The next race on my journey was the European Cup in Quateira, Portugal. My preparation for the race was as follows: 3 days out I started to focus on my food intake. This involved not eating to much that I was too full to walk, but to eat regularly with the aim to constantly keep my glycogen stores topped up. The food I was eating mainly involved low GI (glycemic index) carbohydrates (brown pasta and rice). These low GI foods provided slow release carbohydrates at a sustained level to prevent any sugar spikes and thus, provide me with a constant flow of energy. The draw back to these food types is that they usually are high in fibre and therefore, I must be careful not to eat them to close to running and especially racing. The day out from the race, low GI foods were replaced by high GI (white bread, pasta and rice) and again, this was consumed at regular intervals to ensure my body was fuelled for the challenge ahead.
The race was situated in the Algarve and took place on the coast. The swim was in the Atlantic ocean, which initially did not trouble me, but up close, witnessing the ferocity of the sea and the anger that waves bestowed on the shore; I was certainly not prepared for the onslaught to come! When the gun went we sprinted into the sea to be greeted by a series of forceful waves that appeared to have one purpose: to prevent as many triathletes as possible swimming! Once this metaphorical brick wall was over come, the swim eventually settled down, but I use the term "swim" very loosly as the swim turn into a survival. Juggling between a powerful under lying current and perpetual waves that seemed to just appear, the 2 lap swim was swum in earnest.
Finally out the sea, and in one piece, the race started to unfold. I was fortunate to really enjoy the choppy waters and emerged as one of the fastest swimmers (top 10) and this set me up perfectly for a competitive race. A swift transition and I was out on my bike thundering down the main high street of Quateira. The bike course depicted a series of arteries that navigated around the town and this meant a lot of out and backs and thus, power and efficiency were essential to secure a good bike leg. For me, the bike was really good. I was in a good pack of around 20 guys and felt comfortable, competent and competitive, which is a big step forward for me. The course was 6 laps and included a step uphill climb for about 300m, 180 degree turn at the top, then a descent down that included a sharp 90 degree right hand turn that, unfortunately, claimed quite a few crashes from over zealous athletes misreading the corner.
Into transition for the last time, and I was in a very good position to begin a solid run. After my race in Valparasio, Chile, I was very confident with my running form and knew I had a big run in me. I began the 10km with my trademark sprint out of transition to immediately feel the 40km bike still massaging my legs. I had a choice: Do I fight the feeling, push harder, force my running or relax and maintain form? I actually employed both techniques with my emphasis being on holding form. As the laps were ticked off my running legs came back and on the 4th lap of 4 I was moving swiftly and flowing with my running.
The race highlighted many positives that I am pleased to say: I am finally mastering. This race is a big step forward in my journey to the top and things will only get better from now on!