Last year after Age Group Nationals I decided I wanted AG Nationals to be my A races this year. I wanted to come back to Milwaukee to podium and qualify for Team USA. My training this year has been a little inconsistent (but way more consistent than the last 2-3 years). I felt confident I could be in the mix for Team USA in the Olympic distance race, and even more confident about the sprint race. The goal of making the podium in the Olympic was forgotten, but not so in the sprint.
I flew in Thursday night and met up with Carmel at the airport. We grabbed a cab to the hotel and then headed out to Rock Botttom brewery for trivia night. Last year my team, Two Non-blondes won; defeating the team with former Olympic volleyball player, Tom. This year we teamed up with Tom and only came in second.
Friday was all about getting checked in, a quick run, and the practice swim. I got lost on the practice swim and swam the entire course. And I spent too much time on my feet and in the sun without eating lunch.
Saturday I woke up feeling pretty good and headed down to transition early. I set up my bike and run gear and headed back to my hotel to nap and then eat. I have no idea why I thought Canadian turkey bacon was a good idea. I don't eat turkey bacon, nor do I eat Canadian bacon. And I'm pretty sure that is what caused my race to become the race to the port-a-potty. I begged to get to the front of the line, not because my wave was getting in the water to warm up, but because I didn't want to have to wash my shorts if I didn't even get to race. I missed my wave start. And two more waves started before I felt comfortable enough to leave the vicinity of the port-a-potties.
I went back to the hotel for a four hour nap and then back to the race for a team photo and to get my bike ready for the sprint race. But 7:30 PM I was asleep, hoping to sleep off the headache, nausea, chills and body aches. I slept until 6:30 AM.
I woke up feeling like I had done an Ironman the day before. Full on body aches. I went back to bed for another four hours. Then I headed down to the race to get my bike. I felt better and decided I needed Chipotle so this trip wasn't a complete bust. Twenty minutes after I ate my decision not to race the sprint was validated. My goals for this year are being rolled to next year. I'll be back in Milwaukee for Age Group Nationals 2015. I'm bringing my own breakfast next year.