I went down to Oklahoma City for the Road Race State Championship this weekend.
On race day, I woke up with a BG of 64. I ate a bowl of raisin bran and got my gear ready to go. After I got checked in at the race course, my BG was 183. I set my basal back only a little (-25%) since it was a morning race and I knew I would be more insulin resistant throughout the race (typically riding at that intensity I might set my basal to -50 or -60%). Went for a warm-up ride for a few miles to check out the wind situation and make sure my bike was in working order with my race wheels on it.
Got back after the warmup and BG was 167. Perfect! Right where I wanted to be prior to the race. That was about 30 minutes before the start, and we started gathering into our race groups near the starting line.
We got underway and everything seemed to be going well. The pace was somewhat slow--only a few of us wanted to pull through so just as a good rotation would get going, it would fall apart. About 15 minutes into the race, I pulled through and settled into a steady pace. I looked over my shoulder and no one had followed (again, a lot of folks that wanted to be at/near the front but didn't want to do any work). I took the opportunity to eat my Stinger Waffle (21g carbs), and then decreased my pace until the group caught back up.
The first two loops around the course were pretty uneventful. A few guys went out in small groups (either solo or only 2 in the group). Nothing would really stick. There was one group of two--one of the 360 Sports guys and someone else--who managed to sit out front for most of a loop. We brought them back to the group on the back side of the third loop.
At one point on the back side of the course as I was sitting midpack in the gutter, there was quite a bit of commotion in the upper middle of the group (a couple of guys trying to occupy the same space I think?), and all the noise indicated a wreck in the making. I bunny-hopped into the grass to avoid any road rash (there was a slight curb), but as quick as the commotion had risen, it died down (without any wreck). So I bunny-hopped back onto the road, and on we went.
The final loop guys finally started pushing a little. Three or four jumped right after the first turn. After they were caught I was sitting about 7-8 wheel. I jumped and hollered to them as I went out so that they would follow. We strung the pack out some, rotating through 7 or 8 of us and had a good speed going into the south headwind. On the back side of the lake, once people had a tailwind, everyone wanted to increase their speed and get to the front. I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention and suddenly realized when I looked behind me that I was on the back. There were only 3 guys behind me. Not sure how that happened! The yellow line was completely packed with no room for moving up, so I switched sides and got into the gutter of the road--surprisingly no one wanted to ride in it! So I was able to move back all the way to the front without any extra effort in about 30 seconds.
We rounded the last real corner (about 2 miles or do out) and I was sitting 3rd wheel. Through the next few rollers I managed to stay top 5 and as we headed into the bottom of the hill with the 1k to go sign, I made a move on the outside to get back in front. I led the charge up the hill and all the way through the 500 meters-to-go I was in the lead. I knew the group would be making a surge soon as we neared the 200-to-go marker, but I imagined I would have some kick left to give to jump on a wheel until just before the line. Well that didn't happen. I got swallowed up as we climbed the hill with 200 to go, and I didn't have anything left to give. All I could do was try to minimize the damages of people passing me. Crossed the line 29th today. I had fun, but of course would rather have more to show (money and/or much needed points!) for my efforts on the course today.
BG after the race was 84. Awesome numbers so I know my power was there (or as much as it could have been), but the other guys just had more kick than me today.
I managed to keep the rubber on the road and I had a good race with great glucose numbers, so despite missing even a top 10 finish, I was happy with my efforts today.
Now time to switch gears to focus on my last remaining tri for the year before I dive full force into cyclocross!