Showing posts with label Triathlon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Triathlon. Show all posts

Sunday, 30 October 2016

Recovering Between Endurance Events

Repeat Performances

When it comes to feats of endurance, most people on the street could probably tell you that the Tour de France, Giro D’Italia and Vuelta a Espana are among the most demanding. Riders cover over three thousand kilometres (3,360.3 in the 2015 TdF) over the course of twenty-one stages, averaging about 40 km/hr, day in day out. Just one stage over mountainous terrain would present an incredible challenge to the fittest of club-level athletes, as riders typically must produce between 3 and 4 W×kg-1 for 4 hours or longer. However, what makes the athletes who compete in these events truly astonishing is their ability to deliver world-class performances day after day for three and a half weeks, with only two days off!
Because of this additional dimension the winners of the Grand Tours are not necessarily the most fit individual outright, rather, they are the athlete who is able to 1) recover between stages, and 2) save their energy for where it matters. The latter half of the equation for success relies on tactical prowess, thinking ahead to the unique demands of future stages and will be informed by the experience of the athlete and their support team. However, the ability to recover can be a multi-faceted and delicate operation. ‘Fitness’ definitely plays a role in recovery from high intensity exercise, a high VO2Max will mean increased ability to replenish muscular glycogen following an event and clear debilitating metabolites during the event1. There is also evidence to show that intense endurance exercise of just one hour can significantly reduce cardiac function, measured as the amount of contraction, filling and emptying the heart performs while at rest and during exercise. When looking at the individual responses to exercise it has been shown that factors such as aerobic fitness and training history are negatively related to the magnitude of cardiac dysfunction (i.e. the fitter you are the less damage you take).
Other ingredients to ensure ample recovery include Nutrition, Hydration, Therapy and most importantly – Sleep. Getting these right is the key to getting the most out of an athlete’s body for three weeks and is how cyclists like Chris Froome are able to produce over 400 Watts of power, at 90% of their maximum aerobic capacity for an hour at the end of Stage 1 and at the end of Stage 21.
On a far less impressive, but much more identifiable level, one weekend in May this year I competed in two triathlons on back-to-back days. Race one was the Nottingham Sprint Triathlon on the Saturday  (750-metre Swim, 20 km bike, and 5 km run), while the second race was in Shropshire, on the Sunday, and was an Olympic distance event: twice as long as the sprint distance (1500m swim, 40km bike, 10km run). Saturday’s event took place at the National Water Sports Centre at Holme Pierrepoint, Nottingham, on a flat course around the 2km long rowing lake. The field was fast across all age groups as this race was the first qualification event for the 2017 European Sprint Distance Championships, which meant it had attracted some of the fastest ‘age-groupers’ from across the country. The first four finishers in each age group who expressed interest in qualification for the Europeans would be selected to represent Great Britain at the event. Fortunately, my race went very well and I managed to grab the 4th qualification spot in a time of 1hr 00min 50sec.
Once I had finished the race I knew that if I wanted to have a chance to qualify in Sunday’s event I had to be methodical about my recovery routine… So the first thing I did? Drank two pints of beer! Now before you all start bringing a 6 pack to your next race I’m not giving you carte blanche to hit the pub after a race. No, this was special beer – Erdinger Alkoholfrei to be precise; an alcohol free isotonic recovery beverage. Essentially it tastes like beer (which I like) and is loaded with water, carbohydrates, and electrolytes and none of the alcohol which means it will rehydrate you more effectively than water. I sipped the drinks while sitting in the shade so as not to flood my recently traumatised and blood-deprived digestive system.



So, that was the first ingredient ticked – Hydration. Next on my list I needed to ensure that my muscle glycogen stores would be restored, and immediately following exercise is the best time to do this as many exercise-regulated glucose transporter enzymes would still be active along the membrane lining of my muscles – the sarcolemma. This meant that any glucose that found its way into my blood during this period of about 30 minutes was far more likely to be taken up by those muscles and converted to the long term storage molecule, glycogen – which I would need plenty of for Sunday’s race! When it comes to how much to eat after a triathlon I like to break down the energy demands of each leg and adjust from there based on how much I’ve eaten the preceding days and whether I’ve had any breakfast that day. Note: for shorter events I do not take on any carbohydrate during the race and rely on my body stores of sugar and fat for energy. However, while I believed it would likely negatively affect my race if I deviated from my usual routine e.g. by taking an energy gel mid-race, it may have meant that I could have potentially started Sunday’s race with higher glycogen stores. I would also point out that for longer events you can massively aid your recovery by consuming carbohydrate, as it will mean that you finish the race with higher muscle glycogen stores and get a head start on recovery. I worked out that I had used approximately 250 kcal during the swim, 450 kcal during the bike, and 350 kcal during the run. I started my nutrition replacement strategy with a high carbohydrate energy bar (Clif bar, blueberry crunch) and followed shortly with a high protein and carbohydrate energy bar (Bounce ball, coconut). This gave me about 600 calories, mostly of high glycaemic index carbohydrate (which would soon find its way into my quads, hamstrings and calves!) with about 10 grams of extra protein from the Bounce ball to stimulate muscle repair and reduce my hunger levels2. Additionally, the antioxidants in the blueberries and Bounce ball may have helped repair oxidative stress, caused by the high intensity exercise.


Following the race I had essentially replaced all the calories I expended and needed to focus on the second 2 ingredients – Therapy and Sleep. Fortunately, at the event were Birmingham University College’s Sports Therapy undergraduate students, who provided free massages to competitors. I managed to get a good, if slightly agonising, sports massage which was focused on my quadriceps and calves, as these tend to be the most painful for me following a race. I also had brought along my foam roller and various massage tools which I used that evening to loosen off the stiffness that settled in during the drive from Nottingham to Ellesmere that afternoon. I travelled over to Ellesmere with my girlfriend, Claire, who had also competed that day in Nottingham, although her race hadn’t started until 1:00 pm. Clearly this 4 hour wait in the sun was not ideal in terms of recovering for Sunday, but I managed to mitigate any potentially damaging effects by preparing my nutrition and hydration in advance, bringing sufficiently cool clothing to wear post-event, preparing my own sports therapy equipment and techniques, finding out if there would be post-race massage (preferably free!), and ensuring my equipment was still in working order for the next day’s event. This meant that for the time between our events my main goals were to:
1)    Move as little as possible to conserve energy,
2)    Stay out of the sun to avoid overheating, slowing recovery,
3)    Stay hydrated and well fed moving on to lower glycemic load foods in the hours after my race. And finally…
4)    Cheer Claire on as she was also trying to qualify! (She did!)

I must point out that the transition between the two races is where Claire really saved my bacon as she did all the driving from Nottingham to Ellesmere (about 2 hours down twisty country lanes), carried my bags to our hotel room, drove us to dinner and back home! For dinner I had a high carbohydrate meal of seafood risotto and consumed plenty of fluids. Hydration is such an important aspect of recovery as during an event, especially a hot one, you will inevitably sweat a lot and a large amount of this fluid comes from your blood plasma. This means that your total blood volume is reduced. As a result, you have less fluid available in your blood vessels to send to the skin to cool your core temperature, and less blood to fill the ventricles during the filling phase of heart beats. Ultimately, this results in blood flow to the major muscle groups being reduced, insufficient oxygen delivery and usage, and diminished exercise performance. I did NOT want this on Sunday, so I drank my water and electrolyte drinks to make sure I maintained adequate hydration. One practical way of checking this was, disgustingly as it may sound, to monitor urine colour – too clear would mean that my body was excreting mostly excess water and I was over (hyper) hydrating, too dark would mean that I was severely dehydrated. The recommended colour is pale straw so that’s what I aimed for.




 Now, I previously mentioned that sleep was the most important aspect of recovery, you may have heard the adage that it’s not the sleep the night before the race that’s important – it’s the night before the night before. This claim certainly has some scientific merit as several studies have shown that exercise performance is not diminished following one night’s sleep deprivation, although perceived exertion may be higher3. However, while I was well aware of this I was also keenly aware that little research had been done on sleep quality during consecutive events and wasn’t taking any chances. Unfortunately, our room for the night was in a pub, above a bar, and it was karaoke night. It was a very nice room, and the bed was very comfortably, but it offered little protection from the onslaught of merry singers. Luckily, Claire came to the rescue again with a pair of ear plugs for me – she had prepared a lot better than I had! I ended up sleeping very soundly and at any rate was knackered after being up and about since 5am. Sunday’s race started at a leisurely 10:30am, that gave me plenty of time to get 8 hours sleep and walk 10 minutes down to transition in the morning.
The second race went very well and I knew that I had recovered well after exiting the swim and seeing I had swum just over 20 minutes, slightly faster than the day before. I also managed a slightly higher average power output on the bike, despite the distance being twice as long and actually put in one of the quickest bike splits of the day. The run however, did not go so well! The course was very hilly and most people found it difficult to get into a rhythm, especially if like me you have no natural rhythm. This made the eventual winner’s run split of 35min 00sec even more impressive, he was a solid 8 minutes ahead of the second athlete by 3km into the run and extended his lead to 10 minutes by the end! Meanwhile, I had started the first 5km averaging close to 3:45 min/km but soon after the halfway point of the 10km run leg something inside me died and I could only jog to the finish at a speed of ~4:15min/km. Fortunately, the work I had put in on the swim and bike meant that I finished 3rd in my age group, 9th overall and bagged the first qualification spot in my age group. So I had done it – achieved what was a bit of an overly ambitious goal of meeting both qualification criteria on consecutive days, I will now represent Great Britain in both the Sprint and Standard Distance European championship events next year. I’m convinced that my strict recovery routine is what let me get to this point as following the second race I threw that routine out the window, had a Snickers bar, several pints of non-alcohol-free beer and fish and chips for dinner to celebrate. Surprise surprise - I felt incredibly rough, battered and bruised the next day. Thankfully it was a Bank Holiday Monday and I didn’t need to do anything other than put my feet up and stuff my face with delicious cakes made by Claire’s mum.
Thank you for reading this blog post! If you have any questions please drop me a comment or email (james.donaldson@canterbury.ac.uk).

James







Wednesday, 4 February 2015

2014 Round up Pt. 2. Outlaw & the Midnight Man

Hello again, I have returned to the blog to finish up my 2014 round up.

July

  • I should have mentioned that in June I managed to secure an entry into the Outlaw Triathlon, an iron distance race in Nottingham. I did this race the previous year but high temperatures over 30C and possibly cycling too hard on race-day meant that I fell far short of my goal of 10 hours, I turned in splits of 59 minutes, 5:30 and then a 4:37 (!) hour run to complete the race in 11:11 hrs. Very disappointed with the result I vowed to get my revenge on the course that had ruined me that day. Unfortunately most of my training up to June had been for olympic distance triathlon so I had some work to do during my time at La Santa and in the remaining 5 weeks before the Outlaw! 
  • The work involved a lot of cycling, pretty much every day and riding at least 2 hours at a time (I got through A LOT of chamois cream in those 5 weeks!). I did some swimming, luckily I don't really need to swim a lot to maintain sub 60 min fitness, and several very long brick runs (an 80 mile ride and 18 mile run being the longest of those). Which were something that I completely neglected the previous year, and probably caused my disastrous run split. After quite a relentless 5 weeks I followed this block of training up with a 1 week 'taper' and the end result was 9hrs 58, 1st in M20-24, and 18th individual overall at the Outlaw!
The Outlaw
    • Swim - 57:45
      • Started on the far left in the 'fast pen', still surprised how many people never fail to absolutely smash the first half and then implode after 2000m. Quite a bit of argy-bargy and leg-grabbing this year, I resolved this by turning around to simultaneously do backstroke and yell profanities at the offenders. I probably wasted a lot of energy doing this but they backed off.
      • My GPS reckons I swam 4041m instead of 3800, I need to learn to swim in a straighter line!
    • T1 - 4:00
      • CRAMP
      • Forgot my cramp curing banana
    • Bike - 5:26:53
      • 194W AP, 200NP, 33.3 kph, 85 rpm
      • Windy as you like, the course is pancake flat though so I can't really play this up too much.
      • Rode very easy, felt a bit annoyed with how easy I was going by the end but it paid off I think
    • T2 - 3:07
      • Nothing to report, put socks on which I noticed a few people around me didn't seem to bother with.
      • Straight into the portaloos before starting the run properly.
    • Run - 3:26:37
      • Overall I was happy with the run, I smashed the first half in 1hr 33 to try and bank as much time as possible but inevitably faded soon after 14 miles and it was quite a struggle from there. I like this tactic though as I feel that I would never speed up if I went out at 8min/miles and probably go way slower overall.
      • However, I spent about 10 minutes in the loos, I actually 'ran' a 3:18 according to my Garmin file. I need to sort out my stomach problems or even my entire diet as it was quite dire towards the end as I had to make a pit stop in the last 2 miles which required a mad dash to the line to make sure I went sub 10!
Also a bottle opener!
August
  • The day after the Outlaw I felt very good indeed as I had just moved into my new pad in Wimbledon, my legs were in tatters but my spirit was high!
The south of France is beautiful, unless you're a coeliac!
  • The next week I went on a family holiday with my parents and brother, it was the first family holiday in many years and I was very excited as we were all bringing our bikes and embracing the smooth tarmac and cycle-friendly drivers of Southern France. The drive down was something I think we were all silently dreading as memories of our childhood holidays came bubbling to the surface of our minds like bubbles of swamp gas in a bog. Luckily we all survived the trip and had a cracking time. I managed to put in about 550 miles of cycling during the 12 days we were there.
S'mores in the new pad

  • By the time we came home from France I had barely swam at all during the 3 weeks since the Outlaw. However I decided to do another iron distance triathlon as I felt very fit still, especially after the training I did in France so I thought I should capitalise on my good form. Enter, the Midnight man, a race around a dual carriage way in Dartford with 1/4, 1/2 and Full distance races starting at 6pm with the full distance cut off being 11am the next day (in contrast with the traditional 6am and 11pm times of most ironman races).





The Midnight Man
  • This race probably deserves an entire blog post of its own but this post is getting quite long now so I will summarise the race like I did for the Outlaw:
    • Swim - 57:10
      • Somehow, despite not swimming for 3 weeks I was 45s faster than the Outlaw. Or maybe I just managed to swim in a straight line this time!
    • Bike - 5:21:29
      • 215W NP, 211 AP, 33.6 kph, 88rpm
      • 20 laps with 4 dead turns each lap.
      • No lighting on 2/3rds of the course.
      • THE single hardest thing I have ever done. It was wet, it was windy, it was dark and it was relentless. The first 10 laps were okay, the last 10 were desperately lonely and testing.
      • Absolutely bonkers, some nutters were riding with no rear lights. This was annoying but coming up with a new threat or insult to yell at them each time I passed gave me something to do and kill time.
    • Run - 3:22:23
      • Started out in my customary fashion with 6:45/min miles for the first 10k and then faded down to about 7:45s.
      • Plagued by stomach troubles again, probably lost another 10 mins in the porta-loos although after a week in France eating predominantly butter, bread and beer I was not surprised by this at all. I still reckon a sub 3:10 IM marathon is in me if I can manage to sort my stomach troubles out.
      • No GPS file for this one, my Garmin decided to corrupt the file :(
    • Total - 9:46:53, 1st overall (there were only about 100 people entered though)
      • After finishing this event I realised a few things: 
        • A sub 9:30 is definitely in me, 
        • I need to work on my aerodynamics and increase my power on the bike, that I am putting out consistent sub 60 min swims and sub 3:30 IM marathons shows me that I have the fitness to produce a quicker bike split. If I could ride around 5:10 and follow with a 3:15 marathon I'd be knocking on a sub 9:30.
        • And finally - swim training is unnecessary (kidding!!)
4am, just finished an ironman yo

Recommended

The rest of the year
  • In September I started my MSc in sport, health and exercise sciences, my dissertation will be on the mechanistic basis for the decline in stroke volume during whole body exercise and extravascular dehydration (fancy eh?).
  • I ate a lot of cake, chocolate and booze over Xmas, I am very fat now. However I'm working it off during my preparation for the London Marathon this year!

Sunday, 4 November 2012

Perseverance


Hello everyone, I haven't written a post in quite some time but there's a pretty good reason for that- WORK. I knew that it would be harder this year but I didn't realise in what way. The last 2 weeks  have been some of the busiest of my school-career to date with what seemed like a never ending barrage of mid terms and group assignments.
I think it was on Sunday night,  before the first mid-term that week, that I really felt for the first time like packing it in and going home, there seemed to be so much to do and so little time to do it. I managed to snap myself out of it when I realised going home wasn't an option as there wouldn't be a place in class for me at Brunel if I went back and I'd probably get in a fair bit of trouble with student finance as well.
What I think really helped me get over the sudden despair I felt though was picturing myself at the end of the week, assignments handed in, tests completed and presentations presented. Sometimes it's the easiest thing to let yourself become overwhelmed by the situation and want to call it quits, but if you can realise that 'worrying about it never did any good' and look at the bigger picture in life you can pull through and just get on with it. I think it was a combination of homesickness, feeling unprepared and feeling sorry for myself because I still can't run yet (DAMN!).
Mum and Dad have booked my flights home for Christmas and that has definitely helped with the homesick side of things as I didn't think I would be coming home until the second semester was finished in June! I'm focusing a lot more on enjoying my time while I am here now and trying to make the most of it where I can (although the workload is still high).
The Blue Angels, (not as good as our RA's but still) very impressive.

Navy parade about to pass under the GGB (which I'm standing on)
 

So anyway, that's a good enough description of how I've felt these past couple weeks, I bet most of you reading this are thinking 'Pfft what a whingey git, I'd love to be out there in California instead of slowly freezing to death over here!' and I know that you're right but this is my blog and I can be a selfish crybaby for at least half a post if I want to :) Things are much better now and I promise to enjoy every minute on your behalves.

So, what else have I been up to? I'm making more friends and getting on well with them all, things in the house with my fellow Brunelians are going smoothly and I think we are all on the same wave-length now.


Training has been very bike/swim focused, I spent 3 weeks just noodling about on the bike and in the pool with no real structure, it was very nice not having a plan to follow and has got my Mojo fired up for some serious training again.. Which I started this week- I will focus on a periodised approach to this years training starting with a lot of long slow stuff on the bike and (when can I start) running but am doing one balls-out session a week in each so I don't get bored and unfit at the same time. And gradually add intensity and race-pace training throughout the year as my target races draw closer, target races? I hear you say, yes I plan to at least attempt to qualify for the ITU worlds in London next year for sprint distance and also give iron-distance a crack sometime between August and September.
 
I have always said I wont even attempt that distance unless I know can finish in under 10 hours (I imagined splits of 55mins/5:25hrs/3:25hrs for swim, bike and run) and this year I think it can be done- providing I can start running again! Doing regular 80-90 mile rides every week in the lovely sunshine has made me really enjoy the long hours in the saddle and that was really the only thing preventing me from training for iron distance (112 mile bike leg)- I knew that if I trained on the bike through the winter for 5-6 hours at a time I would slowly grow to hate the training and also freeze my arse off.
So those are my goals, they seem quite impossible and very contrasting right now but what's the point in making things easy for yourself eh?

View from Tiburon during a bike ride
I'm including a few photos I've taken while San Franciscoing that are helping remind me why I love it out here and to not focus on what I might be missing out on back at home.
I titled this post perseverance because I think it sums up how I should behave right now in all aspects of my life especially school work, training and making the most of it.
Thanks for reading, I will try to make this a more regular blog!
Take care,
James



















Friday, 14 September 2012

Yanks, yards and living & studying in 'mericah

From the other (sunny) side of the Bridge
Home
Hello one and all. I'm writing to you now from the comfort of my very own (well, shared with 3 other people from Brunel) home in San Francisco! Less than a mile from campus and with its own extortionately priced grocery store conveniently on our street, Parkmerced, a residential area owned and leased by a single company, is our new place of residence for the next two 'semesters' at SFSU! We have settled into the house very quickly and made it our home, I can't quite believe how much more homely (read- messy, and generally well-lived-in) it is in here now compared to how empty and lifeless it was to start. The only problem I have with the place is that there is no carpet whatsoever so it gets very echoey in here; we (mainly me) thought that it was haunted for the first week until we worked out what the source of the mysterious bumping and knocking was...
Lifeless husk

By the end of day one- Fully fledged student-home!
We all owe a huge debt of gratitude to my housemate J's friend P who kindly supplied us with a bunch of great furniture and helped us to buy more including beds and stuff by taking us to the nearest strip-mall in his lorry- Thank you again P!
Our shared garden/yard

Parkmerced seems to have gotten a pretty bad slating on Yelp (a user generated review site, essential for finding great food and other businesses in SF) but I haven't had any complaints so far, there are some great places to eat just across the street 'on site' and the amenities are very acceptable.
CAD inducing-ly good- $8 just across the street @ Hall of Flame










Classes
Classes have been very good so far, the first week was absolute madness with people trying to 'add' classes to gain credit, in a lot of cases they needed this to graduate this year! It is very bizarre seeing a whole extra classes' worth of students sitting on the floor when entering your first lecture and I am very glad that we were given priority registration as J1-visa students, I really don't fancy the idea of begging to be taken on to a class that is already at maximum capacity. The school system out here is definitely a long way off what we have in the UK, it feels temperamental and flimsy in the sense of how the students are looked after by the school. It has given me a completely new perspective on how lucky I am to be secure in my classes each year at Brunel (providing I get the grades) and that it doesn't come down to a roll of the dice.
It's not all fun & games here
There was a queue for the campus bookstore for the first 2 weeks


 
 As far as the teaching goes, it has been, again, different to that at Brunel but not necessarily bad- it feels a lot less formal (though the lecturers still insist on being called "Dr, or Professor) but they are very easily distracted in some cases; we had a whole lecture devoted to Q&A from the previous lecture that was devoted to Q&A with some students asking absolutely moronic things about how much SPAM it's acceptable to eat and if they should go on a juice-only diet. I was thinking that they might be attempting to wind the Prof. up and string the class out and if that had happened in Brunel or anywhere in the UK for that matter I would be certain that is what they were doing, but in this case I genuinely believe that they were just thicko's.





On the other hand, my Kinesiology 250 : Introduction to Kinesiology, lecturer personally knows triathlon legend/general psychopath Dave Scott and grew up with him in Davis where he began training! The workload has been very manageable so far and I think I am coping quite well after a summer of heavy brain-inactivity, with about 3 assignments having been handed in and averaging around 90-95% I feel confident, so far...

Training
Training has been going well in some respects, disastrous in others. If you remember on my last blog I think I spoke about getting some big run-mileage in and feeling strong, well about 2 weeks ago (who am I kidding, it was 15 days and 12 hours ago) I was out for a run, I had done about 64 miles in the last 7 days with 4 10+ mile-days in a row when on the 65th mile *BOOM* my right leg just goes completely causing searing pain on the outside of my calf. I had to limp back 2 miles in the cold and have only today started being able to walk without giving the impression that I have a prosthetic leg.
Fortunately, I am a triathlete and when I can't do one sport I just do more of the other 2. I have racked up around 10 hours on the bike and 4-5 in the pool while laid off running, there is a lovely lake with a 4.5 mile loop literally at the end of my road so I have been using it for interval & threshold training on the bike (unfortunately you cannot swim there as the local 'Dragon boat' team train there and you might get clobbered over the head 20 times in quick succession, also the water quality is apparently reminiscent of the river Hudson before IM New York). I have managed a pb time around the lake of 11:15mins (23.6mph) so far going clockwise on the inside lane so practically unhindered by traffic lights, I think my target by the end of January is going to be 10:30 (25.5mph).



I've also been riding up the local mountain, oh yeah- mountain! It takes about 22 minutes to climb and gains around 1200'ft so nothing Alpe-esque but it is pretty relentless and makes for a good threshold/strength session, it's also another good way to gauge my progress over the year since I lack my power-meter out here; I have quite enjoyed not having to stare at the numbers during training and being able to push harder if I feel good or hang back if not, it feels that there is less pressure on me during training without every second of effort being recorded but the fact that this pressure is self-imposed to begin with makes me want to scrutinise my mental approach a bit more. We are learning a lot about coping strategies and anxiety in Psychology class at the moment and I feel that there is already a lot that I can apply to myself during training.
Swimming is going nicely, I thought that I'd become a swimming god after first using the Uni pool (free access 12-8pm mon-fri!!) as I saw my Phelps-like times on the pace clock. Then I realised the pool was 25 yards not 25 meters and my ego evaporated instantaneously. Seriously though, it is going quite well in the pool and I'm working my way through the excellent 16 week plan in my training book. I'd like to try and break 60's for the 100yards by the end of the year seeing as I have the right distance pool it would be rude not to, I managed a 28s 50 at the end of a hard session yesterday so it may not be as impossible as I first thought..


Thank you for reading this far or even any of it, I included pictures of food down here so if you made it to the end you'd have a reward :)
Until the next time, take care.
James xx