To summarize the Wildman Biathlon experience in three words I would use painful, scenic, and badass. I know badass isn’t really a word, but it’s my blog, and screw you for judging me. Anyway, Saturday was my first attempt at the Wildman, which is a race consisting of a 10K run, a 22.3 mile bike portion, and a 3 mile mountain run. For some reason, I thought it was a good idea to enter.
I knew I would be training for the Beach to Beacon, and I go for rides on the bike often, and hike a decent amount, so I thought it would be a good way to combine them all. A suggestion for anyone thinking about doing this race – do not look at previous years results, and don’t look at topo maps or elevation profiles for the course. Actually, stop reading now, cause I’m going to show you elevation profiles of the course. I looked at info all last week and just ended up working myself up about the difficulty.
Before I get into the course, I want to thank Tom and Jessamyn for hosting me Friday night, getting up at the crack of dawn on Saturday morning to drive up to Shelburne, NH, making dinner and breakfast and lunch for me, being my support crew, taking tons of photos and for their support. Also, I want to thank my Mom and Dad for driving all the way to Wildcat to cheer me on and for their support. All the photos below are from Jessamyn’s camera, so all rights reserved by her if you try to steal them.
So, onto the race. It was a 8am guntime, so we got up at Tom’s at 5am and hit the road by 5:30am. I had registered online, but had to pick up my packet and setup my transition area, and it was an hour and a half drive up to the start in Shelburne, New Hampshire. We got up to the start at 7am, which ended up being the perfect amount of time to unload, set up transition, pick up my packet and drive the 10K course. Here’s the town garage in Shelburne where the start and first transition was at and then the transition area with my bike, number 198, in the foreground:


I ran Beach to Beacon in just under 48:00, so I was thinking I would be happy around 50:00, depending on how I felt. The course was really hilly, but with tapering and training, my legs felt fine. There were only around 120 entrants, so the start was a bit different than the 6,000 at the start of the Beach to Beacon:

Here is the elevation profile, nothing huge, but with an out and back route, you get to do them twice:

I have to say, it felt weird to pace myself, and not push, and also weird to not kick at the end of a race. The course was beautiful though, farms, a winding country road, and more farms.
I felt good on the 10K, and felt strong as I wrapped it up. Jessamyn and Tom were at the finish, after wrapping up their own run in their marathon training and getting back to the 10K finish in time for my transition. I wrapped up the 10K in 50:33 on my watch, 50:49 on Wildman’s clock, which was 88th out of 117 for that leg. Here are their shots of the end of my 10K, and transitioning to the bike:


The bike consisted of leaving the town garage, heading out onto Route 2, taking Route 2 up to North Road, and taking North Road back to the Shelburne garage. This first lap is about 7 miles. Once the first lap is done, you head back out onto Route 2, continuining this time to the junction with Route 16, where you take a left onto Route 16 and continute up to Wildcat.
The run to bike transition was my first race transition I have ever completed. It was pretty much what you think it will be. Take off some stuff, put some other stuff on, get on the bike, start riding. My legs felt pretty good getting on the bike, and I headed out to Route 2. Early on the bike I got passed alot. Part of that was I was trying to get some Honey Stinger Gels into my mouth and pound some Gatorade. But once I settled in I was able to get into a rhythm, and get some miles averaging over 20mph. Here is a shot of me finishing the first lap, before heading out onto Route 2 again:

The funny thing about this bike ride is the disparity between the first and second half. The first half is lots of relatively flat, or slightly rolling, sections. The second half is brutal and painful. To give you an idea, have a gander at this elevation profile:

That’s 1624 feet of elevation gain, with 1200 of that coming in the last six miles. Easily the hardest bike I have ever done, and I was out of the saddle cranking for the last mile. I ended up averaging around 9 miles and hour for the last two miles, for an overall bike average of 15.6mpg. Anyway, when it was over, I was a happy camper, here I am entering the parking lot of Wildcat and transitioning from the bike to trail run:



I ended up doing the bike in 1:25:40, with the first transition built in, which was 69th out of 116 entrants. Transitioning from bike to run was tough. My legs started cramping up and I thought I might be in trouble. But I was able to get moving and jogged from transition to the first real up hill. It was nice having the family at transition, and realizing there was only three miles between me and beer and food.
Tom let me use his fuel belt for this section, so I had four bottles of Gatorade and a couple more Honey Stingers Gels for the uphill climb. I had drank a bottle of Gatorade and a bottle of Accelerade on the bike, and eaten two Honey Stingers Gels on the bike. So nutrition wasn’t really a big issue on this race. But it might be a little while before I can eat honey again.
There isn’t much I can say about the hill climb, other than it was really tough. My legs were shutting down, my lower back was incredibly tired, but it’s one of those situations where you just put one foot in front of the other. I tried to jog a few times, but it was pretty fruitless. There is a stretch at 1.5 miles where you get three back to back pitches of about 30% grade, and it friggin hurts. With only 3 miles to cover about 2,000 feet of elevation gain, there isn’t really any breaks. Here’s the elevation profile for the hike:

I realized I was getting close when I saw some spectators. Tom had climbed down for the last few hundred yards. I walked with him for a minute, then jogged to the finish. I wrapped up the hill climb in 56:15, which was 62 out of 114 people. I was a bit light headed crossing the line, but luckily there are lots of places to sit and some beautiful views. Here are some shots of me finishing:


I crushed some watermelon, then we took the gondola down. Jessamyn got some pictures of the Norton family at the bottom:


So to wrap it all up, it was hard, but fun. I ended up overall with a 73 place finish out of 114 people. It was the toughest field I have competed with. On the bright side, I did beat three relay teams, so that helps. It was easily the most difficult thing I have done physically, but I felt surprisingly good after and the next day. Not that I felt good, but just not as bad as I thought I would.
The course is difficult, but beautiful. The 10K is the most scenic course I have done, the bike ride was very nice, especially on Route 16 when Mt. Adams appears and then Wildcat and Washington poke out towards the end. And the view on the Polecat Trail up the hiking portion was covered extensively when we hiked it.
The race was run impeccably, all the transitions were easy, the course was incredibly well marked, and they even put down rubber mats on the notorious rail crossings that have been known to eat bike tires. I had a great time, and will be registering for 2011 as soon as posssible.