|This is just a small part of the awesome festival that goes on|
during Wildflower. It's an experience like no other race.
Tri-California puts on an amazing event. Wildflower certainly lives up to the hype and their employees are all wonderful. The amount of work they put into making sure this is a great experience for everyone is second to none. For the professional field nothing is left unattended to. They help take care of lodging and food for the entire weekend. They promote the athletes and given them plenty of opportunities to represent their sponsors. Their communication leading up to and throughout the event is excellent and greatly appreciated. I can't speak highly enough about their professionalism and courtesy, and I would absolutely say that this is a must do event for any long course triathlete. It is something you have to experience for yourself.
The travel for the race was a long day. We flew from Rochester to San Jose Thursday night after work. We got into San Jose pretty late, so we stayed there and saved the more than two hour drive for Friday morning. We arrived down to the park just before noon on Friday. I unpacked my bike and then took it for a spin. After watching the Southwest baggage handlers throw it around on the tarmac as they loaded the plane I was fortunate to escape with only a broken rear draft box and not a cracked frame or wheel, but that's a story for another time. I rode for about an hour, which felt good after a long day of traveling and sitting in uncomfortable airplane seats. Then I did the normal pre-race registration stuff and went to the athlete meeting. That all wrapped up a little after 5pm, so we headed for dinner and then to our hotel in Paso Robles, which was about half an hour from the race site. Many athletes camp out at Wildflower, and Tri-California offers to put professional athletes up in home-stays or cabins, but since my dad, Jen, and Becky were all there we opted for the comfort of a hotel a little further away.
Race morning we made the drive down to the park without any issues. Getting in to the park was much easier and quicker than we planned for, so we ended up being a little bit early, which was fine by me. I'd rather be early and have time to carefully check everything over than to feel rushed and use nervous energy hurrying around.
Because the area has experienced such a horrible drought, the format of the race has had to be slightly modified. The lake is completely dried up where the swim normally is, so they had to move the swim down to where there is still some remaining water, which is a little over two miles from transition. We got shuttled down to the start after setting up transition. After the swim you then have to run the 2.2 miles from the lake to transition before heading out on your bike. Then you finish with a 10.9 mile run and your two runs are added together for your run split. It is unique but they did a great job of making it work. As you exit the water there is a second transition area set up where you can place a pair of running shoes to have for the first run, which goes through the dried up lake bed. It was crazy to think as we ran through there that there should be water 30 feet above our heads. Hopefully the area gets the rain it needs to restore the lake and end the drought for everyone who lives there. It looks like a wildfire waiting to happen.
The actual race:
|Wildflower. The One and Only...|
|The uphill run out of the water. OUCH!|
So I ended up being the last professional male to head out on the bike, which is a place I've been before and am not fond of. It actually took me a while to reel anyone in, but eventually I started picking a few guys off. This bike course is no joke. There are some serious climbs and the first one comes about two miles into the ride. Patience is important. I made sure not to blow my legs up too early. There was also a really bad patch of road around a mile in where I hit a bunch of potholes, causing my front water bottle to explode out of its cage. Perfect. By mile 20 I had caught five guys and was feeling pretty good. And then the worst part of my day occurred... An official on a motorcycle pulled up next to me and told me to "stand down." I knew I was receiving a penalty, but I had no idea what for. I pulled over, stopped, and waited for him to come back to me. I asked him what the penalty was for and he told me it was for not being staggered enough as I passed the last person. Basically, I needed to be wider when I went by him than I was. I could not believe it. The pass took place as we made a right hand turn, so I thought the penalty was a bit harsh, but there was nothing I could do about it so I stood there and waited as he counted down the time until I could resume riding. As I stood there, four of the guys I had passed went back by me. It was so disheartening to have that happen and it sort of broke my spirit for the race for a while. I wanted to quit in frustration. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, my time was served and I could resume. It was a long, straight road, so I could see a long way ahead. I could see three of the guys way out in front of me and the frustration got worse. "I should be up ahead of them," I kept telling myself angrily. After a lot of self talk I finally pushed it out of my mind and let myself accept it for what it was. I learned from my mistake and will be careful to not let that happen again.
|Done with a difficult and frustrating ride.|
After a quick transition I headed out on the run course. It was kind of nice knowing we already had a little over two miles in the bank and the run would be a bit shorter. It was a good thing, too, because this run course was brutal. Probably 60-70 percent of it was on dirt trails, and it was soft dirt trails. Parts of it were almost like running on a beach. It sucked the life out of your legs. And there were hills that were so steep up and down I think I would rather have had someone kick me in the teeth repeatedly than try to run up or down them. My average pace for the run was 6:54 per mile, which isn't great, but for this course it was respectable and I was decently pleased with it. There was one mile of the course that took me 9:02 to cover. Ouch! The course finished with a downhill section that tore my quads to shreds. It was by far the most demanding run course I have ever raced on and it is one that I will never forget, which is what Wildflower is all about.
|The finishing chute was awesome.|
Here is a link to my Garmin file from the race: Wildflower Bike Course
All in all, Wildflower was an awesome experience. It was a bucket list race for me and the energy and atmosphere there was unlike any other race I have ever done. I would absolutely recommend it to every triathlete. It really is like the Woodstock of triathlon and will be an experience you'll always remember. Despite my frustration from another poor swim and receiving a penalty on the bike, I am glad I picked that race and got to experience it. Plus it was my first ever trip to California.
|Awesome support from my family, as always.|
|I get to marry this girl this summer!|