Day 3 Kona
Day 2’s blog got deleted just as I tried to click save - my online connection was dumped, so this time I am writing in MS word then will cut and paste! DOH!
So, in summary – weather not as hot as usual. My need for heat has not been fulfilled, with temps around 84 which is approx. 27. You know me – has to be over 30 before I feel I have my money’s worth! Winds mild aroujnd Kona, as usual, but even out at airport not too bad, so Pam thought I was overselling the place for heat and wind!
Day 1 – Arrived, picked up rental and got upgraded (for free) to a big American tank, so feeling very much the part here on the big Island. Just need to raise the chasis, put huge wheels on the thing, some spotlights and a few surf boards and we will really look like locals! Pam and I put bikes together and were on the road by 4pm for a recy ride around Kona, and out to the Energy lab. There was even a chill in the air can you believe it! What a contrast to the first time I went in there with Heather and it was about 50 degrees! This ride brought back amazing memories from the my race day in 2007 – every feeling and thought. I was almost crying grovelling back into town on the bike into a head on wind at about 25kph – this time with Pam, we had a tail wind and were cruising at about 40kph! Dinner at Lava Java, then spent US$311 at the supermarket to get supplies in for our 3 week stay.
Nice Ass count – 1 - didn’t know who he was, but he looked amazing!
Nice Bike bling – 2 – Pam’s Cervelo P3 and my Scott Plasma.
Day 2
At the pier at 8am for a lesson with a client – ha – gotta work to justify the expense to the IRD! Then I swam for an hour at Pam’s side. She was pretty nervous, the swells unsettling her, so I felt like a good pixie/coach swimming along enjoying the scenery – the corals looked fab, and saw heaps of fish. Even saw dolphins playing about 200m away, but they didn’t come over to us. Swam back in to the pier and then to Lava Java for coffee as Pam ran past – gave her loud applause as I sat, looking out to sea, watching the world go by!. Then clothes shopping in the afternoon, barbe dinner at home, and the day was done.
Nice Ass count – 0 - Sad but true!
Nice Bike bling – 1 – Saw Jo Lawn ride passed Lava Java as I sat, watching the world go by.
Day 3
Up, out the door, and easily piled the 2 bikes into our big monster truck and headed off to Waikaloa. Dropped Pam off and said Ta ta! She was off, into a head wind towards Hawi. Poor bugger I thought, she is going to get the shock of her life. Wind was really getting up, white caps emerging in the channel between us and Maui – the true indicator of a hell ride to Hawi and back. I continued on to Hapuna Beach in the truck, unloaded the bike, then I was off into a world of pain, big hurt box, blah blah blah to do a 60km TT with a goal time of 32.7 to 33.7ave. The winds were really getting up, and at one point on a straight piece of road I was zooming along at 45kph, then with a bat of an eyelid I was grovelling at 25kph…then up a hill at 16kph….ARGH! And do you know what I was thinking?..”Why, why, would I want to come back and do this god forsaken race. This sucks! Thank goodness I am NOT doing it!” Then I really started to worry about Pam on her own coming down from Hawi – I really wanted to ride with her, but it would not have worked in with my programme. Anyway, I worked really hard, hit an all-time max Heart rate of 163 and managed to pull out the prescribed 33.7kph ave (1hr 46). My legs were screaming but I felt OK. GPS data can be viewed http://connect.garmin.com/activity/50513122.
I had a swim and read a book in the sun for a few more hours, then Pam returned to the beach slightly ahead of time – she was buggered. We shared a moment together. This is not a nice place to race. She had her eyes opened to how horrible, and how utterly soul destroying it is. This is what makes this race what it is – it is SO tough, words can never describe what it’s about. We do it for the honour and glory alone of saying we qualified, and we finished. The bit in between is a total mind F*** and race day is worse. ‘And that’s all I have to say about that’.
Home again, did 30mins aquajogging in our pool here, some exercises, yummy meal, waves crashing against the rocks, what more could one ask for? Nice bottle of New Zealand Pinot Noir would have gone down nicely I think. Night night!
Nice Ass count – Numerous – lots of athletes out on the course today!
Nice Bike bling – Numerous – Concentrating so hard on keeping bike on the road I couldn’t look!