On Sunday, it finally happened: After 16 months I was back again at the start line of an Ironman. Left I could see the coming hours, contrary, because I knew about my great shape ... But as the saying goes: "In the first place it differently and as you think," After a few strokes, I realized that there is today a very hard day would be. My arms felt heavy, and soon I had shoulder and back pain. It was two "loops" interrupted by a short swim to shore. After the first lap I was feeling rather "flat", so I in the second part of the floating rate to "triple-breathing" and surrounded in the "cruise mode" ready to swim to save some of this force for the upcoming cycling. The cycling then felt quite good and I was now confident that my form on the day, only "floating technical" was at a low level. But precisely: "First, it is different and ..." After 30 kilometers I drove over a 4 - to his group Christian Müller (1st amateur IM Hawaii 2009) on. Since he is in my age group and the marathon race in 3 hours, I'd trusts me on my part but "only" a 3h09er, I decided to pull out by the group down to a head. At this point, I emphasize that when I say "groups" speak is not slipstreaming the speech! In this regard, the race in Frankfurt is just awesome: the best "Age-Grouper" start with the pros, so that in each group forming a motorcycle mitfährt with referees. A total of 64 motorcycles were traveling in Zurich there are indeed perceived 6 ... Back to the race: Obviously, Christian Müller its "homework" well done, and drew the same with me. This constellation was racing then a few KM on until we end the 1st Bike leg of the "Heart-break Hill" in Bad Vilbel happened. At the end of the 1 km long ascent to the aid station, forced Christian follows the pace that I could not follow. Also in the subsequent departure to Frankfurt, I could not down the hole and so I went the next 50 KM alone. During this 50km, my right hamstring started to ache - tendon or joint pain, I know only from walking, that I now had to struggle on the bike so, adapted to this difficult day ... Just before the turning point of the 2nd Bike leg (KM 145), I realized then that A 4-person group from behind was on the approach drive. I made me fall back and drove the rest of the wheel sections with this group which also was Lothar Leder. After 5:50 'duration of the race we went to the marathon. With my "planned" 3:09 I would be able to break so still 9h "sound barrier". But for that I would finally my usual "race legs" and you see there: It was excellent! The 1st Laps (10.5 km), I graduated in 46.5 'and I felt so good that I was sure the "Sub 9" to achieve ... but: "First, it is different and as you think" From km 15 began my to hurt her left hip, thereafter, the strained thigh muscles harder and at kilometer 22, I felt a sharp pain on the outside of the left knee. I knew immediately what that means: This is the beginning of iliotibial band syndrome or short - a "Runners Knee". When KM was 24 then my "Queen of Hearts" on the road and as a sports physiotherapist, she knew immediately what to do: Trigger-point massage of the outer fascia (iliotibial band). This worked very well, but unfortunately only 3 km then the pain was back again! But Luca was there (at the edge of the track) so I laid me down with him, he briefly explained the massage technique and allowed me to knead it. 2km later repeated this procedure and the beginning of the 3rd Run round (KM31), I was again with my KGB supporters (Karin, Gabi, beat) you had in the meantime Kinesio Tape organized (Dear Beat, Thanks for the sprint to the hotel) and I missed it a relief association. But unfortunately I had a further 2 km march again because the pain was too great. At that moment I declared the race for me, "finished" as Hawaii and deleted 2010th Close to tears one last time then I passed my KGB supporters and told them that I would walk the remaining 7.5 km now. Shortly after, I looked at the clock, 15.40 clock - the stopwatch I had already turned off the latest - and I realized I had another 35 minutes to finishing in 9:30 '. Last year was the last slot with 9:26 gone '. As the conditions in this year, but harder (swimming without Neo, 5km long bike course, great heat when running), I figured that I would be 9:30 'rich well too.
"7.5km in 35 minutes, you'll make," said I, and stung by a tarantula, I ran. Patrick (my catering assistants) and a short time later, Luca, could not believe their eyes when they saw me like running. I tried to distract myself from the pain by giving the step rhythm, according to counts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5,6, 7, 8 - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5,6, 7, 8 - etc. People probably thought I was not completely sealed in the bulb ;-) 4 and 2km from the finish I had to go again and then finally to turn on the home straight. I gave up a final sprint, because with 9:38 'I would have to rely one way or another on the "Roll Down" at the Hawaii slot allocation and after a hard race, I wanted to enjoy these last few meters and easy.
After the race, the greater was the surprise then that I had managed to rank 16, the direct qualification Hawaii! The joy for me and my tutors was of course huge. You heard me - massaged to Hawaii - in the preserved sense of the word! MERCI!!
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