Auckland 70.3 Half Ironman Race Report – A Gentleman’s Race

 This was the first time this race was being held so I was looking forward to a different course.

Danielle had organised some excellent accommodation which meant we were only a few minutes walk from transition. On race morning, I was able to get my gear set up quickly and with time to spare was able to admire all the different bike setups.  Most people were carrying two bottles, some one, I went for a three.  I believe my age group (male 35-39) were the luckiest age group in the entire field, we started straight after the pros. Pro men 6:30am, Pro women 6:33 and then us 6:38.

Getting ready for my wave start

The sea was warm and calm, though a little murky.  It was one of the most pleasant swims I have experienced, very little bumping. The five turns actually broke up the course and added to the pleasurable experience.  Being on the inside of a group as we approach a buoy is one of my pet hates, yet during this race when I was on the inside preparing myself to be swum over, it didn’t happen, the others stayed wide of me.

Spread out nicel

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?  This means, when I race and people are bashing into me, I now know they are not from my age group, the male 35-39 age group must be one of the most considerate age groups that race J.  Good work guys!

T1 was uneventful and I was quickly on the bike making my way north via the Auckland Harbour Bridge.  The climb up wasn’t too bad; I really struggled with my tri spoke and a slight cross wind going down the other side.  The time lost on the descent was quickly made up on the flat and through the hills.  The north loop was fantastic, fast smooth roads with a tail wind and the little loop through the streets brought out the spectators, even at 7am.  I was getting used to the tri spoke and was able to enjoy the ride back to the bridge with a head/cross wind.  Once over the bridge again we had to weave our way through some streets while crossing wet tram tracks as it had started drizzling.  The south side of the course was along the beach front and back twice.  The ride out with the tail wind was magic.  The first lap I rode with no one around and it was hard to gauge my effort/pace.  During the second lap there were a lot of other age groupers on the course and trying to catch them helped maintain some urgency.

 

I took my time with T2 as I was in no rush to start running.   The course went through the waterfront apartments then out a few kilometres and back.  We did this twice.  Like on the bike, when I started the run there weren’t many athletes on course, so when I acknowledged the spectators cheers they then cheered me on even more which was fantastic.  I did what I could during the run but it was always going to be a case of survival.  As I was running back for the last time, I looked at my watch as I passed the last aid station, 18km. I thought, only three kilometres to go, so I didn’t take anything from the aid station.  When my watch beeped at 22kms and I still wasn’t close to the finish line, I blew mentally.  Some say the run was 22.5km, others 23km.  My Garmin said 22.6kms.  That being said, it was a great day out and I’ll be back next year.