Blog Archive

In the blog below, you will find an archive from ~2005 until the final post below in early 2021. There were times when I was highly active in writing and other times when I was rather quiet. These blog posts have been carried over on various platforms so please keep in mind that some of the earlier dates may be incorrect. If you happen to read through anything and it peaks an interest or you have a question, please feel free to ask through the contact page. I will be happy to answer any questions that you all may have.

Whether you read some of these posts over the years or just stumbled onto this page today, thanks for reading.

Cheers,

Justin

Favorite Finishes, Family and Friends Photos

This will be the final of my “Favorite Photos” posts, following up on the last three posts about my favorite swim, bike and run photos.

This post is mostly chronological, but it diverges a little more than the others.

With that said, here are the final photos and their stories:

This isn’t 100% of every race number I’ve worn, but it’s close.

This isn’t 100% of every race number I’ve worn, but it’s close.

Ironman California 2001

Ironman California 2001

This photo was taken shortly after finishing Ironman California in 2001. I crossed the line with just a few minutes of daylight left and it looks like by the time I met up with my parents that darkness had set in. I think I look more sleepy, as opposed to tired, than I do in any other finish line photo. I doubt I had ever exercised beyond six hours in one day so finishing in just under 13 hours was the longest bout of exercise I had ever taken on (and still is for that matter).

If you look closely, you’ll notice the USMC t-shirt that my dad is wearing. The race utilized a large portion of the Camp Pendleton Marine Corps Base (for the bike) and we stayed in a hotel on the base on race weekend.

In January of 1967, my father was stationed at Camp Pendleton for his final training prior to shipping out to Vietnam.

Kona 2004

Kona 2004

This photo was taken by my Aunt Sherry shortly after finishing Ironman Hawai’i in 2004. I had traveled out to the race three weeks prior to attend Epic Camp Kona, hosted by Gordo Byrn and Scott Molina. At the time, Epic Camp had primarily served as a somewhat extreme training camp at a few various locations (originating in New Zealand). However, this camp in Kona was built around race performance so it was more tailored to understanding the course and peaking fitness for race day (instead of logging a 60-hour training week).

My mom, Karin, had decided that she wanted to come over to the Big Island as well and she completely immersed herself in the community and the race organization. One of my mother’s many strengths is the ability to thrive, with ease, in new environments. She started volunteering for the race very early on and it seemed like she knew just about everybody and anybody involved in the race by the time it started. As such, she got the opportunity to volunteer to put leis on the all finishers from the winners to whenever I finished (just inside top 50). That led to this special, shared moment we had at the finish line that year.

Challenge Wanaka 2009. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Challenge Wanaka 2009. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken shortly after finishing Challenge Wanaka in 2009 by my Aunt Sherry. I think my face clearly shows the aftermath of what a double bonk feels like. You can read more about the double bonk in the Run post from last week.

Ironman Texas 2014. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Texas 2014. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken as I crossed the finish line at Ironman Texas in 2014. As I mentioned in the previous post, this was a race where the whole day felt like it was pushing back against me. Nevertheless, on the last loop of the run (8+miles) I managed to rally and move into 3rd place in the final mile. Brooke had to physically catch me at the finish line because I was so spent.

Photo Credit: Larry Rosa (left), Nils Nilsen (right)

Ironman Boulder took place eleven weeks after Ironman Texas in 2014. Following IMTX that year, I went to three destination weddings in three weeks. The first was in Playa del Carmen, Mexico, the second was in Washington D.C. and the third was in Winter Park, Colorado (not as far). After the third wedding, I felt like complete shit. I was out of shape and worn out and I had this other race coming up in eight weeks time and it seemed as though I was starting from ground zero. As Brooke and I were driving back from the final wedding in Winter Park, we were talking about the upcoming race and I essentially said something along the lines of “I’m not going to worry about it, I’m just going to go train and see how fit I can get.”

Fast forward to 2020. Early that year I started reading David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest: a very, very, very long book. The book has multiple settings, but one of them centers around the students/athletes at Enfield Tennis Academy. At this academy, there is a character that is a performance coach/sports psychologist and his philosophy on the key to performing at a high level is that the athlete needs to simultaneously care about something completely while also not caring at all.

This might seem completely ridiculous and given the humorous nature of the book it might be easy to lump it together with everything else that seems absurd. And I have no idea if Wallace was actually taking a dig at sports psychology in general with this character’s philosophy.

But this idea actually resonates with me quite profoundly. That initial mentality I had in the car ride home from Winter Park stayed with me over the next eight weeks. I seemed to be training at a high level, but I also seemed completely detached from the potential result of the race. There are other times in my career where I think I had a headspace that reflected this same mindset, but never to the degree of the summer of 2014 when I won my only Ironman race.

I think the photo of me and Brooke at the finish line shows the side that cared completely.

Moving on to the first of these next two photos, you will see a picture of the Sports section from The Denver Post the day after Ironman Boulder. That morning, Wayne Kansas (from Houston) happened to see that photo. To me, Wayne Kansas was, and will always be, Coach Kansas. I was not involved in competitive team sports growing up aside from my younger years (before high school) when I played little league soccer and baseball (only 4 years in soccer, about 8 or so in baseball). During that time period, Coach Kansas was my head coach (in both sports) on five separate occasions.

Chris Kansas was Wayne’s son. Chris and I were on all these teams together (Chris was a star athlete, way above me) and we attended the same schools from elementary through high school, many times in the same classes. Chris and I were not close friends, but he and his family were part of my life and our community from as far back as I could remember at the time (his mom was one of our school counselors as well as a substitute teacher. She would do a Marisa Tomei impression from My Cousin Vinny that the kids absolutely loved).

In August of 1998, Chris died tragically in a car accident in Houston. He was 17 years old.

I still think about him a lot. I still think about his family a lot. Even all these years later.

The morning after the IM Boulder in 2014, Coach Kansas saw the picture of me and Brooke in the paper and his wife reached out to me via Facebook to say hello and congratulations. We ended up meeting up in Boulder shortly after that, which is shown in the final photo above.

When I was in seventh grade our baseball team won the championship and we dumped a jug of Gatorade on him just like you see the pro’s do on t.v. But it wasn’t done simply to emulate what we saw on t.v. It was done out of joy and respect for all he had done for us. Whenever I see a team do that on television, I always think of Coach Kansas and how we all felt about him that day.

Thank you Coach Kansas. You were such a great influence for me and so many others.

In March of 2015, I was training in Boulder and I came down with a cold that had all the normal symptoms a cold has including a sore throat. Over the next week or so I got better, but I still had this mild sore throat that never seemed to dissipate entirely. I went down to The Woodlands in April to do a final training block for Ironman Texas that was coming up in May. In the first four editions of IMTX, I had always felt like I was a little behind in my preparation. I had finished 7th, 2nd, 4th and 3rd in those races and I was determined to try to up my training to a level where I could compete for the win.

Throughout the month of April, I was putting together some high quality training, but I still had this light sore throat that lingered. It never got worse, but it also never really got better. It was just there.

Two weeks out from the race, and back in Boulder, I woke up one morning with a chest cold, but this felt like something I hadn’t experienced before. For several days I tried to rest up and recover, but I wasn’t getting anywhere. In hindsight, I waited too long, but I finally went to the Urgent Care after 5-6 days of trying to recover on my own and was diagnosed with pneumonia (pictured left at the UC). Later on, I had some tests run and my doctor believed that I likely had something like mono throughout that time period with the sore throat which ultimately led me to developing pneumonia.

I started my treatment a week out from race day and I knew that my chances of doing as well as I had originally hoped for were gone, but I was still willing to try and start the race if I felt like it wouldn’t set me back even further and/or do permanent damage to my health.

I waited all the way until the night before the race, but I finally decided to withdraw. The photo on the right is from a sign someone had made for me on race day without realizing I had pulled out the night before.

I was quite heart broken to not start that day and I was frustrated that all the work I had done in the lead up could not be realized on race day. No preparation is ever perfect, but I felt confident that I was in the best shape I had been in leading into IMTX since its inception.

Eleven weeks after dropping out of IMTX for pneumonia, I finally got to race again at Ironman Canada in Whistler: the coldest, wettest Ironman I have ever done. In the Favorite Cycling Photos post I talk about race day and the conditions. After recovering from pneumonia, I wasn’t sure how long it would take to get back into good health and training so being able to get a podium finish in this race gave me the confidence that I could get back on form again.

Three weeks after racing in Whistler, I went to race Ironman Mont Tremblant on the other side of Canada. Following Whistler, I got home and decided that I wasn’t interested in trying to target an early fall Ironman (in 8-10 weeks) so I decided to travel to Mont Tremblant instead and just roll the dice. I knew going into the race that I wasn’t going to be 100% three weeks after racing Whistler, but I felt that if I could get everything out of what I did have, I might be able to break into the top 5 by the end of the day.

This approach ended up working better than I had expected with a 2nd place finish. Jordan Rapp was far up the road in first place, but the race for 2nd-5th was tight throughout the whole marathon. With that said, the effort to get into, and stay in, 2nd place took a huge toll on me. I actually think these two photos above really capture how I felt, not only at the finish, but for much of the run that day.

I managed to hold it together through a quick post race interview, but as I was being escorted to post-race drug testing I threw up multiple times. Even the few days after the race I felt completely wrecked and had two nights of Ironman insomnia (if you know, you know) which just made things worse.

Following the Whistler/Mont Tremblant double, I was ready to go home and regroup a bit, but the final Kona slots were being assigned that week. At that time, Kona slots for professionals were distributed based on points accumulated (a combo of Ironman and Half Ironman races). Most of the slots were allocated at the end of July, but a few spots were allocated at the end of the month of August. After being sick for the first half of the season, I had never even considered being eligible to qualify since I had earned very few points. However, after the two Canadian races I managed to tie in points for the last Kona slot. A tie-breaking rule went to me and I got the last slot. So instead of taking a break, I had the World Championship to train for that was less than eight weeks away.

The photo above, on the left, is of me and Laurel Wassner. This is from the pro meeting before Kona. We were both the “last ones in” for the Women’s and Men’s races.

The training for Kona was going surprisingly well, but two weeks out from the race I got called in for jury duty. I initially thought it was just going to take an hour or two before I was dismissed, but the day kept progressing and by noon that day I was selected to serve on a jury in a criminal trial. The trial took three days and unfortunately I got sick while serving on the jury. I wasn’t sick during race week (the next week), but I never really felt right and the race ultimately went pretty poorly. The photo on the right is me at the finish line feeling totally spent. I never raced Kona again so I’m glad that I finished despite wanting to drop out most of the day, but it was a disappointing way to close out my time there.

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You may have noticed that a large majority of the photos I have are credited to my Aunt Sherry Daerr. As such, she isn’t in a lot of them so I felt it was important to show who was behind the camera. Over multiple summers, I lived with Sherry while training and she came to multiple races and Endurance Corner camps over the years. At all occasions she took numerous photos cataloguing many moments that we would otherwise have no evidence of. So a BIG thank you to Sherry for always being there capturing these shots over the years.

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This is going to be the last photo that I write about extensively. It is my all-time favorite photo from all the years in triathlon, taken by my mother-in-law, Gail Hughes.

This was shortly after finishing Ironman Arizona in 2008. If you notice on the right, my friend, Daniel, is carrying my shoes. Whenever I wasn’t racing particularly well, all I wanted to do was take my shoes off and on that day I did it within 30 seconds of crossing the finish line.

Brooke is helping me walk and carrying all the gear needed that day in the backpack. Her day would have started when mine did, likely at 3:00-3:30 a.m. depending on the race start that day, and it wouldn’t finish until all the gear had been collected post race and we were back at our homestay or hotel. She would always fall asleep before I did that night after the race. Racing is tiring, but supporting people racing is even more so.

On this particular day, I didn’t race that well. Nothing catastrophic happened. I just had an underwhelming day, finishing in 11th after spending most of the day feeling somewhat flat.

The reason I like this photo so much is that I think it perfectly encapsulates what many days after racing look like. It’s easy to remember really great and really bad days, but most days just are just days. Races come and go and a lot of the time it doesn’t work out as you may have hoped it would.

Having family, friends, and especially, Brooke, at the end of those days gave me the support I needed to always reflect, regroup and go out and try again.

Thank you.

Brooke comparing her shoe collection to mine. 2014.

Brooke comparing her shoe collection to mine. 2014.

One of my favorite photos of Brooke, Molly and Jason cheering me on at Ironman Canada 2008.

One of my favorite photos of Brooke, Molly and Jason cheering me on at Ironman Canada 2008.

A pair of booties that I trained in for over ten years. I don’t even think they kept me warm after enough years, but I never wanted to replace them.

A pair of booties that I trained in for over ten years. I don’t even think they kept me warm after enough years, but I never wanted to replace them.

A lot of people didn’t believe me when I said I used Pringles for carb loading so here’s photographic proof. Cozumel 2018.

A lot of people didn’t believe me when I said I used Pringles for carb loading so here’s photographic proof. Cozumel 2018.

Lost Lake. Whistler, BC

Lost Lake. Whistler, BC

Fiesta Americana. Cozumel, 2018.

Fiesta Americana. Cozumel, 2018.

Below, you will find a gallery of public speaking, media and expo photos.

The photos below show a number of different Endurance Corner camps from over the years.

The gallery below include shots of friends and family from races, training sessions and otherwise.

Finally, the Brooke and J gallery.

Favorite Running Photos

Over the last two weeks, I have put together some of my favorite photos from swimming and cycling along with their backstories. This week, we move on to the run photos and their corresponding stories.

At the finish line of the 2000 Austin Marathon with my parents.

At the finish line of the 2000 Austin Marathon with my parents.

With my brother, Jason, at the finish line of the Austin Marathon.

With my brother, Jason, at the finish line of the Austin Marathon.

Final meters of the 2000 Austin marathon.

Final meters of the 2000 Austin marathon.

Finish time of the 2000 Austin Marathon: 4:14:15.

Finish time of the 2000 Austin Marathon: 4:14:15.

In the fall of 1999 I started my freshman year at Texas A&M University. At the time, I was regularly lifting weights, but not regularly involved in any endurance training. One day I was walking into the Rec Center and I saw a flyer advertising a run group that was going to start training for the Austin Marathon. It was suggested that anyone who wanted to join could do so as long as they were fit enough to run five miles. This was probably on Wednesday or Thursday and the group training was starting on Saturday. So I went out that night around 10:00 p.m. and ran a loop of the lower main campus. I wasn’t sure if it was 5 miles (it’s actually 4.4), but I figured it was close enough.

I met with group that Saturday for the first run (also five miles) and they gave me a training plan that consisted of 18 weeks, each with 4 daily designations of run targets (for ex: 3,5,3,10 would mean you run those distances on four days of the week). The longest run of the week we did as a group, but the other days were meant to be accomplished on your own time. Starting around week two, every single weekend I was running farther than I ever had in my life. I never wore a watch and just ran at a comfortable pace each day. As the weeks went by people naturally formed training partners/groups and I did most of my running with one other person and we were somewhere at the mid-to-back of the training group.

I had somewhat of a unorthodox approach to training. The three designated midweek runs were usually not not done until Wednesday, Thursday and Friday and I was often doing my final midweek run on Friday evening followed by a quick stop at 1-20 bars followed by a long run the next morning. Nevertheless, I remember always doing them. I did not skip sessions.

On race weekend, I traveled with my brother, Jason, to Austin and the night before the race I wanted to carb load so naturally we went to an all-you-can-eat BBQ joint (the famous Salt Lick). The next morning I had fruit loops and a Dr. Pepper and then I headed over to the start on the north side of town. I developed a slightly less cavalier nutrition plan as the years went by, BUT I felt great that day so you never know. As with the training, I did not wear a watch on race day so I just started out the run nice and easy and just cruised along to my first marathon finish in 4:14:15. I didn’t know if that was good or bad or somewhere in between, but it was the farthest I had ever run and something that I was personally very proud of.

After that race, I decided I wanted to keep running. And maybe start riding a bike regularly. And maybe learn how to swim.

Finishing my first triathlon, the Wool Capitol OLY distance race in San Angelo, Texas. I told some background about this race in my last post which you can find HERE.

Finishing my first triathlon, the Wool Capitol OLY distance race in San Angelo, Texas. I told some background about this race in my last post which you can find HERE.

Ironman California 2001.

Ironman California 2001.

This photo was taken at the finish line of my first Ironman: Ironman California in May 2001. There is a still a 70.3 in Oceanside, as many of you well know, which is essentially one loop of the two-loop Ironman course (although the run has changed a bit). At the time, there were not as many Ironman races available on the calendar. Ironman Canada had long been in existence in North America, but Ironman Lake Placid, Florida and California had only recently been added. I was still spending my summers working at Camp Longhorn so Ironman California made the most sense logistically, because it fell in the 2-3 week period between my final exams and the start of my summer job.

My preparation was mostly ad hoc and I saw the whole “Ironman thing” mostly as an adventure and likely nothing more than a bucket list sort of thing. For some reason, I had a goal of breaking 13 hours, but I didn’t even understand what that meant. I did manage to squeeze under the 13 hour mark and just barely finished before total darkness had set in. I don’t remember all my splits exactly, but I always remembered my run split: 4:59:58.

This race changed me profoundly. I did not end up seeing it as a bucket list event, but instead, I saw it as something I wanted to try and do well.

Ironman Florida 2003.

Ironman Florida 2003.

This photo was taken on the run during my second Ironman, Ironman Florida 2003. I finished this race in 9:20, more than 3.5 hours faster than my previous Ironman. Obviously a lot happened between the two races, but I won’t cover that here. I originally wrote a two-part article on Xtri.com that was later archived on endurancecorner.com which is now archived on Alan Couzens’ website. If you want to read more about the progression between these two races then I suggest checking out this article.

As for this photo:

Shortly after starting the run in Florida, I noticed someone was running in step with me, but right behind me and not beside me. I don’t remember if I ran up on this person of if they happened to run up on me. At any rate, this person stayed directly behind me until the last 10K of the run. We never spoke except once when he accidentally hit my foot (he apologized). At some point he fell off the pace and I never knew, or saw, who it was until this photo came back after the race some days later.

Additionally, this race occurred during my final semester at Texas A&M. On the first week of classes in September, I got a syllabus for my Entomology class and saw that there was an exam on the Friday before the race (in November). I went to the TA that day and told him that I had this race planned and asked if I could take the exam on a different day. He allowed me one grace day which meant I had to take the exam on Monday after the race. So I finished the race on Saturday, got up the next day and waited until about noon to claim my Kona slot and then got in my car to drive straight back to College Station (about 12 hours) in order to take an exam at 10:00 on Monday morning.

My parents had driven over to Florida to support me over the weekend and before I drove back they offered me any food I wanted to take for the drive. I grabbed a number of things including a big Planters tin of cashews. I ended up placing it behind the driver’s side seat and just sort of snacked on them the whole way. However, 12 hours of snacking means I ate about 10,000 calories of cashews. I woke up the next morning (short nap really) completely swollen and incredibly sore. I had to commute on my bike to class and I remember it being one of the more painful rides I’ve ever been on.

Ironman Hawai’i 2004. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Hawai’i 2004. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken on Palani Drive in Kona during the 2004 Ironman World Championship. This was the one, and only, time I raced there as an age grouper. Around mile 3 of the run, another age grouper (my AG) named Jose Jeuland came running up beside me and passed me. I wasn’t actually sure where I was in the AG, but based on how he was running I figured that he would either 1) win the AG or 2) blow up. He slowly pulled away, but once he was about 30 meters or so up the road I started to match the pace and I kept him in sight all the way back through town, all the way out the Queen K, all through the Energy Lab, and then back onto the Queen K. Around mile 21-22 I pulled along side him and we ran shoulder to shoulder until mile 24 when he put on an attack just before the Palani descent. I couldn’t cover the move, but I held the gap and tried to bridge on the downhill, but ultimately he beat me by less than ten seconds.

There was actually someone else up the road so we ended up being 2nd and 3rd in the AG.

Even though Jose got the better of me that day, I grew a lot as an athlete during that marathon because I took a chance on myself. I trusted both my instinct and my preparation which was a big step forward for me.

Ironman Florida 2005. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Florida 2005. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken at my last age group race: Ironman Florida 2005. I had two goals that race: to break nine hours and to break three hours on the marathon. I managed to do the first one (8:57), but not the second (3:05). It would take me two more years to finally dip under the 3-hour mark at IMFL 2007 (2:59:51).

I have no idea what edition the current Triathlete’s Training Bible (by Joe Friel) is on, but if you happen to have the 3rd Edition, you can read my race plan for this event on pages 168-170 in that book. Following my race in Hawai’i (the year before) I started working with Joe Friel as my coach. Up to that point, I had always been self-coached. In reading the race plan in his book, it’s clear to see how big of an impact he had on me by taking a much more professional and methodical approach to training and racing. My time with Joe warrants a much longer discussion, but his coaching, mentorship and friendship were instrumental in my further growth as an athlete.

Here are my notes in Training Peaks that I wrote after the race with the manual (no Garmin) run splits:

disregard the max HR of 187 on the file. That never happened. PT went out for last 20-25 miles, but it was strong riding, probably 220-240.

HR avgs for the Swim + T1 61:11 175 avg, 190 max

bike avgs on the PT

HR avg and splits on run:

mile 1 6:43 157 mile 2+3 13:36 160 mile 4 6:58 159 mile 5 6:50 160 mile 6 6:56 158 mile 7 6:40 161 mile 8 7:49 157 (one minute in toilet) mile 9 6:47 161 mile 10+11 13:24 161 mile 12 6:55 162 mile 13 6:45 162 mile 14 7:11 163 mile 15 6:59 161 mile 16 7:10 160 mile 17 7:23 158 mile 18 7:12 159 mile 19 7:21 158 mile 20 7:10 158 mile 21 7:18 157 mile 22 7:23 157 mile 23 7:35 157 mile 24 7:08 157 mile 25 7:26 158 mile 26.2 8:28 159 headwind out, tailwind back on each loop. The late slowness reflects fatigue as well as slow-moving aid stations because of crowds. I was making sure I got a good amount of cola down before picking it up again.

Ironman Canada (Penticton) 2008. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Canada (Penticton) 2008. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken at Ironman Canada in 2008 (Penticton, BC). This is probably around mile 3-4 of the run while I was still in town. If you look at my right hand, you’ll see a handful of gels. I always liked to take in a bunch of calories right at the start of the marathon, which was usually a gel at each aid station for the first 3 miles; essentially ~300 calories inside the first 20 minutes. Then I would usually shift to spreading out calories via gels, sports drink, cola, etc.

However, in this race I felt like I was on razor’s edge coming out of transition and after taking in those three gels I just didn’t feel like I had pulled myself out of potentially bonking. So I made a decision to keep taking in a gel every aid station until I felt like my energy levels stabilized. I realized I might be running the risk of getting sick to my stomach, but bonking wasn’t a great alternative either. I ended up taking in a gel for eight straight aid stations, so close to 800 calories inside the first hour of the run.

And it worked! I ended up breaking into the top 5 for the first time in a professional race and set a new run PR of 2:55:41.

Challenge Wanaka 2009. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Challenge Wanaka 2009. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken at the start of the marathon at Challenge Wanaka in 2009. When I look back on all my races, this is probably the race where I feel like I raced the hardest. I had a 60+ second deficit starting the bike that took me 120K to bridge up to (Chris McDonald leading). From 120K to 160K Chris and I broke away and put time into the rest of the field. I then bonked hard, lost 90 seconds (saved by coke at the final aid station), and bounced back trying to chase Chris on the run. The aid stations were spread out every 3-4K at this race and I was so caught up in the chase that I bonked AGAIN at about 32K into the run and could barely jog the final 10K. I also lost two spots because of that, falling from 2nd to 4th.

There were only so many races where I felt like the tank was absolutely, without-a-doubt empty and this one topped them all.

Crested Butte, Colorado 2009. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Crested Butte, Colorado 2009. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Challenge Wanaka 2010. Photo Credit: Molly Daerr

Challenge Wanaka 2010. Photo Credit: Molly Daerr

Jumping forward one year, this time to Challenge Wanaka in 2010. The photo on the left shows me on a training run four weeks out from the race (on Christmas day). The photo on the right is at the start of the second lap of the marathon (snapped by my sister-in-law, Molly Daerr). One the main lessons I learned from the year before was to look after myself (nutrition, hydration, etc.) more effectively on race day. I had a better nutrition built around the spread out aid stations and combined with good training, I managed to break 2:50 on the marathon for the first time and finished 2nd overall, my first professional podium.

While this race was technically in 2010 (January), it felt like the close of the 2009 season which had not gone well. I had been struggling for various reasons, while also under performing in races, and this felt like a major break through at the time.

I also got really sunburned. Training in Boulder in the winter did not prepare me for the New Zealand sunshine.

Ironman Florida 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Florida 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken by my Aunt Sherry at Ironman Florida in 2011. This is one my favorite photos from all the years of racing. To me, it perfectly captures how Brooke and I always worked as a team on the race course. Brooke not only supported me through all the training and preparation that went into each race, but she helped relay me information in real time. She provided me with race splits and other insights that I would have no way of knowing while racing. And particularly on days when I was struggling, her presence would help me work through my darkest inner demons.

I finished Ironman Florida in 3rd that day, running a new PR of 2:48:34. Ronnie Schildknecht, of Switzerland, won the race, becoming the first triathlete to break eight hours at a North American Ironman.

Ironman Texas 2012. Photo Credit: Corey Oliver

Ironman Texas 2012. Photo Credit: Corey Oliver

Ironman Texas 2012. Photo Credit: Corey Oliver.

Ironman Texas 2012. Photo Credit: Corey Oliver.

These two photo were taken about one second apart at Ironman Texas in 2012 by Corey Oliver. I had come off the bike in 7th or 8th place and had gradually moved up on the run over the first two loops (of three on the run course). Around mile 20 I moved into 3rd place and assumed that was probably going to be it for the day, but as I came upon mile 23 or so I got a split to 2nd place of ~1:40. Normally this would seem like an impossible gap to go across that late in the race, but I knew the gap had been around eight minutes at the end of loop two so I did my best to keep the pressure on. With about 800 meters to go, I moved into 2nd place. Because of the close proximity to the finish line, I went as hard as I could go so that there wouldn’t be a chance of a sprint finish. I ended up holding onto second place and ran a new marathon PR (by one second) in 90+ degree heat.

The next morning, the blisters on the bottoms of my feet were so bad that I couldn’t get down the stairs (was sleeping on the second floor) and I had to sit down to slide down to the first floor.

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This photo was taken by Corey Oliver at Ironman Texas in 2014, running over Lake Woodlands (near the beginning of the run loop, done 3x). This had to have been on loop two or three because my hat is turned around. I don’t normally run with my hat backwards, but the wind at the far end of the course was gusting so strongly that I flipped my hat around so that it wouldn’t blow away.

This day was a struggle. I wasn’t racing poorly, but it just felt like the entire day was taking every ounce of focus and energy I had to stay on course and it just wouldn’t ever let up. I’m not saying racing is ever particularly easy, but some days just seem like they are pushing back at you more than others. As I approached the end of lap two I saw a bunch of members of my family and I went and high-fived my nephew, Mason, who was only 3 years old at the time. That moment, while only brief, snapped me out of the funk I was in and I finally felt the push start to soften. I regained focus and started to work my way back into the race and in the final mile of the marathon I moved into 3rd place, taking the final podium spot on the day.

It’s amazing what the sight and sound from those who care about you can do to your mental attitude.

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This photo was taken by Nick Morales at Ironman Boulder in 2014. In 2013, Boulder experienced a catastrophic flood and huge portions of the Boulder Creek, and its infrastructure, had extensive damage. As a result of that, the run course in 2014 diverted off the path for a period of time and featured a hill that paralleled the Foothills Parkway that we had to run up and over four times during the marathon. This shot has me descending the north side of the hill.

I believe this shot was taken on the second loop, which would put it near the 20-mile mark. For 90% of this race, I was in 2nd place and it was only around mile 17-18 when I took the lead. My entire career had been spent chasing the leaders, so to be the leader was uncharted territory for me. The final 10K of the run was almost the more stressful part of the day because I didn’t want to do something to screw it all up. Fortunately, I held onto the lead and won the inaugural Ironman Boulder.

One of the great perks after winning the race was getting free pie from the Walnut Cafe.

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This shot was taken from Ironman Texas in 2016. That year, the bike course had to be changed from its original course after being denied access to Pct 2 of Montgomery County. A new course was created in the final six weeks and then a massive storm damaged a portion of that course forcing the new course to be shortened to 94 miles in the final two weeks.

Not only that, the day before the race, the water in the canal (final ~800 meters of the swim course) was deemed unfit to swim in forcing a change to the swim course. Might not have been a big deal except that the entire transition then had to moved as a result.

NOT ONLY THAT, but for anyone racing 10+ hours that day, a torrential thunderstorm came in, blew away the finish line and actually forced competitors to take shelter where they were and the race was paused for about an hour before resuming.

Hats off to the operational teams and race directors at Ironman Texas that weekend (and the weeks leading into it) because they had to put out more fires than they probably thought possible.

Back to this photo, before the race I got this small Garmin watch that had a foot step counting feature on it. I had only had the watch a few days so I hadn’t really messed around with it much, but apparently the default setting was set to go off every 10,000 steps to tell me “Goal Achieved!” As I was running, the watch would buzz the same way for both run splits and this goal setting so I don’t know which alert I’m actually checking in this shot.

Ironman Texas was the North American Championship that year and the field was absolutely stacked. It was easily the deepest field I have ever raced against that was not the World Championship. Going into the final loop of the run that day I was in 14th place and managed to move up 8 spots (one per mile) and finish 6th overall. Even though the placing wasn’t as high as some of my other IMTX’s, I was proud to have finished so highly in such a world-class field.

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This photo was taken at Ironman Cozumel in 2017. I was always loved racing Ironman Cozumel and I kept coming back because I felt like it was a race that I could do well at, but it always kicked my ass.

In 2010, my first attempt: I got very ill (not from racing, but something I ate or drank) and had to drop out of the race after just one loop of the run (of three).

In 2013, I got sick on race week and didn’t think I would be able to start. I actually almost passed out walking to the ferry in Playa Del Carmen two days before the race. I managed to recover enough to start and finished 6th overall, but it was rough.

In 2015, I pulled out of the race after one loop of the bike. It was my 4th Ironman in 20 weeks and I was just completely fried.

in 2017, my front bottle cage broke off and I accidentally broke off my rear cage (read about it more in this post) and then I got very ill on the run, losing a ton of ground in the final run loop and finishing in 8th place.

In 2018, I finally put together a decent race. I didn’t race quite up to my hopes, but I finished in 4th place after a very uneventful day with no drama.

I think in 2020, had Ironman Cozumel kept a pro field, I probably would have gone out there one last time. I was usually good at taking a hint, but there was something about this race that always drew me back no matter what had happened in the past.

Marathon Squared in Conroe, Texas, 2020. Photo Credit: Scott Flathouse.

Marathon Squared in Conroe, Texas, 2020. Photo Credit: Scott Flathouse.

This photo was taken at the final race of my career, Marathon Squared in Conroe, Texas (you can read more about it in this post). Lisa Roberts, running next to me, is a close friend who also retired from triathlon at the end of 2020. She is an athlete that I have admired and respected for many years and this photo shows us out running for one last time.

A great friend and athlete to share the final steps with.

some additional photos….

Wool Capitol Triathlon. San Angelo, Texas 2000.

Wool Capitol Triathlon. San Angelo, Texas 2000.

Ironman Lake Placid 2010

Ironman Lake Placid 2010

Ironman Hawai’i 2010. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Hawai’i 2010. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Jackie Hering and I running in Morrison, Colorado at Melissa Mantauk’s Training Camp. 2012.

Jackie Hering and I running in Morrison, Colorado at Melissa Mantauk’s Training Camp. 2012.

Ironman Texas 2012. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Texas 2012. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Wisconsin 2012. Photo Credit: Scott Varwig

Ironman Wisconsin 2012. Photo Credit: Scott Varwig

Ironman Texas 2013. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Texas 2013. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Boulder 2014. Photo Credit: Larry Rosa

Ironman Boulder 2014. Photo Credit: Larry Rosa

Ironman Hawai’i 2014. Photo Credit: Larry Rosa.

Ironman Hawai’i 2014. Photo Credit: Larry Rosa.

Ironman Hawai’i 2014.

Ironman Hawai’i 2014.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2015. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2015. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2015. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2015. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Switzerland Trail. Boulder, Colorado 2015. Photo Credit: Rob Mohr.

Switzerland Trail. Boulder, Colorado 2015. Photo Credit: Rob Mohr.

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2015.

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2015.

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2016.

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2016.

Ironman Chattanooga 2016.

Ironman Chattanooga 2016.

Boulder, Colorado 2017.

Boulder, Colorado 2017.

Gold Hill, Colorado 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Gold Hill, Colorado 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Ironman Lake Placid 2017.

Ironman Lake Placid 2017.

Photo Shoot for ON Running outside Houston, Texas 2018.

Photo Shoot for ON Running outside Houston, Texas 2018.

Before the West End 3K.

Before the West End 3K.

After the West End 3K.

After the West End 3K.

Boulder, Colorado 2018. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Boulder, Colorado 2018. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Cozumel. Pre-race. 2018. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Cozumel. Pre-race. 2018. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Hans and Frans. Boulder, Colorado 2019.

Hans and Frans. Boulder, Colorado 2019.

Boulder, Colorado 2019. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr.

Boulder, Colorado 2019. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr.

I’m not racing here. Doing some pace work for Jeff Fejfar at Ultraman Florida in 2020.

I’m not racing here. Doing some pace work for Jeff Fejfar at Ultraman Florida in 2020.

Marathon Squared in Conroe, Texas 2020. Photo Credit: Scott Flathouse.

Marathon Squared in Conroe, Texas 2020. Photo Credit: Scott Flathouse.

Interview with 303Triathlon

A couple weeks ago I saw down with Bill Plock, from 303Triathlon, to talk about my recent decision to retire from professional racing. You can see the full video below.

Justin Daerr recently announced his retirement as pro triathlete. This Boulder based athlete won the very first Ironman Boulder in 2014. The Texas native cam...

Favorite Cycling Photos

While I managed to only write a back story behind 10 swims photos, it looks like that got upped to 17 on this round of cycling photos. Once again, the photos are arranged chronologically as opposed to any sort of ranking system.

Cinco Ranch Triathlon, August 2000.

Cinco Ranch Triathlon, August 2000.

This photo was taken at the Cinco Ranch Triathlon in August of 2000. Cinco Ranch is a suburb on the west side of the greater Houston area. I’m not sure how big the race was at the time, but it seemed like a huge sprint triathlon in my memory. This was technically my second triathlon ever, but it’s the earliest cycling photo I could find. My first race took place about two weeks earlier in San Angelo, Texas at the Wool Capitol Triathlon (a race won by longtime pro and Texas Legend, Brandon Marsh).

That summer, I had been working at Camp Longhorn for 10 weeks straight (my CLH friends can make note of the 9-year ring I’m wearing on my right hand). I came home and used some of the money I had earned to buy that Jamis frame. It was a steel frame that was crazy heavy, had a threaded fork and a triple crankset. I hadn’t had the bike for more that one day when I was invited to go the San Angelo race that weekend. I had only been running during the summer, no riding or swimming, but went anyway. I was a little more prepared for the Cinco Ranch Race a few weeks later although I still don’t think I did any swim training. In order to encourage me to ride hard during the race I just shifted into the biggest gear I had and figured that would take care of itself.

I think I finished in the top-3 in my age group, but I was still in the M15-19 AG so there may have only been three of us in the race.

Climbing up to Falls Creek, Australia. Boxing Day 2008.

Climbing up to Falls Creek, Australia. Boxing Day 2008.

Falls Creek, Australia. Boxing Day 2008.

Falls Creek, Australia. Boxing Day 2008.

In the (North American) winter of 2008 I traveled down to train in Australia leading into Challenge Wanaka in January of 2009. Over the Christmas Holiday, Brooke flew down to visit for two weeks. On Boxing Day we did a 200K ride that included the climb to Falls Creek, a ski resort that sits around 5500 feet up in the hills. The first 100K of the ride was an easy group effort through various vineyards. I remember feeling like absolute death for every single one of those K’s. We stopped in Mt Beauty (small town) to eat lunch near the base of the climb. I avoided any real food and just drank a liter of coke or so instead. When we clipped back in we spun over to the base of the climb (climb was about 30K long) and I just decided to go for it from the base. For whatever reason, I came around and felt like a million bucks to the top. Goes to show you how quickly a day can turn around. The first photo is from somewhere on the climb and the second one is from the summit finish at Falls Creek.

Boulder, Colorado January 2010. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr.

Boulder, Colorado January 2010. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr.

This picture was taken by Brooke before a ride I did in early January of 2010. I was getting ready for Challenge Wanaka (IM distance race in Wanka, NZ) and was dealing with proper winter conditions in Boulder. I remember that I was doing three 50K loops (instead of a straight 150K ride) so that I could go back in our house and warm up a bit every ~90 minutes. Most of the folks I would be racing were training in New Zealand during their summer and I kept telling myself “the competition doesn’t care that it’s snowing.” In other words, they weren’t going to back off their training so I better get mine done too.

Three weeks later I finished in 2nd place, my first podium finish.

Approaching Windy Point on Mount Lemmon in Tucson, Arizona. February 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Approaching Windy Point on Mount Lemmon in Tucson, Arizona. February 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken by my Aunt Sherry while riding up Mount Lemmon at the 2011 Endurance Corner Tucson Camp. That year we had a major winter storm roll into Tucson and the snow levels came down to around 3000 feet. We stuck to our plan of doing our annual ride up Lemmon a couple days later, but it was still very cold and we were not sure how high we could get up based on the snow level, road conditions and the temperature.

I told the campers and coaches to start riding about ten minutes after me and as long as they didn’t see me they could keep riding. My plan was to get as high as safely possible and then call it. This photo was taken about 400 meters before I stopped. Once we reached Windy Point, around 6800 feet, the road was completely snowpacked and was actually closed to outside traffic.

The descent was ridiculously cold. Even though I have ridden in a lot of winter conditions, I will always remember that day as being one of the coldest on the bike while training.

Ironman Texas 2011.

Ironman Texas 2011.

This photo was taken around the halfway point of the bike at Ironman Texas in 2011. This was the first year of the event and it was also the North American Championship that year. Over the years, I probably used special needs more than some of the other pros I raced against. Most of my nutrition would be mixed in four bottles, so I would use two through the halfway point and then refresh them at special needs. This allowed me to just supplement with water on the bike course and not need to rely on calories at the aid stations.

However, the special needs hand offs were always a bit tricky as the bags were never easy to use on the fly. I dealt with this by always holding the bag with my teeth and quickly grabbing the two bottles inside. This photo captured that moment perfectly.

I went on to finish 7th that day, only moving into the top 10 in the last 8 miles of the run.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp, March 2013. Photo Credit: Jeff Fejfar.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp, March 2013. Photo Credit: Jeff Fejfar.

Ah, the Pepto photo. In 2013, there was a bad stomach virus going around the entire city of Tucson and during the annual Tucson camp it made its way through a number of campers and staff. On the penultimate day of camp I got the virus, but I didn’t get it nearly as bad as most people did. The next day we were riding to Kitt Peak and we were short staffed so I still rode, but my energy levels were very low. I actually had to pull over at mile 8 of the climb to stop and rest, and then I bailed on the final four miles of the climb. I descended back to the base and tried to drink several Sprites to get some energy in me before having to ride back to town.

That was a long day.

Lefthand Canyon in Boulder, Colorado, January 2014. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Lefthand Canyon in Boulder, Colorado, January 2014. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

This photo was taken in January of 2014 by Brooke. We had been having a pretty solid winter and lots of the roads were snowpacked so I decided to use my cross bike to do a point-to-point ride from Boulder to Brainard Lake (10,000 feet) where Brooke and I were planning to go snow shoeing. With the conditions being what they were I switched to flat pedals with trail (running) shoes as I frequently had to put a foot down when I would lose traction. Even though the speeds were slow because I was going uphill, it was still pretty sketchy the entire way.

Ironman Boulder 2014. Photo Credit: Nick Morales

Ironman Boulder 2014. Photo Credit: Nick Morales

This photo was taken by Nick Morales during Ironman Boulder in 2014. This is near the famous barn located at Nelson and Highway 36, probably 15-20K into the bike leg. In 2014, the bike was a one loop course that traveled north and east of Boulder. I had almost forgotten that I was actually having some issues at the start of this bike leg. Shortly after starting the ride, I was feeling very ill and I kept throwing up sporadically across the first 40K of the bike. Eventually I came around and resettled and ultimately went on to win the race that day.

I wanted to mention this because I think it can be easy to overlook the adversity that you can face even when a day is ultimately very successful. This is particularly the case with an Ironman or any other event of extended duration. It is never going to be a perfect day and I promise you that whoever has won the race that day has not won because they had no setbacks. They won in spite of them.

Base of Mount Lemmon. February 2015. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Base of Mount Lemmon. February 2015. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken by Aunt Sherry at the base of Mount Lemmon during the 2015 Endurance Corner Tucson Camp. I was waiting on a group to show up and this guy with his puppy just cruised on by. I like this photo as I am in a super serious mood looking for others while this eccentric fella and his pup are just living their best lives.

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2015

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2015

This photo was taken in 2015 on the first major climb of the Ironman Whistler bike course, Callaghan Rd. We started the race before the rain started, but as we exited the water, it was a torrential downpour. And being in the mountains of the PNW, this was not a warm rain. Temperatures were under 40 degrees at the top of Callaghan and the rain did not let up for most of the ride. The bike course had a lot of climbing so I was able to generate heat when going uphill, but then it was absolutely freezing on every descent.

Earlier that year I had gotten pneumonia and had to withdraw from Ironman Texas in May. I was pretty beat up from the illness and it took a long time to recover. By the time this race came around it felt like most of the season was gone which I believe ended up helping me deal with the miserable conditions because I wanted to finish a race so badly. I ended finishing 3rd that day and was hobbling across the line as my hamstring had tightened up so badly from the cold. In fact, my hamstring continued to get overly tight for years after that day. It never manifested into something I couldn’t manage, but it had never been an issue before that day.

That was, by far, the harshest conditions I ever raced in over twenty years.

Ironman Mont Tremblant 2015. Photo Credit: Korupt Vision

Ironman Mont Tremblant 2015. Photo Credit: Korupt Vision

This photo was taken in the final kilometers of the Ironman Tremblant bike course in 2015. Following Ironman Canada (Whistler) in 2015, I decided to race Ironman Mont Tremblant three weeks later. I wasn’t really sure what to expect by racing the two events so closely together. I had a fairly laid back attitude towards the race and it ended up serving me well. As the day progressed I kept moving up and ended up taking 2nd place. Racing to back-to-back podiums at Whistler and Tremblant was a major accomplishment for me personally. It is one of my proudest moments from my career, particularly because Whistler was so cold and Tremblant ended up being very hot. Racing well at either extremes was something I took a lot of pride in.

Ironman Lake Placid 2017. Photo Credit: Quique Nagle.

Ironman Lake Placid 2017. Photo Credit: Quique Nagle.

This was photo was taken by Quique Nagle at Ironman Lake Placid in 2017. This was in the final few miles of the second loop. In the weeks before this race, I wasn’t in the best headspace and had only decided to race about two weeks out. When I got into town, some of my friends had shown up to surprise me and support me on the weekend. I was extraordinarily grateful for them doing that. Brent McMahon absolutely crushed the race that day, breaking the course record. I was fortunate to grab the last spot on the podium and finish in 3rd.

Ironman Cozumel 2017. Photo Credit: Nick Morales.

Ironman Cozumel 2017. Photo Credit: Nick Morales.

This photo was taken at Ironman Cozumel in 2017 by Nick Morales. If you look really closely, you will see that I don’t have a bottle on my front end. Shortly before this photo was taken, my front cage bolts went loose and it fell off so I had nowhere to put any bottles I took from the course. The hydration unit on the bike was filled with a calorie-dense mix I had made so it wasn’t really for regularly drinking as each sip was sort of like taking in a gel.

As a result I decided to hammer as hard as I could to the next aid station where I would hop off and remove the spare kit that I had on my rear cage (seen pictured). I got to the aid station, hopped off the bike and went to pull the spare kit out, but my adrenaline was so high that I broke that cage off as well in the process. Not knowing what to do I quickly grabbed two bottles of water, chugged them and got back on the course. The rest of the way I managed to store the bottles in a pocket and in my kit which is what I should have done in the first place, but my problem solving skills were somewhat diminished at the time.

I still had a good ride and came off the bike in 4th or 5th place, but I faded hard on the run with some stomach problems and finished the day in 8th place.

Ironman Texas 2018. Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian.

Ironman Texas 2018. Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian.

This photo was taken by Aaron Palaian on the Hardy Toll Road portion of the Ironman Texas bike course in 2018. I didn’t race particularly well that day, but this is an awesome photo. One thing worth mentioning is this: if you look at my left knee you will notice some blood. That’s because I crashed earlier that day… …mounting my bike. As I was coming out of transition I hadn’t pulled my top on completely so it was sort of hindering my elbow. As I mounted the bike and flung my leg over, I knew something wasn’t right. I can’t remember exactly how it happened, but I definitely remember that I was 100% certain that “Shit, I’m going to crash.”

And I did.

That was the one and only time I ever crashed while mounting my bike. I did crash while trying to tighten my shoe once at the Lake George Triathlon in 2006, but no one saw it because it was on a hidden bike path.

St Vrain Road in Boulder, Colorado. June 2018. Photo Credit: Jeff Thoren.

St Vrain Road in Boulder, Colorado. June 2018. Photo Credit: Jeff Thoren.

This photo was taken by Jeff Thoren during a photo shoot for Ventum in Boulder in 2018. It was two days after Ironman Boulder so I was extremely sore and had some massive cankles that thankfully are cropped out of this photo. The bike we were using was a stock bike for display so we only had one gear to use which was the 54 x 11. We did most of the shoot going downhill as the gear was too big to get up to speed. I also remember the position was set very aggressively so most of the time I was just looking down as I had to crane my neck too much to see straight for long periods of time. Nevertheless, Jeff took some awesome shots and a video from this shoot appeared regularly as a commercial during a lot of Ironman’s race coverage.

Bear Lake Brawl 2020. Photo Credit: Paul Higgins.

Bear Lake Brawl 2020. Photo Credit: Paul Higgins.

This photo was taken by Paul Higgins at the Bear Lake Brawl, probably on the Idaho side of the border (lake is half in Utah, half in Idaho), but I’m not entirely sure. About 2+ weeks prior the Professional Triathlon Organization added a prize purse and pro field to this local event. At the beginning of the summer, I had some real hope that some races might return in the fall of 2020, but as COVID cases increased across the country most major events were cancelled and I assumed that I would not race any triathlons at all in 2020.

My last triathlon had been in August 2019 which was a DNF at Ironman Mont Tremblant. Early in 2020, I had essentially made plans to only race through the end of the year so without Bear Lake I was ostensibly going to end my career with a DNF. The Bear Lake Brawl ended up having some windy, cold, rainy conditions, but I was really happy to have one last opportunity to complete a race.

This ended up being the final triathlon of my career.

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Here are some additional photos I wanted to share:

Ironman Canada 2008. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Canada 2008. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Special Needs, Ironman Arizona 2008.

Special Needs, Ironman Arizona 2008.

Challenge Wanaka 2009

Challenge Wanaka 2009

Rolling out to Kitt Peak on Ajo Highway outside Tucson, Arizona. March 2010. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Rolling out to Kitt Peak on Ajo Highway outside Tucson, Arizona. March 2010. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Rolling into Granby, Colorado. August 2010. Photo Credit: Jen Couzens.

Rolling into Granby, Colorado. August 2010. Photo Credit: Jen Couzens.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Head down at Ironman Texas 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr.

Head down at Ironman Texas 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr.

Start of the bike at Ironman Florida, 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr.

Start of the bike at Ironman Florida, 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr.

Ironman Texas 2013. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Texas 2013. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Photo Bomb at the Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2014. Photo Credit: Stephen Kowal.

Photo Bomb at the Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2014. Photo Credit: Stephen Kowal.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2014. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2014. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Wildflower 2014. Photo Credit: Mark Pietrofesa

Wildflower 2014. Photo Credit: Mark Pietrofesa

Ironman Boulder 2014. Photo Credit: Nick Morales.

Ironman Boulder 2014. Photo Credit: Nick Morales.

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2015

Ironman Canada (Whistler) 2015

Rocky Mountain National Park, May 2016.

Rocky Mountain National Park, May 2016.

Rocky Mountain National Park, May 2016.

Rocky Mountain National Park, May 2016.

Top of Madera Canyon outside Tucson, Arizona. February 2017.

Top of Madera Canyon outside Tucson, Arizona. February 2017.

Mico: The World Famous Lab. Houston Texas. April 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Mico: The World Famous Lab. Houston Texas. April 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Memorial Park in Houston, Texas. April 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Memorial Park in Houston, Texas. April 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Loveland Pass, June 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr. Arapahoe Basin Ski Resort in the background.

Loveland Pass, June 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr. Arapahoe Basin Ski Resort in the background.

Keebler Pass, heading into Crested Butte, Colorado. June 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Keebler Pass, heading into Crested Butte, Colorado. June 2017. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr

Ironman Boulder 2018. Photo Credit: Jeff Thoren

Ironman Boulder 2018. Photo Credit: Jeff Thoren

Ironman Boulder 2019. Photo Credit: Justin Diamond.

Ironman Boulder 2019. Photo Credit: Justin Diamond.

Boulder, Colorado July 2019. Photo Credit: Justin Diamond.

Boulder, Colorado July 2019. Photo Credit: Justin Diamond.

Sunshine Canyon in Boulder, Colorado. July 2020. Photo Credit: Chris Leiferman

Sunshine Canyon in Boulder, Colorado. July 2020. Photo Credit: Chris Leiferman

Favorite Swim Photos

As I mentioned earlier this week on SM, I will be posting some of my favorite photos from my racing career over the next few weeks. I’m going to divide them up in swim/bike/run categories as well as a more general/miscellaneous category at the end. Over the last couple weeks, I tried to consolidate all the photos I have from various places: phones, computer, google, etc. into one place to go through them all. In terms of volume, I have substantially more photos from the back half of my career simply because cellphones became cameras. Prior to that, you needed an actual camera so most shots I have are limited to races where someone sent me the shots they took.

In choosing the photos, I looked beyond just the quality of the photo itself and have tried to choose photos that have a personal memory to me and a story behind it. With that said, here are the photos I have chosen of the swim. They are listed in chronological order as opposed to any sort of ranking system.

And here they are:

Ironman Hawai’i 2004

Ironman Hawai’i 2004

This photo is from the swim exit of Ironman Hawai’i in 2004. It was my first time racing Kona and the only time I raced as an age grouper. A couple things stick out to me in this photo. One is the fact that there is no swimskin of any sort. I think some professionals wore some over-the-kit suits, but speedos/swimsuits were more of the norm. The second thing that sticks out to me are the race numbers. Back then, they would use these sponge numbers that you had to get in transition that morning. It was a pretty laborious task for the volunteers so props to them for doing all that work.

I don’t remember my exact swim time, but it was 1:04:xx and probably just inside the top 500 so I had some work to do on the bike and run. I ended up finishing 3rd in my AG and was the first American age group finisher. The two athletes that finished ahead of me in my AG all turned pro, as did I ,and we raced against each other many times, particularly Joe Jeuland of France who came in 2nd in the AG.

Ironman Canada, Penticton 2008. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Canada, Penticton 2008. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken by my Aunt Sherry at the start of Ironman Canada in Penticton (2008). Ironman Canada was set to return to Penticton in 2020 (postponed for COVID) after spending 2013-2019 in Whistler. The main reason I chose this photo is because it’s a start line that I almost missed. I had been in a rather lengthy porta potty line and had to sprint to the starting line. I got up to the start line with less than 30 seconds until the gun went off. No need to warm up because my heart rate was already 100% of max. Over the years, I had a recurring dream about missing the swim start and it’s probably because of this race.

One other thing you will notice is the rope above the swim pack. This race had a waist/chest deep water start and in order to hold the line and avoid any creeping they would have the rope drawn across the starting line. Then at the last second, they would pull the rope just as the starting gun/cannon was fired.

This was a big breakthrough race for me as I finished in the top five for the first time ever.

Challenge Wanaka 2009. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Challenge Wanaka 2009. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

This photo was taken at Challenge Wanaka (Ironman distance) in January of 2009 (Wanaka, New Zeland). Challenge had originally chosen Queenstown to host an IM distance race, but ended up moving it across the pass to Wanaka. It is one of the most stunning locations I have ever visited, racing or otherwise.

The night before the race it rained heavily and transition the next morning was essentially flooded. However, the morning of the race was perfect: no rain and completely calm. We started the race in those conditions, but then the wind kicked up and the second half of the swim was extremely rough. In the final 1000 meters or so my swim cap came off and my hair was long enough that I was really struggling to sight at all. I lost the pack that I was in by 20-30 seconds and I vowed from that day forward to never race with long hair. I broke that vow late in my career, but I would tie my hair back just in case. That was the only race I ever lost a swim cap in.

Ironman Wisconsin 2012 with Blake Becker

Ironman Wisconsin 2012 with Blake Becker

This shot is from Ironman Wisconsin 2012 shortly after exiting the water and getting ready to run up the helix. The transition is at the top and it required you to run up the parking garage ramps. It is definitely one of the hardest transitions and adds an extra dynamic to the race that makes it quite unique. I chose this photo primarily because it includes Blake Becker, a Madison native. Blake was, and is still is, one of my closest friends and we did countless races and training camps together going back to 2006.

I raced Ironman Wisconsin a few times over the years and often ended up there because of some unforeseen circumstance. In this particular year, I had this freak foot injury occur in June causing me to withdraw from Ironman New York (a one-time event in 2012) and shift my focus to Ironman Wisconsin instead. I never put together a complete race in Madison, but I always liked racing there. I especially enjoyed spending the day after the race in the beer garden of The Great Dane in downtown Madison.

In this particular year I finished 4th, my highest placing of three IM Wisconsin races (2009, 2012,2017).

Ironman Texas 2013. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Texas 2013. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

I grew up in Houston, Texas and the closest thing I ever had to a hometown Ironman was when Ironman Texas was added in 2011 in The Woodlands (which ironically now is the hometown of my brother and his family). The swim was a one loop course with the final 800+ meters down a narrow canal. As a result, spectators could sometimes only be a few feet away which is why this photo came out so clearly. Ironman Texas took place on the third weekend in May from 2011-2016 before it moved to April. It was always hot, but in 2013 it was HOT. When I walked outside at 5:00 a.m. to drive to the race site it was already over 80 degrees. The swim was the only cool part of the day.

Additionally, this was the first time I was given bib number one as you can see on my swim cap. The previous year’s champion, Jordan Rapp, had not come back to race so I was the highest returning finisher (2nd in 2012).

Ironman Hawai’i 2014.

Ironman Hawai’i 2014.

This photo was taken during the swim at Ironman Hawai’i. I have no idea when it was taken, but it was most likely late in the swim since I’m probably directing behind one person (why I’m looking forward) as opposed to a big pack. This swim itself wasn’t very memorable, but the transition was.

As I exited the swim, I rushed through transition trying to get out on the course before the group I had come out with. I managed to have the fastest T1 of all the pro field.

However,

As I started the ride I made my way up to the Queen K and I couldn’t help but notice that my race kit felt EXTREMELY tight. It was then that I realized I had never taken my swimskin off. I had to pull over and make a quick change, losing all the time (and more) that I had gained from a speedy T1.

I finished the 2014 race in 25th place.

A few days before Ironman Canada, Whistler, 2016.

A few days before Ironman Canada, Whistler, 2016.

This photo was taken before a training swim at Lost Lake in Whistler, BC. In 2015, Jenny (pictured) and Rob Ferris moved to Boulder. Jenny started swimming at the Colorado Athletic Club shortly after getting into town. She showed up to Masters swim session one day; I was leading the lane and shortly after starting a main set I could easily see she was substantially faster than me and suggested she take over leading. Turns out she was an All-American swimmer from the University of Minnesota as well as an Olympic Trials swimmer (200 free).

Jenny and Rob became great friends and in 2016 Rob raced Race Across America (a nonstop cross country bike race) and after they came back to town, I suggested they come with me and Brooke to Ironman Canada. After a day of travel we walked to this lake to do a short training swim. Jenny was a medley swimmer in addition to being a mid and distance freestyler. In this photo, we were comparing breaststroke techniques. I’ll let you all decide who has the superior one.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp, 2017. Photo Credit: Jeff Fejfar.

Endurance Corner Tucson Camp, 2017. Photo Credit: Jeff Fejfar.

This photo was taken after a training session during the Endurance Corner Tucson Camp in 2017 (University of Arizona Rec Center). If you look at my left hand, you’ll notice that my middle finger has a splint on it. A few weeks prior I went for a morning run and it was a bit cold (in Boulder) so I was wearing compression socks. After finishing the run, I was pushing the sock off my foot and all of a sudden there was this odd feeling in my hand. I looked down and my finger was drooping and I couldn’t move it. It didn’t hurt really, but I knew this wasn’t good.

I went down to the Urgent Care and they splinted my finger. Apparently, I had torn a ligament in my finger and if I didn’t keep it splinted for six weeks I might risk having to have surgery. So over the next six weeks I devised a number of different splints to keep my finger in place. Swimming was the most complicated as I had to use a splint and PT tape to keep it in place. It might not seem like much, but not having full strength in my middle finger affected my swimming pretty noticeably and even after it healed it took quite some time to get back to full strength.

Moral of the story, be careful when you take off your socks.

Ironman Texas, 2018. Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian

Ironman Texas, 2018. Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian

This photo was taken as I exited the swim at Ironman Texas in 2018. The photographer, Aaron Palaian, was a Houston race director that I had gotten to know when he ran the Escape from Kemah triathlon, which I first raced in 2011 and continued to race for a couple more years. While it’s not pictured, I’m going to allude to the 2013 edition of the Kemah race.

In 2013, I was looking for a race to do prior to Ironman Texas and decided to fly down and race. The night before the race there was a torrential thunderstorm and around 4:00 a.m. we got an email saying the race was on, but the bike was cancelled. The race would only be the swim and run. I actually had a pretty good race for me for a non-bike OLY distance, but a bunch of ITU dudes dusted me pretty solidly. I think I finished 9th.

What I actually remember about it was that I packed my bike, built my bike, didn’t ride my bike, repacked my bike and then the airline lost my bike. It was a high drama weekend for my bike with zero miles logged.

On another note, a couple months ago Kevin Collington and I were running and we started talking about that race and I didn’t even realize he had won that race so here’s a belated Congrats to Kevin for taking the 2013 Kemah title.

Marathon Squared 2020. Photo Credit: Scott Flathouse

Marathon Squared 2020. Photo Credit: Scott Flathouse

This photo was taken in Lake Conroe during the Marathon Squared event in October 2020. In June of 2020, Tim Floyd (of Magnolia Masters in The Woodlands, TX) reached out to me to ask if I would be interested in doing an event in October he had been wanting to put together. Tim was already planning to put on a small 10K open water event, but he pitched the idea of adding a marathon run afterwards. In swimming, the 10K is called the “marathon,” thus you have the Marathon Squared. I was intrigued by the idea and told him I would do it despite the fact that I hardly swam at all for the past three months because of pool shutdowns.

Over the summer, I really struggled to find pool time to train and it was really only in the final 3 weeks that I was able to do some swims beyond about 3500 meters. Nevertheless, I actually ended up feeling pretty good in the swim and ironically, the run was where I struggled, despite being well prepared for that leg of the race.

While this was technically not a swim-bike-run triathlon, I consider this to be my last race as a professional triathlete. I did my first race in San Angelo Texas in August of 2000 and my last race in Conroe, Texas in October of 2020. Twenty years well spent.

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To close, here are some additional photos that I really like:

Race Start, World’s Toughest Triathlon. Auburn, California 2004. Photo Credit: Jason Daerr

Race Start, World’s Toughest Triathlon. Auburn, California 2004. Photo Credit: Jason Daerr

Ironman Florida, 2006. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr.

Ironman Florida, 2006. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr.

Ironman Florida exit, 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Ironman Florida exit, 2011. Photo Credit: Sherry Daerr

Colorado Athletic Club, 2013?? Photo Credit: Erin Hansel.

Colorado Athletic Club, 2013?? Photo Credit: Erin Hansel.

Jeff Fejfar and I selfie. Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2013

Jeff Fejfar and I selfie. Endurance Corner Tucson Camp 2013

Sprint training, Magnolia Masters Training Camp, 2016 in The Woodlands, Texas. Photo Credit: Tim Floyd.

Sprint training, Magnolia Masters Training Camp, 2016 in The Woodlands, Texas. Photo Credit: Tim Floyd.

Fiesta Americana in Cozumel, Mexico, 2018. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr.

Fiesta Americana in Cozumel, Mexico, 2018. Photo Credit: Brooke Daerr.

Ultraman Florida 2020 - Crew Chief for Jeff Fejfar

Last week I traveled down to Clermont/Orlanda, FL to work as Crew Chief for Jeff Fejfar at Ultraman Florida. I have been coaching Jeff since 2013, but this was the first time I had been part of any Ultra crew, for him or anyone else. I had initially hoped to be part of an UM crew prior to taking on a role as a crew chief, but that never quite worked out. Fortunately, I have numerous friends and colleagues that have raced, coached and crewed for these events so I was familiar with a lot of aspects of the race despite my lack of personal experience.

Jeff is an experienced racer across all distance of triathlons so while we were approaching this race with a healthy respect for just finishing the thing, we also had intentions of trying to do so as quickly as possible. For those unfamiliar with the event, it goes as follows:

Day One: 10K swim + 92 mile bike.

Day Two: 172 mile bike.

Day Three: Double marathon run; 52.4 miles.

Each day has a time limit of 12 hours. While the race is broken into stages, it is the combined times of the three days that determines the final placing. All athletes have a support crew for logistics; feeding, mechanicals, navigation, etc. The normal rules of the road apply, so any stop signs, stop lights, etc. must be followed. In the case of the bike, this meant unclipping and putting one foot on the ground before proceeding forward.

Jeff ended up finishing 3rd overall (2nd male) and while there is always room for improvement, I felt as though his performance was very good; particularly because each day had dark moments that he had to work through and he was always able to right the ship. In this post, I won’t go over the details of Jeff’s race, as he can speak best to that aspect of the experience. Instead, I’ll discuss the plan and logistics from the vantage point of the crew.

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Prior to the Race.

The Crew.

The crew consisted of three people including me, Darryl Lehtola and Rich Reed. Rich had experience racing and crewing for Ultramans and Rich had crewed UMFL the previous year. The three of us had never worked together before and we all came from different places, but that didn’t matter. I could not have asked for two better people to be partnered with. Each of us brought our own set of skills to the table, but more importantly, everyone was very calm and even. No one ever got rattled and a rhythm was quickly established once we got rolling. More on the crew and everyone’s role a little later.

NUTRITION PLAN.

Before the race started, I asked Jeff to write out a three day nutrition plan on google drive. While I knew that adjustments could, and would, be made, I felt it was best to have a template laid out to work directly from. My assumption was that a plan could account for the first 2/3 or so of each day and then we could move to working more off feel and intuition in the closing miles.

After Chris McDonald won UMFL in 2019, I remember him telling me that he got so tired on the last day that he didn’t even want to say what he wanted out loud. He thought that if bottles were color coordinated with what they had in them, he could just point to what he wanted. I remembered this suggestion and we had four different bottle categories.

Blue and Red 24 oz bottles had different sports drink mixes (EFS and GU Roctane).

All 20 oz bottles were water, regardless of color.

A 20 oz bottle with EVERY MAN JACK on it was dubbed the “boom sauce” bottle which would either be red bull, coke or some other style of energy drink.

Jeff also divided up the solid foods into two-hour bags for each day with various amounts of gels, blocks, bars, etc. This wasn’t meant to be perfect, but it gave us an idea of what to use with plenty of additional sports nutrition laid out in boxes in the back of the car.

THE CAR.

We were fortunate to have Jeff’s personal vehicle since he lives in Florida. In the car, we had two sets of drawers with medical supplies, sun screen, vaseline, etc and another with more bike specific components: chains, tubes, tires, etc. We had two coolers: one specifically for sports nutrition and one that was more general (on day three we used it only for ice). We had one 5 gallon water cooler with water and several boxes of sports nutrition as well as food for the crew. We also had several spare wheels for flats, a bike pump and a spare bike on a bike rack out back (bike changes are only allowed with catastrophic events, not for strategic reasons).

MEALS MADE BEFORE RACE DAY.

Jeff and I did a big grocery shop on Wednesday before the race (Race starts on Friday). I told him that it would be best to have all dinners planned out and he came up with two crock pot recipes as well as the idea of making numerous breakfast burritos to store in the fridge to use throughout the weekend. When we got back we made about 20 breakfast burritos that we wrapped in foil. Then we prepped two crock pots meals with all the ingredients and put them in the fridge. All we had to do was plug in the crock pots on each race morning before we left and dinner would be ready when we got back. This was hugely helpful as everyone was tired and hungry when finished each day and this was one less thing to worry about.

CREW ROLES.

While all three of us did everything and anything needed, we had a few primary roles where we each took the lead.

I was the driver and was tracking the nutrition to make sure we were staying on plan.

Rich was running lead on navigation and making sure we knew each turn, how long the next leg was, what to expect, etc. Rich was also the kayaker on day one which was a crucial role that he had experience with.

Darryl was in charge of prepping everything for the next hand off and was typically the first out of the car to be ready for Jeff. Darryl is also a bike mechanic so I told him that in case of any bike problem we would let him take the lead and do whatever he needed us to.

DAY ONE

The first leg of the race involves a 10K swim followed immediately by a 92 mile bike; the only day involving two different sports. The race provides kayaks to all participants, but they are not all the same. Rich has raced and crewed Ultramans before and he wanted to arrive early on this day in order to have the best pick of the kayaks.

The nutrition plan for the swim was to be administered in 15 minute blocks. The goal was for Rich to get Jeff a bottle every 15 minutes and for each bottle to be finished after 45 minutes. Jeff is a good swimmer, so this was going to come out somewhere between: more than 3 bottles and less than 4. Rich had additional calories if needed (all in a cooler) and he dressed in a bright colored pink wig (which he rocked all day) to help with the sighting in the initial phases.

The swim conditions were perfect to begin with, but around the 1:15 mark the winds picked up and it started to rain hard as well. The lake became very rough so Rich’s decision to get one of the bigger kayaks ended up being a great strategic decision. Jeff finished in 2:42 (solid swim), but Rich was pretty cold and wet by the time it was over.

I told Jeff not to run at all during transition, just to walk smoothly. He did a full kit change in the bathroom and then Darryl had his shoes, socks and bike waiting at the mount line.

At this point it was time to transition to sagging Jeff on the bike. We ended up taking a bit too long in getting out onto the road and catching up to Jeff. This might not have been an issue if the course was on a road where we could travel quickly. The opening stages were on some back roads so it took us longer than we wanted to catch him. In the end, it did not end up being a problem, but in the future, I would have targeted a much quicker turnaround for us.

Given that the ride was ‘only’ 92 miles, we didn’t have too many hiccups and we were able to make good hand offs for most of the day. This was the only day Jeff had some GI challenges which I would attribute to the long swim that also ended up being very rough. One common suggestion I have heard from athletes and coaches about Ultraman is to “take the swim very seriously” in your training. It can be easy to overlook the importance of the swim given the weight and duration of the bike and run, but the effects of swimming 10K are huge. Jeff was the first male out of the water and was still having some ill effects of having done such a long, challenging swim prior to a bike.

Jeff finished the ride in a little over 4 hours and under 7 hours for the day. Before the day started, I told Jeff that following the end of days one and two he needed to immediately focus on his recovery. We would hand him a recovery drink once he finished and he could start getting a massage (provided by the race). As he was getting a massage, we would pack up the car and as soon as he was finished we got him in the car and headed back home. This was the same routine for day two. Additionally, we would refill with gas before returning to the the hotel.

With dinner already prepared, the crew just needed to clean up the car and prep the nutrition bottles and inventory for the next day.

DAY TWO

Day two was a 172 mile bike ride beginning at 7:00 a.m. This day would be longer (in duration) than day one and my assumption was that this would be the most challenging day for the crew (and day three, the double marathon, would be the most challenging for Jeff). On the day one bike, we stayed pretty much on plan for nutrition, but I knew that a ride lasting nearly eight hours would have a lot more variability in the back half.

All in all, I thought that day two ended up going fairly smoothly from the crew’s perspective. The primary hiccup we had was when Jeff got a rear flat around mile 75-80 when he was close to Sugarloaf for the second time. Fortunately, Jeff flatted close to us ,and while it wasn’t a pro level TdF type of change, we did it rather quickly. Knowing that Darryl had the lead in this situation made it easier to know what to do when this happened.

As we got later into the day, the main shift we made was making new water available all the time. It was starting to get warmer so water so not only being used to hydrate, but also to cool. We also made use of any stop sign or stoplight to change out bottles. Since he had to stop anyway, we used those stops to our advantage to keep him topped off.

The closing miles were definitely tough and we went heavy on coke in the last hour or so. Jeff finished the day just under eight hours in 7:58. We then went into the same routine: recovery drink, massage, return home, dinner, next day prep, bed.

Day Three

The Double Marathon. Between the three members of the crew and Jeff, only Rich had run this far before. The general plan was to try and get to the second marathon without feeling totally wrecked and to then manage everything as best we could to the finish.

Jeff had been doing lots of long runs with a hydration vest so we actually opted to have him use that until we got to the Clay Road (mile 25). Jeff’s wife Wendy made this suggestion and it turned out to be a good one. At that point, it would be very easy to always be with him and there wouldn’t be any problems getting him fluid and nutrition.

Additionally, pacers are allowed after the first mile, so nearly the entire way. Our plan was for me to start running with him around mile 5-6. The first section was a no feed zone where I would run all 4 miles with him, but after that the idea was for me to run 2 miles, take a mile off, and keep that rolling as long as needed. On the second half there would be more opportunities for Rich to do more pace work as well.

We also had multiple shoes, socks and clothing options available. We ended up making two shoe and sock changes (mile 25 and miles 41ish) as well as swapping out his singlet with a new one as needed (we would dry one as it hung out the car window).

Jeff did very well through about mile 28-29, ticking off the miles, had a dark spot from about mile 29-33, then bounced back and had another solid ten miles stretch, then the final 8-9 miles were all about gutting it out. That second marathon is the real deal. You could see and feel the discomfort and challenges the athletes were pushing themselves through. Much respect for all of them for getting to the finish line.

Jeff finished up the day in 8:15; leading to a total three day combined time of 23:04:04; good enough for 3rd Overall (2nd Male) behind Steven Keller (1st OA/1st Male) and Dede Griesbauer (2nd OA/1st Female).

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Crewing for Jeff ended up being a wonderful experience. Typically, when you are supporting an athlete racing, there is a lot you can help with before and after the event, but next to nothing you can directly do while they are racing. In this case, you get to have a direct impact the entire time someone is racing. Racing an Ultraman is an exceptional challenge and requires an athlete to dig deep within themselves. Helping Jeff see this through and pull everything out of himself is not only something he can be proud of, but something we can as well.

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If you ever get the chance to crew an Ultraman, I suggest you give it a go. The experience is unlike any other and the friends you make will feel like family amongst the Ultraman Ohana.

-justin

Prepping the breakfast burritos.

Prepping the breakfast burritos.

Prepping the dinners.

Prepping the dinners.

Highly recommend two coffee makers. This is not the time to go light on java.

Highly recommend two coffee makers. This is not the time to go light on java.

Pre-race brunch and meeting.

Pre-race brunch and meeting.

All racers and their crews.

All racers and their crews.

You’d think this was post race, but it was the night before. I guessing prep work is tiring.

You’d think this was post race, but it was the night before. I guessing prep work is tiring.

Darryl and Rich. Couple solid dudes right there.

Darryl and Rich. Couple solid dudes right there.

Race morning

Race morning

Last minute advice

Last minute advice

Rich leading the way.

Rich leading the way.

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T minus five minutes.

T minus five minutes.

End of day one.

End of day one.

Day two lineup.

Day two lineup.

Day two roll out.

Day two roll out.

Nearing Sugarloaf for the second time. This was actually just before the flat tire.

Nearing Sugarloaf for the second time. This was actually just before the flat tire.

About 25K before the finish on day two.

About 25K before the finish on day two.

Early morning miles. Around mile 10-11 of the double marathon

Early morning miles. Around mile 10-11 of the double marathon

Changing out the hydration pack.

Changing out the hydration pack.

The famous (infamous?) clay road. Approaching mile 30 or so.

The famous (infamous?) clay road. Approaching mile 30 or so.

Rich pacing Jeff through the last ten miles of the day.

Rich pacing Jeff through the last ten miles of the day.

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Darryl with a water bottle hand off.

Darryl with a water bottle hand off.

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Crossing the finish line in Windermere.

Crossing the finish line in Windermere.

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Enough said.

Enough said.


Magnolia Masters 2015-2020

Back in late 2014, I came in contact with Tim Floyd of Magnolia Masters based in The Woodlands, Texas. Tim was putting together an early season swim-focus camp in January of 2015 and had invited me to join them. I decided to go down and join the camp and have been periodically returning to The Woodlands to do various training blocks over the years. I returned to the January camps in 2016 and 2017; in 2018 I was not there in January, but I was there for three weeks leading into Ironman Texas; in 2019 I had planned to return in January, but a respiratory infection in late December had me pull out of the camp.

This year I was able to go down for week two of the January camp. While I was happy to be able to attend the camp for a week, I think training camps are much more effective in two week chunks. Typically, it takes several days to start finding a rhythm and once you do, the benefits and upside start to reveal themselves. I have always had my best training sessions in week two of these swim camps and I could clearly see the athletes that had been there for the full duration were reaping maximum benefits in the closing week.

One benefit I do have is understanding the structures of the camp ‘week’ as it relates to energy distribution and intensity (specifically when the days will be harder and easier). I believe this made it a little easier for me to show up midcamp and fall in step with the other athletes.

The standard weekly set up for the camps is as follows (generally):

Monday: Morning and midday sessions; aerobic steady state volume.

Tuesday: Morning and midday sessions; higher intensity with hold pace work, typically done with shorter reps, though that can vary.

Wednesday: No planned sessions though athletes sometimes still swim if they choose.

Thursday: Morning and midday sessions; generally easier day.

Friday: Morning and midday sessions; higher intensity and the most challenging day of the week, in my opinion.

Saturday: Morning session; somewhat ad hoc, probably based on how everyone looks. Can be higher aerobic steady state sort of day or a little more moderated if needed.

Sunday: Off from scheduled session, but mid-camp this day is often used for filming, instructional work, etc. in the pool.

What about bike and run? This really depends on the individual athlete. Often times, there are athletes attending the camps that are also doing a solid amount of cycling and running because of early season racing. This has never been the case for me so what I have typically done is moderated the intensity and volume of BR work, with the exception of Wednesday’s and Sunday’s, but even then, it’s usually still not too hard. I also tend to only swim on Tuesday’s and Friday’s so that I can go ‘all in’ on those crucial days without the stress of having to check another box that day. I’ve found that to be a happy medium for me and have maintained that template over the years.

Every single swim session, regardless of main set, begins with the same warm up variation of swim (with fins), kick (with fins), and pull (paddles optional), followed by a descend swim set either 8 x 50 1-4 2x, 4 x 75 1-4, or 4 x 100 1-4. The SKP is anywhere between about 1000-1500 total plus the 3-400 of descending. Then there is typically a lead up set with some sort of technique component (often with gear, more on that later). Then comes the main set itself. As you can see, we spend a long time prepping for the key work and this is something I have always really appreciated. With increasing fatigue, and increasing fitness, the benefits of being fully warmed up and switched on become more and more appreciated.

Additionally, much of what we do all week is built towards Friday. While the other days might be plenty challenging, it is the collective performance of those days that sets Friday up to be the “push.” While both Tuesday and Friday have hold pace work, the reps on Tuesday are usually shorter and serve as somewhat of a lead up to what might be achieved 72 hours later.

Here are the sessions from my week with the camp (some of it written in shorthand as this is from my training log).

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Monday Session one

6/3/3 SKP
4 x 100 1-4 on 1:30 in 75,70,65,61
Two rounds
6 x 50 ks, sk on 1:05
200 pull
Main Set
4 x 150 on 2:15 @ 1:46-43
4 x 150 rotating kick
4 x 150 pull on 2:15
4 x 150 1-4 on 2:15 @ 1:50,43,38,35

150 easy

Afternoon session

4/3/3 SKP
8 x 50 1-4 2x on :50
Main Set

Three rounds of
300 paddles/fins build by 100's
4 x 125 on 1:50

first round descend 1-4
second round steady swim
last round descend 1-4 pull

200 c/d

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Tuesday Session One

5/4/4/SKP

4 x 75 down to 46

3 x 100 gear

4 x 25 mits 100 easy

Main set 40 x 50 on :55 starting at 32, then long time circa 31 then final 25% or so at 30

Tuesday Afternoon

1200 up

4 x 100 1-4 on 1:30 down to 61

8 x 25 paddles Sox on :35

100 easy

8 x 50 on 55 down to 29 on last 5 or so

8 x 25 mits

100 easy

200 for time in 2:04

200 c/d

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Thursday Morning

4/4/4
4 x 100 on 1:30 down to 61+
1200 ks fins
12 x 75 pull
12 x 25 swim fast/easy

Thursday Afternoon

Similar session but with

800, 8x 50, 12 x 25 swim main set

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Friday Morning

1200 up

8 x 50 1-4 to 29 both times

16 x 25 brick/swim

12 x 100 on 1:30 target 64; about 5 at 63

100 easy

4 x 50 mits

12 x 100 again; about 6-7 at 63 this time

2-300 easy

Friday Afternoon

4/3/3 SKP

8 x 50 1-4 down to 28+

6 x 75 as 25 brick/50mits

Main Set 15 x 100 target 1:03 with NOME light target on :24 rest so 1:27 send off essentially. Just barely hanging on at that end, but pretty good through 12 or so. Odd send off possible with use of NOME led light.

200 easy

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Saturday Morning

Workout got deleted from TP, but it was a little over 4K with a moderate main set of

8 x 100 on 1:25

8 x 75 on 1:05

8 x 50 on :45

8 x 25 on :20

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In the end, it was 36,000 yards across the five days of work. As I mentioned above, I think there would have been a lot of upside to a second week, but that’s all that was in the cards this time.

This year we got to use some different technique tools from AquaVolo, Laguna Fin Co, and Fike Swim (Gear from all of them, pictured in gallery below).

Fike Swim makes the BRICK; the opposite of a flotation device. It’s a kick board that does not provide buoyancy, forcing the swimmer to engage their core in order to maintain good position. The best way I can describe it is that it sort of combines the feeling of doing a plank while kicking, as opposed to simply resting your upper body while kicking.

Laguna Fin Company provided us with some unique fins that are extremely flexible and don’t cup the heel like a traditional fin. Essentially, it gives you more of an awareness of your foot’s action as opposed to feeling like the knee and hip are the only drivers. They also have much softer and malleable feel and don’t have the traditional rigidness of a swim fin.

Aquavolo provided us with hand paddles, drag socks and mits. The hand paddles are unique because they extend outwards from the palm, but not high and low, so the fingers remain free. This forces you to engage the catch more from the palm and it also doesn’t leave your hands feeling off when you remove them. Often times, an easy 100 or two is needed to “find your hands” again after using standard paddles. The drag socks create resistance/drag at the feet forcing more engagement up top. The mits are something I have been using for a while now and are easily one of my favorite tools. It is a mesh glove that acts as somewhat of a resistance tool as well an alternative to doing the fist drill. With the gloves on, you lose some of the sense of your hand, but without making a fist that often times feels awkward and creates unwanted tension (at least for me). I have found that mits really help me find that extra bit of speed after using them in some lead up sets. My feel for the water always seems to improve after a few reps.

The final piece of equipment we got to try was a prototype from NOME. This involves a cord that runs along the bottom of the pool that has an LED light you can set to a specific pace. Three red blinks and then you start. If you notice the Friday set above, I was able to do an odd send off of 1:27 because you can set the pace and the rest to very specific numbers. I thought this was a fantastic training tool and I look forward to seeing it come out with even more capabilities; my understanding is that it will be able to accommodate multiple swimmers at once and be programmable from an App on your phone.

Finally, just before leaving town, Tim and I sat down to record a podcast together. We talk about training, racing, past camps, my background in sport and variety of other topics. You can find that podcast HERE.

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I’m now home in Boulder getting back into the swing of things here. These swim camps take a lot of time and energy to produce and I want to thank Tim for always making them happen. I’d also like to give a big shout out to all the athletes (this year and beyond) for showing up and working hard and making the atmosphere for success possible.

Happy Training,

Justin

The Mits in action.

The Mits in action.

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AV Hand Paddles. Notice the fingers free at the top.

AV Hand Paddles. Notice the fingers free at the top.

Laguna Fins in action.

Laguna Fins in action.

Checking the clock.

Checking the clock.

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Gotta love their quote at the top: “This is not a flotation device.”

Gotta love their quote at the top: “This is not a flotation device.”

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Sadly, I did not get to see Max this trip.

Sadly, I did not get to see Max this trip.

The Nome setting the pace.

The Nome setting the pace.

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InnerVoice Feature

Recently, I had the opportunity to be interviewed by InnerVoice. What began as a conversation about triathlon, evolved into something much deeper and more meaningful. Thank you to Travis and Cody for their time and energy and for providing a platform for so many different people to share their stories.

You can find the interview HERE.

January Cali Trip

A few months ago, I got an invitation to Gordo’s 50th Surprise Birthday Party in Palo Alto, scheduled for late January. Given the time of year, I made the decision to head out there a week early to get out of winter and ride my bike a bit. Additionally, my friend, Rob Mohr had planned a trip to LA/Venice the week after so I had planned to join him following the trip to Palo Alto.

However, the weeks following my last race in December were rough. I caught three separate viruses in the span of four weeks and had to take some major rest throughout that time and I headed into the early days of January in rough shape. I considered cancelling the entire trip, aside from the birthday party, given my recent health and lack of fitness. However, I decided to stick with the plan, but sort of changed the agenda in regards to training. Instead of going to lower elevations to train hard, I was simply going to sea level to make things “easier.”

And I’m glad I did, not simply because of the training, but for the time I got to spend with my friends in both locales while also celebrating a long time friend’s 50th birthday.

I won’t go into all the specifics of the trip, but I will make mention of a few things that took place during the trip.

I was fortunate to have some nice weather while I was there, allowing me to take full advantage of it to primarily ride my bike. I did some running and swimming, but the cycling took the emphasis on this trip. Both locations had easy access to some great climbing which is my favorite type of riding to do. I found both places to have some great training and both areas exceeded my expectations in that regard. I generally “just rode” while I was there, but I did try to lift my efforts on the climbs a little bit by the end of the trip.

You can see every ride I did on the trip on my Strava profile: CLICK HERE.

While I was in Venice, my friend, Rob Mohr, was in town to oversee some podcasts that hosted Dr. David Sinclair Ph.D., A.O., a Professor in the Department of Genetics and co-Director of the Paul F. Glenn Center for the Biology of Aging at Harvard Medical School.

I highly suggest listening to his podcast on the Joe Rogan Experience. You can find it on itunes or CLICK HERE for the youtube link. Some interesting implications of the conversation about aging, health and the science and research being done in that realm.

I rode through a lot of the burn area from the Malibu Fires in November. The damage is severe and the area it affected is massive. It reminded me of riding through the areas affected by the Four Mile Fire in Boulder in 2010. The recent rains have led to some noticeable regrowth in the area, but the homes, structures, etc. are mostly still as they were when the fire rolled through. A somber experience to say the least.

And now some photos from the trip:

Siggy doesn’t like when I travel.

Siggy doesn’t like when I travel.

Got the chance to meet Q’s new baby, Lila, before he headed back to NYC

Got the chance to meet Q’s new baby, Lila, before he headed back to NYC

Opening ride with Petro up Page Mill Rd.

Opening ride with Petro up Page Mill Rd.

Going on ten years strong.

Going on ten years strong.

Historical Landmark

Historical Landmark

Made Petro get back in the pool after a one year hiatus.

Made Petro get back in the pool after a one year hiatus.

3K swim cracked him.

3K swim cracked him.

MonZ swim before the birthday party. Lots of yards and not much talking.

MonZ swim before the birthday party. Lots of yards and not much talking.

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Top of Page Mill.

Top of Page Mill.

SF Bay running.

SF Bay running.

SF Bay Spinning

SF Bay Spinning

Gordo’s 50th Bday Dinner.

Gordo’s 50th Bday Dinner.

Rode to the coast on my last day. My favorite ride of the trip.

Rode to the coast on my last day. My favorite ride of the trip.

Off to LA. First stop, the Santa Monica Swim Center.

Off to LA. First stop, the Santa Monica Swim Center.

Early morning run above Palisades in Topanga State Park.

Early morning run above Palisades in Topanga State Park.

Thanks to Ken Rideout for showing us around.

Thanks to Ken Rideout for showing us around.

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Ken’s Puppy

Ken’s Puppy

Rolling up Latigo with Rob.

Rolling up Latigo with Rob.

Above Malibu

Above Malibu

I did get one bad weather day and got caught out in a pretty massive thunderstorm. Most training isn’t memorable, but I will definitely remember that session.

I did get one bad weather day and got caught out in a pretty massive thunderstorm. Most training isn’t memorable, but I will definitely remember that session.

One of those red cells.

One of those red cells.

Rolling up Las Flores

Rolling up Las Flores

Guard rail damage from the fire.

Guard rail damage from the fire.

Melted Sight Mirror

Melted Sight Mirror

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Proper fueling.

Proper fueling.

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Until next time.

Until next time.

Q4 Racing: Cozumel 70.3, Ironman Cozumel, Indian Wells 70.3

While I had raced Ironman Cozumel 5 times (4 times as of September), I had yet to ever race the 70.3 there. I had heard some horror stories of the heat there which was actually my reasoning for going there. Half Ironman racing has never really been my strength, but sometimes when the races shift into somewhat of a war of attrition, I can move up late in the day.

The race itself didn’t quite play out as I had expected. I kicked it off with one of my worst swims in at least the last 5+ years. I actually thought I was swimming in between two packs (off the back of lead pack, in front of chase pack) so when I got out on the bike I was expecting some folks to ride through me. After 20-30K of riding I suddenly realized I was actually behind everyone. Whoops. I was still motivated to ride hard, but I was only able to stay on the gas for about 60K while the last 30K saw me falling off the power quite a bit.

The conditions on the run could best be described as soupy. As such, I was able to move up from 12th or 13th at the start of the run to 7th at the finish; two of the last places coming in the final 3K or so. While the race ended on a higher note, I knew I needed to clean things up a good bit before IM Cozumel in seven weeks.

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Ironman Cozumel is race that has always humbled me. I have 40 Ironman finishes and 4 DNF’s; two of those four DNF’s have occurred in Cozumel.

A brief recap:

2010: Got extremely sick to my stomach; not in the typical way GI issues can come about in racing. I was ill from the start of the bike. I started the run, but was so sick I couldn’t manage more than 2-3 minutes of running at a time. Pulled out after one loop of the run. DNF

2013: Training had been going well, but the Monday of race week I came down with a bad chest cold. Traveled to Playa del Carmen on Thursday. On Friday morning we walked to the ferry and I almost passed out (not hyperbole). On Saturday morning we debated whether or not I should even check in my bike. I ended up doing so at the last minute. My cough had subsided the night before the race so I decided to start, but told Brooke to be ready for me to drop out if things went south. I ended up staying in the race, and while I was 30-40 minutes off the lead, I managed to finish in 6th, catching the final places in the last 10K. It is actually one of the races I am most proud of, but that’s a longer story and this is already tangential enough.

2015: The year had been very back-end loaded and this was set to be my 4th Ironman in 20 weeks. I started the bike and was just mentally fried. I pulled the pin before finishing one full loop of the bike. DNF.

2017: The best lead up and fitness for this race I had yet to pull together. Raced the swim and bike well. Unfortunately GI issues struck pretty hard and it turned into a survival race for me. Fell from 4th to 8th on the run (probably lucky to finish in 8th).

ANYWAY, back to 2018.

This year, Ironman Cozumel finally played out without any dramatic elements. I ended up finishing in 4th and while I would prefer to be on the podium (I have 6 4th place IM-finishes), it was by far my best complete race on the island. I had a much better swim, coming out of the water in 6th and exiting t2 in 4th. The bike was pretty even, but I lacked some of the peppiness needed in the early part of the race. The run was pretty good other than a low point from about 28-35K in the run (essentially the out portion of the third loop). This is subjective, but I actually found this year’s race to be the warmest of all the full IM’s I have competed in Cozumel. This might have had more to do with the complete lack of cloud cover from start to finish as opposed to the overall high temperature.

Brooke and I spent a few days in Mexico relaxing before heading home. I felt pretty smoked after the race so I was debating whether I wanted to actually give Indian Wells a try (race was 3 weeks post-IM). I decided to do some light training for about 4-5 days before making the call. About ten days post IM (about the same to Indian Wells), I decided to give it a try. I had a minor setback when I crashed my bike (one week before the race) after hitting some black ice in a shady section of road. Fortunately, all the winter clothes I was wearing spared me from much road rash and while I was quite sore for a couple days, it seemed to not have many lingering effects.

I don’t generally consider myself someone that “holds fitness” well so I was a little uncertain as to how the race would play out. I had gotten in a couple decent swim and bike workouts, but I had only run 6 times in the previous three weeks and while there was improvement from run one to run six, I hadn’t seen anything that made me feel back on form.

Indian Wells 70.3 was a first year event taking place in the Palm Desert/Indian Wells/La Quinta area. I haven’t really spent any time there other than driving through the valley on my way to LA a long time ago.

The most challenging part of the race, in my mind, was the first leg. The water was 56-57 degrees which is pretty cold by my (and I think I can say most people’s) standards. Some unforeseen race morning logistics limited me to about 2 minutes of warm up which I’m not really sure was to my benefit since they pulled us out of the water ten minutes prior to the start.

I never really felt comfortable in the swim. I was always in a group, but it seemed like every 100 meters or so I would move back a position to the point where I was dangling at the back by the swim finish. The water was definitely cold as had major vertigo in the change tent and had to sit down to take my wetsuit off (my feet stayed numb until 5K into the run). T1 was pretty long and I ran about as fast as I ever have in a transition to try and move up. The good part was that I could tell my legs felt pretty fresh. I don’t have to feel good running to the bike to eventually have a good race, but it’s always a positive sign when I do.

Both the bike and the run went better than I would have expected. More so the run given the training I had done. I ended up finishing in 8th place, just 31 seconds out of 5th. It was a good reminder to not take any moments in a race for granted as a few seconds here and there added up to several positions in this race. I might have been a little more frustrated had this race been at another time of year, but under these circumstances I was happy to have raced well beyond my expectations.

No more racing this year as we only have a few days left in 2018, but planning to start the 2019 season in Mexico at Campeche 70.3 in March. I posted a few races after that on this site, but they are honestly pretty tentative at the moment.

And now, the photos:

Pre-race swim in the Cozumel pool. Ran into some friends and got to check out a local swim meet going on in lanes 1+2. While I do normally like to do pre-race swimming in a pool, there wasn’t another option this year as the days leading up to the ra…

Pre-race swim in the Cozumel pool. Ran into some friends and got to check out a local swim meet going on in lanes 1+2. While I do normally like to do pre-race swimming in a pool, there wasn’t another option this year as the days leading up to the race had very rough seas.

Cozumel sunset on point.

Cozumel sunset on point.

Riding on the east side of the island the day before the race. Typically my pre-raceday ride includes a gradual warm up, then 4 x 90 seconds at a pretty solid effort. I do this same type of ride one day before a lot of my key longer training session…

Riding on the east side of the island the day before the race. Typically my pre-raceday ride includes a gradual warm up, then 4 x 90 seconds at a pretty solid effort. I do this same type of ride one day before a lot of my key longer training session. I find a slight opener the day before the race to be better for me than just going easy. Everyone is different in that respect.

Getting some video action. I think the presence of video camera always makes me run faster; not sure if it’s peer pressure or trying to get away from the exhaust fumes.

Getting some video action. I think the presence of video camera always makes me run faster; not sure if it’s peer pressure or trying to get away from the exhaust fumes.

Finally making it to the finish chute after having to run right past it when starting laps two and three.

Finally making it to the finish chute after having to run right past it when starting laps two and three.

Swimming butterfly on tired legs in a hotel pool. All For The Gram.

Swimming butterfly on tired legs in a hotel pool. All For The Gram.

Traveled with my own Chris Stapleton koozie to help keep all post race beer cold.

Traveled with my own Chris Stapleton koozie to help keep all post race beer cold.

Final hours in Cozumel. Cozumel is known for its diving and snorkeling and with the water in the background you can clearly see why.

Final hours in Cozumel. Cozumel is known for its diving and snorkeling and with the water in the background you can clearly see why.

A pretty bike in the California sunshine. I spent a couple days before and after the race in San Diego with Ray Picard and his family.

A pretty bike in the California sunshine. I spent a couple days before and after the race in San Diego with Ray Picard and his family.

Ray and I in Indian Wells. Ray went on to finish 2nd in M35-39 and 6th overall Age Grouper.

Ray and I in Indian Wells. Ray went on to finish 2nd in M35-39 and 6th overall Age Grouper.

Riding my bike through very well manicured neighborhoods.

Riding my bike through very well manicured neighborhoods.

Rolling back towards T2. While this shot was on the road, most of the run was on golf cart paths. I thought it would feel pretty lousy and choppy, but it actually flowed rather nicely. Since we were weaving back and forth you could see other parts o…

Rolling back towards T2. While this shot was on the road, most of the run was on golf cart paths. I thought it would feel pretty lousy and choppy, but it actually flowed rather nicely. Since we were weaving back and forth you could see other parts of the run course at all times. I don’t normally wear compression socks, but since the water was cold enough to allow booties in the swim, I wore them under my wetsuit. I was hoping it might offset some of the cold on the bike, but given how numb my feet stayed, even well into the first loop of the run, I would describe that decision as somewhere between bad and very bad.

Post race exploring on Pacific Beach. I hadn’t been to San Diego (proper) since 1994 so it was fun to cruise around.

Post race exploring on Pacific Beach. I hadn’t been to San Diego (proper) since 1994 so it was fun to cruise around.

Photo Blog from IMTX

I took the back half of 2017 off of my race photo blogs, but wanted to bring it back. Ironman Texas proved to be a challenging day for me, finishing 19th. That being said, here's some photos from race day and in the weeks (and months) leading up to it. Enjoy!

Not from the race, but every year prior to Ironman Texas, I have been at the Endurance Corner Tucson Camp. This year's camp had a ton of folks racing IMTX and it was great to share in some of their preparation.

Not from the race, but every year prior to Ironman Texas, I have been at the Endurance Corner Tucson Camp. This year's camp had a ton of folks racing IMTX and it was great to share in some of their preparation.

This is the time it took me to drive from Boulder to The Woodlands a little more than three weeks out from the race. I did the drive just under 16 hours. Rolling solo in one day is not something I recommend, nor is it something I plan to repeat. But…

This is the time it took me to drive from Boulder to The Woodlands a little more than three weeks out from the race. I did the drive just under 16 hours. Rolling solo in one day is not something I recommend, nor is it something I plan to repeat. But if you happen to break the record, let me know.

Photo Credit: Tim Floyd of Magnolia Masters. Tim was very helpful to me, and many other professionals in town, by letting us train with his squad in the days, and weeks, leading up to the event. While my overall race was not the best, I did set a ne…

Photo Credit: Tim Floyd of Magnolia Masters. Tim was very helpful to me, and many other professionals in town, by letting us train with his squad in the days, and weeks, leading up to the event. While my overall race was not the best, I did set a new PR swim time for this course by two minutes, thanks in large part to the work we did together in the final three weeks before the race. Hoping to continue to build on that improvement

Shot from the second half of a run/bike/run session I adapted from Gordo Byrn.

Shot from the second half of a run/bike/run session I adapted from Gordo Byrn.

From a photo shoot with ON running near Dayton, Texas. I grew up in Houston and I still didn't know where Dayton was.

From a photo shoot with ON running near Dayton, Texas. I grew up in Houston and I still didn't know where Dayton was.

Pre race ride the day before the race. Mat Steinmetz, of 51 SpeedShop, and I made some minor tweaks to the position this year; mostly with a slightly more upwards angle of the extensions as well as a pad position. All in all, looking and feeling ver…

Pre race ride the day before the race. Mat Steinmetz, of 51 SpeedShop, and I made some minor tweaks to the position this year; mostly with a slightly more upwards angle of the extensions as well as a pad position. All in all, looking and feeling very comfortable.

Enjoying some easier swims before race day.

Enjoying some easier swims before race day.

Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian. Exiting the swim in 52:21.

Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian. Exiting the swim in 52:21.

Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian. Somewhere on the Hardy Toll Road. If you look at my left knee, you'll some some minor road rash/blood there. That's because I crashed while mounting my bike. I've done plenty of clumsy shit while racing, but that was a f…

Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian. Somewhere on the Hardy Toll Road. If you look at my left knee, you'll some some minor road rash/blood there. That's because I crashed while mounting my bike. I've done plenty of clumsy shit while racing, but that was a first. If anyone happened to get in on video, please send it my way. I could tell some people wanted to laugh when it happened, but were being polite in the moment and held back. It's ok, you can laugh.

Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian. I'm not totally certain, but I'm pretty sure this was taken on the bridge of Lake Woodlands, about 1.5 miles into the first loop of the run. One positive outcome from the run is that I seem to have made the right adjustm…

Photo Credit: Aaron Palaian. I'm not totally certain, but I'm pretty sure this was taken on the bridge of Lake Woodlands, about 1.5 miles into the first loop of the run. One positive outcome from the run is that I seem to have made the right adjustments to my nutrition plan. My last two races of 2017 were plagued with some stomach problems; something that is usually not a reoccurring issue for me. Hopefully this new strategy will be to my benefit in the future. Thanks to Ownway Apparel for the custom Texas kit. Also note the JFT hat which is a throwback hat from circa 2004 that I've been wearing.

Post race chatting with Brooke and the fam.

Post race chatting with Brooke and the fam.

I felt like this would be the appropriate closing photo to the IMTX photo blog. Now on to the next one.

I felt like this would be the appropriate closing photo to the IMTX photo blog. Now on to the next one.