Ironman Louisville as a spectator only.
So I drove down with Dan and Cathy Saturday afternoon, arriving at the DT Marriott at 5:15p. After checking-in and dropping off the bags, we headed out to an Italian place East of town to meet up with the gang for dinner. I stayed for about 40mins, chatted, ate some delicious bread, wished the IM participants good luck, then headed out to the Sprint and Night-O.
After the orienteering, I grabbed dinner (for real this time) with Mike and Matthew before heading back to the hotel. I was exhausted at this point. Getting little sleep Friday night because I was listening to the WOC Relays. Then running 17mi in the morning, drive to Louisville, and running yet some more in the Sprint and Night-O. It was midnight when I entered the room, and Dan promptly informed me that wake-up call was set for 5:20am! Yikes! I quickly took a shower, stretched, and went to bed.
5:20 came too soon! I was still tired. Plus the bed was really comfortable. I managed to get 5 extra minutes of sleep, then got up, packed my still sweat-soaked gears, and dressed. At 6a, we met others in the lobby and walked over to Waterfront Park, where the IM racers will jump into the Ohio. The morning temps was cool by recent standards. If nothing else it was certainly less humid. Passing by the swim-bike transition area, I was amazed to see the sea of bikes (all 2000 of them!) parked neatly on the lawn. 6:50, We found the gang (Joe, Laurie, Don, and Mike. Didn't see Jesse or Dave.) just before their swim start. Because of a last-minute course change, there was no mass start for the non-elites. Instead, they lined up single file on the dock and jumped in one after another (time trial start). The luxury of chip timing. It was a pretty cool scene to watch, though I cannot fathom myself ever jumping into the Ohio voluntarily!
After watching the swim start, we got back to T1 just as the first swimmers (2 guys and 2 gals) were coming out of the water! It was amazing how effortless they look, just gliding through the water. Everyone made it out of the Ohio alright. Mike finished with about 10min to spare on the 2:20 limit. Not a great start for him, but he was smiling all the same as we cheered him on at T1.
~9:30a, we walked back to the hotel for our cars, then drove NE to Sligo to watch the bikes. LaGrange was the designated spectator spot, so naturally traffic was heavily backed up at that exit. We patted ourselves on the back for doing advance scouting work, picking out a perfect spot all to ourselves (mile 48 & 78 on bike course)! We quickly got a shelter set up, pulled out our chairs and coolers, and sat at the top of a hill cheering on the bikers. All told, there were probably 20 of us, making up a rather raucous cheering section! The top Pros had already gone by on their 1st loop, but plenty more people were still making their way through. By now, the sun had come out in full force, with nary a cloud in the sky. Everything is warming up quickly. We were lucky to be under the shelter's shade, but the riders had to be feeling pretty toasty out there.
We stayed at our spot until ~3p, cheering non-stop the whole time. I was expecting bigger gaps among the riders, but there's always someone on a bike passing by. Occasionally a big pack comes through and we cheer louder. I don't have a lot of experience watching bike races, so it was interesting to observe - the bikes, the outfits, the expressions, and their ages (every racer has his/her age emblazoned onto the R calf!). I never knew the different tires can generate such different noises! The bikers were glad to see us. I was once again amazed to see how good they all appear at this point in the race. Some of them were powering up the hill like it was nothing. We waited anxiously for our IMers to ride by. One by one they'd come, once, twice. All but Mike made it through. We couldn't tell if we'd simply missed him, or something was wrong. But it was getting late, and we'd have to get going if we want to catch them on their runs.
So, we packed up and headed back DT to the marathon course. 3:45p, we had just missed the top 3 male finishing!!! Joe and Jesse had already gone out on their 1st run loop. The rest would all finish their bike portions in the next half hour. While we waited, we finally got an update on Mike. He had blacked out after a hill climb, failed to make a turn, and crashed onto someone's lawn. It was sad to find out his day ended short, but we were all relieved to learn that he's not hurt in the crash.
The next 5+ hrs were spent cheering on runners, though my voice was already half gone and my energy sapping by the minute. After seeing everyone came by at least once, Dan, Cathy, and I drove S ~2mi along the course, to the UofL campus. This was mile 4, 12, 16, and 24 of the course, so we got to see people during different parts of their runs. Some were running, others jogging, and still others walking, looking to be in pain. Whatever pace it was, they were all determined to keep going. Clouds moved in late afternoon, so the sun and temps were more tolerable. Still, most everyone were sweat-soaked and exhausted. A few incredible souls were smiling, looking relaxed, as if they were just out for a leisurely stroll/run! Don had some hamstring problems, and Jesse looked a bit dejected. But everyone else was moving well and looking good.
~8:05p, Laurie came through the aid station just before mile 24. Dave had just ran by a few minutes ago, and Don would be following Laurie soon. Looked like they're all going to make it without acquiring the glow sticks! Not wanting to miss the excitement at the Finish line, we ran with Laurie for a minute, then sprinted to our car and sped back DT to the finish chute. It was about to get dark, the floodlights were glaring brightly all along 4th St. A big crowd lined up tightly on both sides of the barricades, cheering, hollering, and ringing their cowbells. Some kind of music (I think) was blaring through the speakers, and an MC was announcing each finisher's name, hometown, and congratulating him/her by exclaiming, "YOU'RE AN IRONMAN!!!" It was quite an electric atmosphere. We made it back to the finish just in time to watch Dave and Laurie come across (~13h30m). Joe had finished a couple hours earlier, and felt good enough to join us in the cheering section. Dave's kids and wife Sally ran in with him. That was just very cool to watch! After some congratulatory words, hugs, and pictures, Laurie wasn't feeling so well and went to the medical tent. We stayed and waited for Don's finish (just before 9p). I don't know how, but after 14hrs of nonstop exercising, he looked fresher than us spectators!!!
They had planned a post-race celebration in the hotel room, but that didn't work out as some of us wanted to drive back, while the racers needed the rest. It was a super long day and we were all very tired. Overall, everyone (racers and spectators) enjoyed themselves thoroughly. It was inspiring and motivating to witness such an athletic feat up close. The amount of dedication training for an IM, then determination to finish in a hot summer day, and lastly exhilaration and triumph at the end, were simply incredible. It's hard not to get emotional, even if I was only spectating!