Monday, September 5, 2016

Event / Venue Report - Beach 2 Battleship, Oct 2015



Distances: Full (140.6) and Half (70.3), both run on Saturday.
Where: Wrightsville Beach and Wilmington, North Carolina.

Since I covered the results of my race under Turns Out, Triathlon is a Team Sport, I won't reiterate much of that but did want to give blog space to cover the event itself.  Wrightsville Beach is about an 8 h drive from the Philadelphia area, and I was happy to be carpooling down with Gaby and Emily.  We arrived on Thursday evening, checked into our hotel, and grabbed dinner.

Jennie, Erik, Emily, Gaby, Me.  Missing Matt and Jack.
After our morning shake out runs, we headed over to race check-in at the Wilmington convention center.  Packet pickup wound you through the expo which made it seem a bit more crowded than it actually was.  The last stop along the maze was athlete weigh-in, for those doing the full.  Along the way we found Erik and Jennie, and so took the opportunity to grab a partial team photo (missing coaches Jack and Matt).  In case you missed it - I just described a Friday check-in for a Saturday race.  Yep, bet that's no longer allowed under the new race management (Ironman seems to always make you check in 2 d before the race).

I believe we grabbed lunch downtown prior to heading back to the hotel to get ready for our team shake out ride.   This event uses a split transition, so we met up at T1, at Wrightsville Beach Park, so we could drop our bikes and T1 bags afterward.  T2 was at the convention center, so dropping bags on the way to the athlete dinner was easy.  I don't remember a thing about the athlete dinner, except that I was there.  Oh yeah, and that it wasn't free.  You had to buy a ticket in advance, for $1.  I assume this was a means to gauge how many would attend, since I'm unsure how common it is for half iron athletes to look for the race-provided pre-race dinner.
Jack, Emily, Gaby, Jennie, Matt, Me.  Missing Erik.

Race shuttles.  On race morning, all athletes were shuttled from T1 to near the swim start (~2.3 mi), which kept the volume down on the small beach roadsIf you stayed near T2, you had to buy a ticket ahead of time for the race morning shuttle from T2 to T1 (~10 mi), have your own car, or get a taxi.  Seems pretty inconvenient.  On the flip side, if you stayed in Wrightsville Beach, as we did, then you had to have a plan for getting back there after the race.  (I don't recall there being any post-race shuttles.)  Luckily Matt had his not-racing girlfriend along, and Emily, Gaby and I were able to squeeze into his SUV that she had driven to the finish area.  Since T2 was inside the convention center, we didn't have to get our bikes after the race, and could collect them in the morning.  This was really convenient and what we did, before attending the athlete breakfast.  However once the volume of racers picks up under the new race name - it's already known T2 won't fit inside the convention center - I'd say the shuttle scenario is probably going to need some tweaking. 

Back to race morning.  The shuttles started moving people really early and it was cold on the beach at that time of day (remember, it was October).  This leads me to mention another quirk for this race - no morning clothes drop.  I knew this was the case but thought I'd be warm enough in my wetsuit.  Eh, not so much.  I laid down to get out of the wind and hoped I could use the time to sneak in a bit more rest, however all I did was shiver.  Trash cans on the beach were filled with discarded clothing, including the socks I brought.  I'd be surprised if Ironman continued with this particular tradition.
Swim start is at the southern tip of the peninsula,
and ends at Seapath Yacht Club.

Those details aside, the Swim is pretty awesome.  It takes place in a channel connected to the Atlantic Intercoastal Waterway, and is well-known for being highly current-aided - it is said even a bag of potato chips could make the 2 h 20 min swim cut-off.  Despite the quick moving water, we were allowed to use the beach for swim warm up.  The race was a mass start from the beach, entering the water through an inflated archway.  I lined up relatively near the front so I could see my coach go off with the other elites (race had no official Pro wave).  The current was moving swiftly enough that people got dispersed in the water rather readily, reducing the cluster-F that you might imagine could ensue with a swimmer like me getting into the water somewhat early.  Water temp is generally upper 60's to low 70's, and wetsuit use is mandatory (due to the venue).

Anyway, though it helps to reduce everyone's time, swimming in swiftly-moving water is not exactly easy and the bumps make me feel a little out of control.  The left turn was straight forward, but the right turn was a bit tough to execute, having to work across the current a bit to not cut the buoy.  After another left turn swimmers grabbed one of I think 3 ladders to climb out by.  Timing mats were on the dock after clearing the vertical ladder area.

This made Transition 1 fairly long, as it ran through the marina, past some showers, down Dock Dr, across Causeway Ave, and over to the field.  We grabbed our own T1 bags (lined up on the grass) and once in the tent, I don't recall there being volunteers there to help and I don't remember what I did with my T1 bag afterward, though I know it got transported to T2 at some point.  All told, T1 was 0.3 mi long.

The loop is ridden counter clockwise.  1033 ft elevation gain.

The Bike starts out with a bunch of turns to get under and then over to River to the Sea Bikeway (that's the name as it shows up on GoogleMaps) where you cross another strip of water way over a metal draw bridge (mi 3.4).  A little nerve wracking to bike over but made better by not having many other cyclists around me (event used to be limited to 900 participants; wonder how many M-dot will allow)8 mi later we were on I-140 (mi 11-23), on the left lane with cars in the right lane, center lane was empty.  You want to keep your eyes open here because for some reason, riders occasionally swerve erratically into cones.  Yes, it was a windy day, but I didn't think the wind was sassy enough to explain what looked like poor bike handling skills from some participants.  Read: pass wide and with authority.

From here we headed North on Rt 421, 9 miles to the start of the 67 mi clockwise loop that I don't remember much of note from.  Other than the terribly annoying pavement cuts around mi 80-90 (ba-blam, ba-blam, ba-blam, for miles!).  Only way to avoid them was to ride on the very narrow edge of the road, to the right of the paint stripe (leaving you 6" of surface?).  Eventually we came back toward Wilmington on Rt 421, which was 1) super awesome with the massive tail wind and 2) the only place where bike marshaling was unfortunately missing.  There was one large active intersection with cross traffic at a signal light, and I'm sure this would have been frightening/frustrating had I not had the green light.  After that, traffic was backed up on this road (due to the race?) and though the shoulder was very wide, at this point it had some debris in it that would have been nice to have had swept before hand.  At the tail end of the course, there was another drawbridge crossing over Northeast Cape Fear River (mi 111) that put you in downtown Wilmington, paralleling the northern portion of the run course.

T2.  We handed off bikes and ran into the convention center, past hanging racks holding our T2 bags (like Lake Placid had).  Temporary walls were set up with portable wall partitions, and the women's change area was set up right outside of actual bathrooms.  Again, I don't remember volunteers inside the change area, but assume I handed my bag to someone upon exit.

The run starts from the small nub and
 heads north 0.4 mi and south ~6 mi from T2.
The run course is a double out-and-back with the first 0.4 mi going north, then the course goes south and curls clockwise around Greenfield Lake to the amphitheater, overall offering a mix of sun and shade.  In the middle, it passed by the water front - where the finish line was this year - and down Front street, which provided good crowd support with people at restaurants and bars.  There was one significant hill (Walnut St), which we ran up at miles ~1 and 14, and down and at ~12 and 25.  Though a somewhat small race with 494 full participants, the overlap with some of the half-distance participants helped to make for a good number of athletes around - neither crowded nor lonely.

The run is mostly flat, except when it isn't.  436 ft elevation gain.
I didn't notice any grand stands around the finish line but from what I remember running through it, it compared well with other IM's I've done with respect to music and cheeringThe post race food was more than I could enjoy right after such exertion.  I loved the post-race massage and finisher's PJ bottoms, and that my friend Emily met me and guided me along.  Nothing beats having friends at the finish line!

After the race we got cleaned up and headed out for dinner, with me alternating between lying on the table from being drained, and dancing like I had ants in my pants, because my legs were so uncomfortable and twitchy.  The walk to and from was probably good for all of us.  But since we stayed in Wrightsville Beach, we didn't see the end of the race.

By and large, athlete breakfast was the usual deal, aside from the $1 paid in advance.  This event had a master's podium in addition to the overall and AG, and there was also a prime - sponsored by Cadence Cycling and Multisport - for the fastest male and female run splits for the full.  Many athletes collected their awards before breakfast and hit the road early, so attendance was a bit thin.  

Heafty weight finishers medal.
Overall, this was a very-well run event, and most of those who previously thumbed their noses at it because it didn't bear the Ironman label should really be ashamed of themselves.  Congratulations - you now get to pay $400 more for the same exact raceOh wait, come to think of it, I guess your $400 covers the cost of the post-race video.  I don't remember B2B had one of those.


This stowable bag arrived in the
mail shortly after the race.


Sunday, August 21, 2016

Race Report - Survival of the Mills, Oct 2015

I really wanted to write a race report for this one, because it was such a fun, unique and quirky format race.  Unfortunately, I waited so long to complete it, that I think some details are sure to suffer.
What: A 3-format multisport event held in Wells Mill County Park in Waretown, NJ.

Distances: 5 k run,
               26.6 mi 5-stage duathlon, and
               30.0 mi 7-stage triathlon.

Course: Makes use of the soft/sandy/hilly park trails, a small lake, and an adjacent 4.5 miles of pretty quiet and smooth road.  It's a really nice venue for the event size.

Inspired by: Survival of the Shawnagunks (link).

The whole duathlon course.  The triathlon swim takes place at the lake (Oyster Creek) near the reservation.
My coach didn't know I was going to do this event, which I signed up for 2 days ahead of time.  My Training Peaks workout instructions were: 2 h bike on Saturday - "have fun"; and 1 h run on Sunday - "don't press and just get the miles in".  Well ok; 1 week out from Beach 2 Battleship, surely that meant this race was a great idea, as long as I took it easy, right?  Probably not, but I did it anyway, choosing the duathlon due to what was forecasted to be very cold weather.  And true to prediction, it was FREEZING race morning, with my car showing 29 on the drive there.  Twenty-nine degrees Fahrenheit - and some people were actually doing the triathlon!   

I got to the race site good and early, and since we were able to select any ol rack position, I chose an excellent one as close to the isle and to the bike in/out as remained possible.  After a stop at the warm bathroom facilities (there were porta potties too, but why pass up a warm bathroom?) I went back to the car to finish my coffee and layer on my race clothing.

My game plan was to start the event with lots of clothing on and peel off as I went.  I had on cycling shorts, running tights, and cycling tights over that.  I had on a long-sleeved compression top, a sleeveless tri top, a zipping shrug, and my cycling jacket.  I wore my headband as an earband, had two pairs of socks on, and wore full finger disposable gloves over my cycling gloves.  I clipped my run bib onto my race belt and headed to the starting line, mesmerized by some others who from my point of view appeared hugely under dressed in shorts and tank tops.

Wave StartsThe 5 k started first and there was a gap in time to allow them all to clear the branch point where they ran straight but we veered left.  This took a bit.  Next one or two waves were male triathletes.  All women triathletes and all duathletes took off together as the last group.

Run 1, 1.3 mi.  Runners go about a half mile on main trail then left turn onto a single track winding trail which leads back to transition.
Run 1 (1.3 mi).  The trail started out firmer and maybe 3 people abreast wide but became single track and ugh, very sandy - so hard to run on.  I was warm in no time.  I was also torn between not wanting to get dropped (work harder!) and chanting over and over “take it easy, you are not racing this”, all the while wondering about how difficult it felt following my field hockey game the day before. 


Transition 1While I was certainly over dressed for Run 1 what I was really worried about was Bike 1, since the course was shaded and temp was still under 40 deg (or so it felt; GarminConnect reports otherwise).  And what I did not want to do was waste time in transition dicking around with putting clothes on.  I made it through quickly, only needing to change my shoes.  At this time I did not yet own toe covers and would make do using the corners cut from grocery store plastic bags placed over my toes inside the shoes.  Really works rather well but probably adds a couple seconds per shoe change.

Bike course, 4.5 mi out and back for 9 mi total, beginning where the black circle is, and initially heading east.

Bike 1 (9 mi).  Though my mind said “keep it easy, you are not racing this”, my ego was all “get them!”, particularly because biking felt better than running.  The bike is an out and back with transition placing you near the middle of the 4.5 mi stretch, so you start right away seeing people ~4 miles ahead of you.  I was killing people on the descents, mostly because I had a TT bike and aero helmut while many competitors had road or hybrid bikes.  I intentionally did not work hard up hill, which led to some cat and mouse with one female athlete who was really moving through the climbs but throwing away free speed by sitting upright instead of using her drops.  No worries, she caught me easily in the run.

T2.  Let the peeling begin.  I ditched the plastic from my toes but I think kept the 2 pairs of socks on, hoping it would warm up enough that this would be sufficient for B2.  I also ditched my coat but I think I kept on the disposable long fingered gloves.

Run 2, 4.0 miles, partly along the "challenging and technical" Oyster Creek trail.

Run 2 (4 mi).  This run too, started on a wider and firmer trail, before changing to narrow, windy single track with enough tight tree groupings and low-hanging branches, that I honestly wondered how some of the larger competitors were going to handle it.  This segment doesn't favor anyone over, I'm guessing 5'9", as I felt like ducking and I'm only 5'3+" tall.  For the triathletes, this was a 2.25 mi run segment to the little lake, where there was a small transition area for people to have their wetsuits staged, if desired.  Talk on Slowtwitch leaned toward, "suck it up, it's only 0.4 mi", and I get that point of view, but how those racers got out of the 60-some degree water to run in then 50's degree air temp was beyond me.  Pure crazy, but entertaining to watch as I ran by.  1.7 mi closed out the distance between the lake and the main transition area.

T3.  Nothing to do here but change my shoes and don my helmet.

Bike 2 (9 mi).  Same course as before, and I seem to recall I was suitably dressed w/o my plastic bag toe covers and coat.  It's possible I pressed, when I should not have.

T4.  Here I shed my long fingered gloves, outer pair of socks, cycling tights, and possibly also the bolero, leaving me in cycling shorts plus running tights, underarmor shirt plus tri top, and cycling gloves - which I tend to leave on b/c I struggle with removing them quickly.  I also have occasionally tripped in duathlons and been pretty happy for the hand protection, and this course was insane.

Run 3, 5 k in the clockwise direction.  "First mile is main trail and then you pass through Racoon Branch trail.  Then to Estlow trail which has single track trails, ups and downs and finally you finish with a technical section of foot bridges."

Run 3 (3.1 mi).  This was the same 5 k course that the 5 k runners ran.  More soft sand for the first portion, then transitioning to zig zags through trees and some elevated plank foot bridges like on the American Zofingen course, and super fun.  I seem to recall the hills were larger for this run segment as well.  Anyway, as hard as all the running was in this event, it was just a blast to do.

Finish line.  This was a fun atmosphere with a nice grassy space for spectators to hang out.  Several had their dogs along.  Athlete food was right there, with no segregation, which made for a nice all inclusive kind of feeling.  Maybe that's usual for small events and I just haven't done enough of them.  The format of the race, using several transitions, kept the athletes coming through in a way that was hopefully interesting.

I don't know whether this event will really fit in with my race plans this year, but I may do it again anway and just jog it in, because it was so fun and definitely the kind of event I'd like to see thrive.  All kinds of participants on all kinds of bike varieties, just a wonderful atmosphere.  If you have a sense of adventure, check it out!


TimePaceAG RankGenderOverall
Run 1
T1
13:28
1:51
[10:46/mi]
  
5 / 5
3 / 5
8 / 13
9 / 13
31 / 37
28 / 37
Bike 1
T2
30:39
1:36
[17.6 mph]2 / 5
3 / 5
3 / 13
5 / 13
18 / 37
19 / 37
Run 2
T3
50:51
1:28
[12:43/mi]4 /5
2 / 5
8 / 13
4 / 13
31 / 36
16 / 36
Bike 2
T4
30:59
1:07
[17.4 mph]
 
2 / 5
2 / 5
2 / 13
3 / 13
15 / 36
7 / 36
Run 336:47[11:52/mi]3 /55 / 1322 / 36
Overall2:48:443/5 -> 1/35 / 1324 / 36

27 5 k runners, 80 triathletes, plus 37 duathletes made for 144 participants overall.  Cute event, seizure-inducing website.

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Race Report - Quassy Olympic, June 2016

Bill, Emily, Gaby, Jill, myself

Despite lighting out of Connecticut in the early 90's with an intention to never return (my folks moved out in '94), I definitely have a continued fondness for Lake Quassapaug, and was excited to return to race here again.  This one wasn't necessarily timed the best for me to kick ass, being only 3 weeks after the American Zofingen Long Course, but I was none-the less looking forward to seeing how I was staking up in my age group which at this race had run as deep as 31 and 39 ladies in years 2014 and 2015.

The above said, I really had my grumpy pants on when it came time to depart.  I was thinking this should be a 3.5 h drive; ok, a bit longer to get to Middlebury versus just to Danbury but still, not terrible.  Unfortunately I had a brain fart and totally overlooked the added time suck for Friday rush hour traffic, which on a drive from Philly by NYC was just going to be painful without taking a half day at work, which I couldn't do.  I was on an interview schedule and so got on the road ~3:19 pm, grousing about the required check-in on Friday evening for an olympic distance race.  My opinion - anything 70.3 and below just does not need this unless there is some kind of outside security complication - eg Escape the Cape which is held at the Cape May, NJ ferry terminal and has some special security restrictions, or possibly those races with multiple transition locations / point-to-point format (Pocono's or Raleigh 70.3's).

Despite the 4.5 h drive I made it in time since Rev3 generously allows until 8:15 pm to get your bike racked, but I was too late to scout the bike course, which was important to me.  Regardless of my state of recovery since my last race, I was not showing up in CT for a pleasant morning bike ride - I was there to ride the shit out of that course to the best of my ability.  I was also looking forward to a good swim, or rather looking forward to see how that was going to turn out given my relative soft swim training over the last several months.  The run - plan was to give it what I had, knowing it might not be much and that without a pacing plan there was a good chance I'd overcook the bike.

Jill and I got checked into the hotel, a delightfully quiet one compared to my last trip to Middlebury (screaming baby, barking dog, wedding party, and middle-of-the-night domestic dispute!) and headed back out for a bite to eat at a local pizza pub type place.  I got settled into bed dog tired at 10 pm.

-- Race morning was FOGGY.  Maybe 100 m visibility at the beach, which led to a delayed race start.  It also meant we were restricted to a very small swim pen for warm-up, but this was better than nothing.  I got in and out of the water several times, trying to stay wet and loose.  The water temp was fantastic, 72.  While out of the water I enjoyed the company of my friends also racing: Jill, Emily, Gaby, and Bill, and also hooked up with a random stranger getting her morning dance groove on.

-- The swim got underway 30 min behind schedule, so not too bad, and my wave was 30 min after that.  I lined up at the water's edge, a pretty bold spot for me, and headed out with a sprint and a dive into the water (I tried dolphin diving but don't think I gained anything over those who didn't).  I may not be the fastest, but damn it, I brought game face today regardless.  From a mental perspective, this was probably one of my very best swims.  I held the buoy line better than probably ever before.  I swam shoulder to mid-drift with women on both sides, holding pace without freaking out - an absolute first for me.  And I never got clobbered with an elbow which is always my concern.  The crowd never seemed thick and I was jazzed to be overtaking caps of different colors.  I was also jazzed about how good my shoulder felt.  Could it be I was setting a new Oly swim PR?  Alas, no.  But I did swim a pace dead-centered within the "hard but not a sprint, maybe hold for 15-20 min" range I got in January - I'll take it. 

-- The swim exit/T1 had the same slight up hill on shoddy chip seal pavement as before, but a nice carpet was laid out all the way to transition - thank you Rev3!  I ran it with purpose until the edge of the carpet, where I took off my wetsuit.  Don't know where I stubbed my toe but think it had to have been while struggling to get my feet free of the suit, else I could not have sprinted up the carpet barefoot like I did.  I had applied Tri Slide liberally to my feet when I put my wetsuit on, but I guess that did not stand up to the sand I sat in during the race delay?  Unlike my last time at Quassy, my bike was not alone in transition despite my being in the 2nd to last wave, and I ran out of T1 feeling like I had a good start on this race.

-- The bike course was fun!  I headed out picking people off with glee - man I love this bike.  Unfortunately the course was not closed to traffic and I ran into a couple of odd traffic jams.  The roads had some damage which made people's riding position in the lane - maybe 1/3-1/4 of the way to the left of the very far right road edge - reasonably necessary at times.  This meant those passing were probably in the middle of the lane, and that I was just the allowed side of the yellow line while passing the passers.  

I am quite aware that while I pass others there is probably someone else with a target on my back, so I move as far right as possible as soon as I can.  But here I was, pretty far left when a car pulled out and made a right turn from a side road.  This was on a portion of the road with traffic - both Pro's heading back to transition and cars - in both directions, and I found myself in a pickle.  Without being strictly single file and with the on-coming bikes/cars, the cars in my lane of travel couldn't get around the slower cyclists.  And with the on-coming traffic the cars in my lane were driving well toward the shoulder.  This left me with... the yellow line as my passing lane?  I have to think what I did was illegal and I tried to apologize to the driver as I passed - I just did not know how I was supposed to get around themThe first driver screamed at me, the second one did not.  Thankfully that situation didn't last too long before we turned off to start the loop, meaning no more overlap with those returning to transition.  BTW, I'm pretty sure the answer is I am not supposed to get around the cars.  I think I'm supposed to cope with riding slowly until the road opens up.  I know I have to pass other cyclists on the left, but I really am not sure if passing cars on the left is allowed at all.

After the turn off I was climbing up a hill on another not-so-awesome pavement road with cyclists all over it (~mi 11), when I recognized Emily's Do Epic Shit socks.  Tee he he, I never dreamed of catching her.  I spent the ride waiting for the moment Jill would catch me since both of these ladies have higher FTP's than I do, but Emily was doing the bike leg of a relay team with a strong swimmer and was ahead of me from the beginning.  I was already playing cat and mouse with a couple of cyclists that were stronger than me up hill but that I could catch going down hill, and now I added Emily to the list of riders I figured would show back up at some point.  Now to be fair, Emily was on her road bike.  I'm confident that on her TT bike I never would have seen her.

25.6 miles, 2028 ft elevation gain.  The loop portion is biked counter-clockwise.

We turned onto Route 63 where the pavement was awesome and the road had a nice shoulder, then left onto Anderson Rd and again onto Hard Hill Rd N.  It was on one of these where weird race-traffic issue number two took place.  A dump truck passed with plenty of space and then veered left, before reversing across the road into a driveway just aheadThree of us had to slam on our brakes to avoid becoming colored spots on the side of the truck.  That was, interesting...  We got around the front of the truck and carried on but I could hear riders behind us bitching the guy out pretty good. 
 
Hard Hill Road N/S is the longest straight stretch of road on this course (I think) and has some sweet-ass descents on it.  I felt fantastic and caught a glimpse of my Garmin reflecting 46 mph.  Wheeeeeee!!!  I was extra pleased after the race to compare notes with Gaby and find we hit the same speed.  Booya, that now makes 2 places where I've hit the same speed as he.  ;-p  Later when I finally got the file transferred to Strava, I was confused to find my top speed reflected as 50.6 mph.  Hmm, not so sure I believe that.  I have never hit that speed on a bicycle and had previously maxed out in the upper 30's on my Cervelo, so if 46 is real, then boy-howdy.  

Anyway, it felt like I was fading as I head back to transition and here people were passing me that I couldn't reel back in.  In the end my weighted W/kg was 2.6, ~79% of FTP which was... low?  No idea as I didn't have a plan for this. 

-- Dismount into T2 went well and I'm loving the Shimano cleats with rubber grippers since I'm able to run pretty well in them.  But what is that sensation in my toe?  Uh oh.  Ultimately my T2 was sloppy while I fumbled putting on my run watch.  I've never done this in transition before; I always aim to start out with everything pre-strapped to my body but the new wetsuit has super super narrow wrists and I'm just not ready to destroy it by ripping it off over a watch.  I head out without taking stock of my surroundings and laughed as another runner took a cup of water from the aid table and tossed it at herself, dousing my hand.  "Hey thanks, I needed to wash that hand", which was sticky from my water bottle concoction.  "You're welcome", said Emily - ugh, how'd she get in front of me?!  Turns out she had a much better transition than I did, even though she found herself surprised to be doing the run (turns out their relay runner no-showed).

-- I headed out on the run course at a pace that wasn't easy, but wasn't horrible either.  It seemed flat so I rolled with it, then it seemed down hill so I tried to let the terrain carry me along while I caught my breath (which never happened).  That first mile was a split of 7:50.  Whaaaat?  Unfortunately I slowed a minute per mile for nearly each split after that while feeling increasingly weak and nauseous.  The truth was, I didn't put a great deal of thought into my nutrition for this race, and have more experience of late on long stuff than on courses of this length.  I think I under ate and over drank on the bike, and the combo of "need calories but think I'm going to hurl from liquid sloshing" is not easy to solve.  I had my gel at mile 2 which may have been too late.  Then - wham - my toe was like fuuuuuck this.  I couldn't believe how much it hurt, reducing me to a hobble on the down hill around mile 3.7.  What the hell, did I actually break it?  A number of ladies in my AG passed me (I thought I counted 5), all with great paces and I would have loved to have dialed just one of them in.  But not today.  With the end nearly in sight I threw down all I had left, pulling off a huge sprint that only serves to show I blew the run (final 0.1 mi, from 9:33 to 5:11 per mile).  No worries, I had so much fun today, I didn't even care.  

6.2 mi, 995 ft elevation gain.  Loop is run clockwise.
Results 
Swim T1 Bike T2 Run Total
Time 32:12 2:22 1:27:25 1:55 59:54 3:03:48
Pace/Speed 2:09/100m 17.6 mph 9:39/mi
Cat Place 17/59 3/59 4/59 19/59 17/59 10/59
Cat % 18% 3% 5% 31% 28% 16%
Sex Place 129/310 41/310 46/310 149/310 127/310 79/310
Sex % 41% 13% 15% 48% 41% 25%
OA Place 394/799 134/799 249/799 429/799 407/799 317/799
OA % 49% 17% 31% 54% 51% 40%
Click here for Full Results

(My AG had 44 finishers and 3 DNF; the other 12 were DNS).

-- Recap.  This race was so much fun, I'll have to come back some day.  Maybe take advantage of the race-day check-in fee of $35 to avoid the hotel stay fee of $150?  I had a blast.  I love the venue.  The organization was great.  The lake was awesome.  The bike course was serious fun.  The run is going to be tough no matter what; nearly 1000 ft over 6 miles is nothing to sneeze at.  If you get the chance, check out Rev3 Quassy - it's a damn good time.