go, sit down, sit up and spin it. New Hedges and its descend for all your worth, full on attack mode, just that last little ramp into Tenby now. Turn right and hoof it, 900 watts on the power meter for a stupid sprint finish to get in for 6:54, 40 minutes off last years bike and feeling way way better.