Monday, June 29, 2009

2009 Father's Day Ohio Wine Country Tour

After much hinting at, I'm finally proud to present a visual documentation of how we spent Father's Day 2009.


We began our Northeast Ohio wine country tour at the Old Firehouse Winery in Geneva-On-The-Lake.


Located on the beautiful shores of Lake Erie.


Since we were going to order lunch, Heather decided to get the dry and premium wine sampler.


No, they're not Jello shots. They're 1 oz. tastings, 10 per tray. I have the sweet wines!


Bailey took the time to show me Canada.

I was sorry to inform him that we couldn't quite see Canada from there.


So he just climbed aboard the fire truck and was content.


Stop #2 was the Laurello Vineyards in Geneva. (Which isn't on the lake!)


I was very happy here as I switched back to dry reds. I just can't drink those really sweet wines the way I used to.


Heather was driving today, so she stayed with only small servings.


Bailey had his Nintendo and wasn't as bored as he looked here.

I wasn't bored at all!


Stop #3 was the South River Winery. It's in an old church building. It's WINE CHURCH!


Wine Church is cool!


I had a few samples before deciding on a glass.


The vines were very picturesque.


I guess I was becoming picturesque too.


Bailey was giving me "the look".


Heather was enjoying my picturesque-ness.


The grounds at South River Winery were amazing.




These two were waiting for me up front.


We really need to return here again.


Stop #4 was Virant Vineyards. But it wasn't open so it doesn't matter.


But they had the absolute coolest flowers out front!

Stop #5 was Debbone Vineyards. Or as Heather likes to call it, De Bone!


I was starving, so I dug into the food.


It was succulent!


Bailey didn't want to try my mini sandwich.


Heather was amused again.


Our 6th and final stop was the Grand River Cellars.


They had directions to all the other wineries in the area.


And more really cool flowers!


Heather and Bailey made a good picture.


I made for a good picture with a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon. And I was done after this one.


No orange barrels here! Just the nice oak kind.


And so ends our Father's Day trip. Stay tuned though. I plan to post photos from our Mother's Day trip to the zoo. And what a zoo it was that day!

Fat Rabbit Results

The official race results have been posted, and they're pretty nice. Here are the main points:

- I finished 2nd of 5 in my age group, less than 3 minutes behind the winner.

- My time was good enough for 6th overall, just 5 minutes behind the overall winner. I'm very happy with this as it's probably the highest overall duathlon finish I've had.

- My run 1 time was 13:17 for two miles, a 6:39 pace, and the 5th fastest split.

- My bike time was 39:21 for 12.? miles, an 18.9 mph average, and the 18th fastest split. Good for me, but not great. Still in the top half of the field though.

- My run 2 time was 20:49 for 5K, a 6:43 pace, and the 4th fastest run split. This is the part that's amazing to me. Run 2 used to be my downfall. I would have a good run 1 and a decent bike, only to run a 25 or 26 minute 5K for run 2.

I'm very pleased to have the running thing down finally. Now I need to work on the bike and the swim. I think the swim is going to simply require time in the water to get better. That, and becoming more comfortable in the open water. There is a huge difference between the pool and a lake. As for the bike, improvements to the engine (me) should be the primary focus. They will be the least costly upgrades I can make. A tri-specific bike is another option, though extremely costly and not in the realm of possibilities right now. I am curious however, as to how much faster I could ride on a better quality bike. I would be interested in renting or borrowing one for a race just to find out if a carbon frame and different positioning would give me mph. Until then, engine work is my only option.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

2009 Fat Rabbit International, Sprint Duathlon

I just finished cleaning two bikes (including chains), two pairs of running shoes, one pair of cycling cleats, two helmets, two water bottles, and various other racing paraphernalia. My hands are so dry I can feel the skin stretch on the palms and fingers when I spread them out. I think the Starbucks is finally wearing off and the Elliot Ness is starting to kick in. I'm tired.

Mrs. P and I raced the Sprint Duathlon at the Fat Rabbit International Multi-sport Festival this morning at Alum Creek. We both did very well. The official results have yet to be posted online, but there was a post-race awards ceremony during which we found out that she finished third in her AG while I finished second in mine. My unofficial time was 1:15 and some change, which is nearly two minutes faster than last year.

The day started out early (as usual for race day) with my alarm going off at 3:30 AM. It took the second alarm to get me out of bed five minutes later. After a quick shower, it was time for breakfast: a peanut butter and jelly sandwich I had made the day before. I usually eat PB&J toast at home so this wasn't too far a departure. I was trying some new peanut butter though, JIF Natural PB. It's not as natural as Smucker's, but requires no refrigeration. Some of the extra ingredients are palm oil, sugar, and molasses. I still prefer just peanuts and salt. A quick check of the Weather Channel showed no signs of rain until later in the day, so I was optimistic about having a good race day.

We arrived at Alum Creek early, and though it was very much still dark, I was surprised to see how many people had arrived already. After picking up our race packets and chips, we went back to the Jeep to prep the bikes to be taken over to transition. Body marking was taking place just outside of the transition area and I must say that the woman who marked me had wonderful penmanship. Her number formations were spot on! Thanks for making me look good Marker Lady! Once inside transition, we found our racking spots easily enough. Fat Rabbit uses long racks and your spot coincides with your race number. Since we registered together, we were consecutive numbers and racked next to each other. I also noticed
the duathletes were all grouped together in our area on rack E.

Now that the most important pre-race item was completed (transition was to close at 6:30), it was time for the second most important item, finding a toilet! The first restroom I tried was full. There wasn't a line yet, but I wasn't keen on waiting when there were other locations to try. I did a warm-up run down the parking lot to the north end where there is another restroom. And since there was no one parked in the vicinity yet, I thought my chances would be good for finding it less inhabited. My instinct was correct and I had a happy restroom visit.

Finally ready to race, I jogged back to the Jeep where we took some pre-race photos.

Notice the textbook number
formation.
You can't see Mrs. P's body marking, but that's OK because it all wore off anyway!

As we were waiting, I was looking around at the clouds and noticing how dark they were getting.I distinctly recalled no rain in the forecast for the morning, but I'm beginning to become more than a little skeptical. Not five minutes after that the first raindrops began to fall. They were followed by many more!

It was all umbrellas and scrambling
for the tents for a while.

My offerings to the rain gods during training were not enough to stave of race day rain.

There was enough rain to get the grass pretty wet and soak everything in transition. But, when given rain, make rainbows right? Not! Just be prepared to get wet and have soggy socks. So with that in mind it was time to head over to the start.

I was struck by two things upon reaching the starting area. One, how many triathletes there were. I mean, it seemed like there were more than normal. And two, how few duathletes were there. I don't think I've seen a smaller duathlon field. Maybe the tri field was so large because people were switching over? (Like what I'm doing this season.)

I ceded myself towards the front and by the time we reached the end of the beach and turned into the woods for a short trail section, the field had strung out. I was running fifth heading onto the trail and maintained it to the turn around point one mile out. Even though I was hearing footsteps behind me, I was able to finish the first run in fifth place. Transition went smoothly as I had no problem finding the correct rack (E for Epcot) and locating my bike. Shoes off. Cleats on. Helmet on. And I was heading for transition exit.

I felt really good on the first few miles of the bike. A little too good? Possibly. I was pushing harder than I normally would. This race is so short and as it's the only duathlon I'm doing this season I wanted to push hard and see what would happen. I was still feeling good until about half way across a bridge crossing Alum Creek Reservoir. We were heading east and had a direct headwind. I knew when I was seeing fewer 19's and 20's for speed and more 16's and 17's that I was losing steam. But I pressed on, not worrying about the people passing me, but about going faster than I did one year ago. After all, that was my goal, to beat 1:16:56.

My bike leg was decent, with an average speed a little over 18.5 mph. The course was slightly rolling with a good climb towards the end. The wind was there, but it could have been worse. There were a few stinky roadkill areas, but nothing horrific. My biggest beef was with the people drafting. It wasn't everyone, but the one's who were doing it were working together to illegally decrease their bike time. That's a time penalty if you get caught. I hope they got caught. But I doubt they did.

Rolling into T2, I was ready to make a statement on the run. Racked the bike. Helmet off. Cleats off. Shoes back on. And I was motoring out of transition. I mean I was cruising. It was like a Tuesday night speed session. I knew I couldn't maintain that kind of crazy pace so I backed off eventually. There weren't a lot of people ahead of me but I passed one on the sidewalk at the beach and another on the trail section. A few more back out on the road. I was beginning to wonder if I would have a repeat of Wendy's where I would not be passed on the run. With about a mile or so to go I heard footsteps again. This fellow was behind me heading out of transition and had been pacing off of me to that point. Then he put a pass on me. "Go get 'em," I shouted. He responded by yelling for me to keep up with him. I didn't think that was going to happen so I let him go. For a little bit. The run headed back into the park, around a bend, and into the parking lot. I had got my breath back and was soon pulling him back in. But not quick enough. He finished about 15 seconds ahead of me. No big loss though as he was a sprint tri competitor and wouldn't affect my overall placing.

We chatted for a bit outside the finish area, then he was off to find his wife who was a spectator somewhere, and I was off to find mine, who was an athlete out on the course somewhere. I jogged and walked backward along the run course for a little over a mile before I saw her coming around a bend. She did NOT have her happy face on. Her knee was giving her problems again and she was in a lot of pain. But with just a couple walking breaks, she pushed through to the finish, beating her time from last year by nearly 15 minutes. That's huge! Completing endurance events is great for those who are physically gifted and have an easy time doing it. The true inspiration comes from the people who don't have such an easy time getting from the start line to the finish line. Congratulations to Mrs. P for gritting it out and whooping her time from last year like a red headed step-child. (No offense intended to red headed step children.)

After packing up and attending the awards presentation, it was time for some post-race photos.

I think I'll call this one "Self Portrait For Two From the Hood of a Car."
Mrs. P showcasing her plaque like a Price is Right model!

Sorry for the long post but I felt like being meticulous in my recounting. Hopefully I'll follow this up soon with the official results once their posted.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Erie Marathon News


I just entered the 2009 Erie Marathon at Presque Isle, PA. This is a mid-September race and I'm hoping to use it as a tune-up for Columbus five weeks later. That being said, if all systems are go that morning, I may push it and see what happens, as it is a Boston qualifier and is flatter than Columbus. A 3:40 or quicker finish would be just fine with me, as I'm still planning on saving everything for October 18, to the extant that I may even join the 3:10 pace group. Now there's some optimism!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Rite Aid Marathon Photos

Here are some nice series of photos from this year's Rite Aid Marathon for your viewing enjoyment. Now that I've figured out how to post multiple images, expect to see much more of this in the future!

The first three images are of Ladd and me somewhere in the early part of the marathon. It's somewhere after mile 4 and before mile 11, because Ladd has already handed off his top shirt layer to Marsha, and I still have my long sleeves on.


Contrary to appearances, we weren't talking that much while running. We were pushing much too hard to hold any conversations!

The next four photos were shot somewhere after mile 11, which is where I was able to hand off my long sleeve layer, also to Marsha. Judging by the curve in the road, I would guess somewhere around Cleveland Browns Stadium or Burke Lakefront Airport.


No, I wasn't pulling away from Ladd yet. He must have slowed for a gel or something.

The next two photos are after mile 17 by my estimate. We're climbing a hill heading south on East Blvd. I'm not hurting really bad yet, but I'm getting close. The guy in the tie-dye shirt will eventually pass me, I will pass him back, and he'll pass me again for good.

The next two photos are between miles 19 and 21, heading north on Martin Luther King Dr. I am in serious pain at this point, as my face will clearly show. Full leg muscle cramps are now in progress.
This is the kind of pain that makes people ask me why I run. My answer? Because it feels really good when the pain stops!


I'm not at all sure where this next photo was taken. There are no landmarks to help me and I can't place it from memory. And there's no one else around to help me judge where it's at.



Finally at the finish. I'm hurting, but only physically. The guy in the background got tripped up by a traffic cone and went down hard in front of me. So not only was he hurting physically, but mentally too. He lost time and wiped out in front of everybody. Not to mention it being announced on the loud speaker!



3:22:45


Here's a couple photos of Heather finishing her first (running) half marathon.

She looks like a boxer!


She's very tense looking when she runs.

Well that's all for now. I'm still working on a Father's Day post, but that may take a couple more days to get up.