Good people,
so today we continue with some thoughts and, above all, Martin's view of the race in Klagenfurt. I am a little in time pressure, but what is not written today, that is then written at the end of the week. So go with Martin:
"Hi,
the day for the Mathes and I have been training the last six months so diligently and hard, is already history. We are IRONMAN! Mathes has to make plays, and in an amazing time and I for the second time WOW! I'm proud, really. And even though I have not achieved my dream destination. I'm super happy and satisfied with my great time of 10:11 hours.
And all thanks to one person: Mathes. Had the good man be book not written, the "Triathlon-stone" would be, as you might know, with me probably not got the ball rolling and I had many great moments with good now Friends not seen.
That must now get out first: THANK YOU, MATHES! Those were two great years with sports all the bells and whistles. You are a top coach and I trust your word hundred percent. Thank you for your advice given you so much trouble and I have often constructed and motivated. I hope we start some time together again in an Ironman. It was also thanks to the super nice company to Prince Rainer and Axel, really a great time in Austria.
But now up to my little Raceday-Review. As Anna had also written so well in the comments, it was as good as the race went off at last. After months of intensive training and the permanent tension the ever increased, it was a pleasure to finally give gas. And if I understood correctly, Anna and Mary were really glad to be rid of the nerve bundle.
Martin while swimming in the canal - huii because it was not yet so close. The luck of the fastest swimmer. Since you have to time the story of Prince Rainer (swim time 1:18 hours) listen! However, I could very well be on 2000 athletes in the water (start, were around 2600) can do without. What kind of a tramp, kicked, and cut Gehacke. Unbelievable! In contrast Lanzarote was a birthday party. What was perhaps even to my somewhat awkward position. Since I had targeted a life time to 58 minutes, I am after we (Rainer, Axel, Mathes), we had adopted upset each other, in the fast-swimmer area (less than 1 hour) gone and there in order to be fast to swim freely in the third row on the inside. A blunder, as it turned out himself. The inside is always the page to which all flowing forth. And at the first turn buoy then meet each other in the water about 1,500 athletes who want to beat the brand around. I had swallowed during the first 1500 meters so much water that I had always puffing to the surface to the Wörthersee broth cough. Unpleasant feeling. As it was then a little free, I have the little pace and immediately attracted me was miserably hot. I thought all the time: "I hope I do not get heat stroke!"
came in the channel then the first leg cramps (I think because of the heat in the Neo) and luckily I spotted my brother Michael and his girlfriend Marieke and my parents at the channel edge, which I cheered wildly and herliefen next to me. Pure motivation! Even Maria's brother Leif slept properly to the wheel and called me at every breath right cheers.
After the volunteers helped me out of the water had, I ran to the bike bags. Yet, incredibly, the organizers had arranged overnight stand differently (I had my memory exactly where my bag is!), So I do not my bag was then attacked out of sheer hustle the 383-plastic bag, and thus into the tent sprinted. By Neo on the floor, I noticed my error. Have I cursed. As there was no tomorrow! Then I caught me a helper and "I need 483!" Screamed the 383-bag got hung back in place and they sentenced me to finding my 483-number help.
Another 60 seconds later I had my jersey on and off we went. Maria was still close to my Wheel and has spurred me like wild but I was so excited by the stress that I got very little of the nice words with. As I learned later, had the pro-athlete Bella Bayliss exactly the same problem, disguised bag stand. Something may not happen yet!
Snapshot - Martin on the bike First on the bike, I was glad I was in the second discipline. After ten miles I was also at the laughter and the smiles. I was fast, my heart rate high and I was excited about the route and the love-Pa'a slogans on the street. The mountains in the first round, I barely noticed. Since somehow everything was in flux. From kilometer 60 I noticed the many lollipops for the first time. As a string of pearls hanging all close together. But educated in Mathes decent, I am constantly trying to fool as soon as possible to overtake me and my place to look. But I was angry then to 130 km slow already, as I always had the same nose in front of me and I just could not muster more power, to drive away the birds. I have seen even drive a group of "Belgian roundabout. Not to believe! However, to also haul Marshalls are a matter of justice, were distributed numerous warnings and yellow cards. Very deserved. But levels not far enough.
Martin on the mountain - past the group And then, at kilometer 142, Mathes came past me fired. I had been expecting more. The wheel-animal! The guy was so fast that I immediately called out to him: "I can not ride the speed! Go fast, get wild, "and was gone. And suddenly the first-leg cramps were there! In cycling, that I had before. After one minute, calm and kicking with salt tablets and cola, it went away. During this time, I had always thought of Mathes words, "come and lows they go, remain calm."
Then, finally, the entrance to the transition area. Yes! Start your running shoes, new socks on and go. The first kilometer out to the northern loop around the lake was still, I happened on the way and Maria's family and my own family fan club. Great! But then a nine-kilometer-long tough piece followed by the sweltering sun. On the other hand, Wörthersee types were seen on their paddle boats and ice cold Coke in hand. I really wanted to share with you. The thought just to jump into the refreshing lake, seemed very tempting. The temperature on the tarmac was now determined at 35 degrees.
Martin on the run And suddenly I realized that I would get my desired speed can never go through. I was brutally hot. At each food station: sponges, drinking water over the head, water, cola, coke, sponge on the poor. So I thought, I run at least no danger of running completely hot. But every 2.5 kilometers the water program, then clearly you walk slowly! And then we went back to the sweet nieces and Maria over, so I could suffer in the few meters, at least not so obvious. More hidden. Best of a bad game, just.
Martin and Jael in the final few meters before the finish At km 15 then for a brief moment Mathes on the opposite lane. "Mathes go!" Not far away from me, perhaps 400 meters ahead. But then the Martin-Mega-break at km 28th Both legs tight. Cramps. I had to stop. Only after 20 seconds it went slow. And then first on the trot tempo. At km 35 then again somewhere Mathes on the opposite lane. Far ahead of me. "Man, is made quickly," I just thought. For me anyway, since the seizure was at km 28: "Make it easy to end, shit on the time and enjoy the finish." This is great with my little niece Jael! "
And then, after I had painted for as long as nice refreshing it will be to jump after the finish to start and cannonball into the cool Wörthersee, it begins to pour two kilometers from the target. Down with rain.
Martin with Jael in the target. Great time, will you look! The penultimate line: even from 200 feet away I saw Mary with Jael stand in the arm. She sent me down the little flea in his arm and we ran together. Jael and I ask: "Do not you run with me? You did so well trained! " And the three-year-old princess was, "Yes" and laughs. Was that sweet! And at the sight of the little happy hop by my side, the whole target area again celebrated extra loud, I had the feeling. And finally: GOAL! 10:11:10 hours. A really tiring but great day.
But so hard that I said shortly after the finish line of my mother: "No more 'I so' ne do shit! That was so nasty hot! "
We'll see what happens. There are a few ideas. My last Ironman, it will not be it. That's for sure! Perhaps first break? Or maybe not!
Let we surprise ourselves.
soon. Kind regards,
Martin
So one thing I envy about Martin: the finish line with such a little princess like Jael Toll But this is an issue that can work where you will tell it
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Our team after the race in the massage tent vr. Axel, Martin, Prince Rainer, Mathias Now I am here first to thank you for Martins Thank you thank you thank you, too, it's because not only! I could you up and motivate, but often enough I was your long run, God be praised now and then when I ran past, swept away, so I at least on some days I ran 11 kilometers - instead to do nothing at all. In fact, we have now spent two years together sports and had many great experiences. Experiences that our head and our heart will probably never leave! And as so often I have to think of the saying of my best friend Christian "Kochi" Chef: "Do not blink, you miss it!" (Not blink or you'll miss it). For indeed it is all things of the past. But I think we've seen enough things deliberately, in order to draw strength from it for a long time.
But once very briefly to Martin's race: Just about the inner side of swimming we have in recent years really spoken often enough. There is already a reason why I always run very, very outside. Sure, that's sissy-swimming. But better than to be lacking in the inside. Martins to calm it must be said, however, that 1 it was damn brutal outside (my swim time was yes and five minutes worth), and 2 us with the water of the lake but still lucky. In some channels and stagnant ponds of seawater aside, the water tastes really not as good as in the lake. Haha.
And the bag: This is obviously really a disaster. As one tries to do everything correctly, one shapes the way that nothing good, yet it fails in its Efforts. No idea what the Austrians had thought about it. I can still give a small improvement tip, or review a way to (time) damage, at least to limit, namely the one still in the bag still on the hook with a quick glance at its contents. At least you can then save again back and forth, running into the tent.
Sooo, as I have heard was Martin twice before running again. I have not yet moved, however. But is not that easy. For swimming I have no time this week, cycling either, and up and running is to think with my balls still not easy. So on Sunday morning is probably the first Training session again, with a casual bike ride. Too bad that I Zipp wheels again be required to return. Where - in practice I would not drive those things anyway. You know me. So what I do not like it. Poserei.
Speaking poses. Here comes in bold letters, a sentence that I have at kilometer 20 on the bike (and a few more times later), created in Klagenfurt respectful,:
AERO HELMET THAT BUT FOR STOPPING Pee!
I've almost died laughing when I saw it. Seriously, you know, that I do not believe in things. For me this is a waste of money. Very few professionals have the strength and discipline, the Head held so that they benefit from the egg cup. Because every time she left, right, or look down, brings the part is not only nothing, it is counterproductive. But what an athlete my performance class that is - or people who drive more times slower than one of us - that is and remains a mystery to me. Especially since these devices so you can hear from all sides, to be uncomfortable. And whether they provide the same protection as other helmets that seems to me questionable. So keep it maybe better than the new world record holder Chrissie Wellington, who drives namely also conservative.
Two days after the race with an electric boat, Beer and pizza on the Wörthersee. Life can be so beautiful - and a little exhausting! - Be Speaking conservative: More and more I hear from people who have the race struggling with back problems. Maybe they should think again whether it really makes sense to go with a frame that demands her body things they have not trained. Anyone who drives an extremely cut frame that must be prepared with appropriate training of the trunk and neck muscles on something! Well, ultimately the decision of each individual. Only this: It is relatively normal-cut frame with drop bars and STI-circuit and Aero-essay and go with a regular helmet, the 180 miles under 5 hours - even if you renounced slipstream. I have experienced it myself - in Klagenfurt, and on my road bike.
See you at the barbecue this evening - or hear us in the coming days. A race to handle it a little.
Much love! Sincerely, Your mathias
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