It’s time to start recapping what will hands down be one of the most memorable weekends of my life. I’ll start with pre race:
Saturday was spent waiting and resting. For dinner I had pasta and chicken with all my amazing supporters. – my parents and sister, Maddy and her mom, Maddy’s sister Lesley and her boyfriend Bryan (the very same man that hand built my bike), and our roommate and amazing friend Matt. It was a great evening filled with laughter and happiness as people were making signs and telling jokes. It definitely helped cool the nerves the night before the race. Maddy and I retired to our cottage around 9pm. I was shocked at how quickly and easily I was able to drift off to sleep.
Race day: I woke at 3:45am and quickly began making my breakfast. As planned I had a pb&j with banana, a blueberry muffin, and about 2 cups of my Kona French pressed coffee. I also sipped on a Gatorade throughout the morning. By 5:00am we were in the car and headed to transition. Once we parked the car, I went up and got body marked. There were whispers of a non-wetsuit swim. By the time I got into transition it was confirmed. The water temperature was 77degrees. Which meant you could wear a wetsuit, but in doing so you would forfeit your eligibility for an age group award and/or Kona slot. It was really a catch 22 for me because if things went as planned I would be close to getting a slot. Wearing the wetsuit would get me closer, but disqualify me and not wearing it would make me eligible, but it would add time. I made the decision to go without a wetsuit. First off, if I did have a great race I wanted to make sure I would be eligible for Kona. And second, I figured that ironman made rules for a reason, and I wanted to race the way the ironman was meant to be raced. The rule is at 76.2 degrees or above you can’t wear a wetsuit, so I wasn’t going to wear a wetsuit. Anyway, after getting all my transition bags ready and inflating my tires to the right pressure I started to make my way down to the water wearing only my tri shorts, and carrying my goggles and swim cap. I hugged and kissed Maddy, made my way onto the beach, and waited.
Swim: At 6:45am I got into the water. The air temperature was a cool 64 degrees. The water was 77. I swam over to the far right of the course and found a rock to stand on while the pro’s started at 6:50am. I got ready to start about 8 people back from the starting line and about 25 feet from the shore on the right side. The gun went off, I started my watch, and I put my head down and started going. I was timid. I was nervous. I had heard so much about how violent the swim start at IMLP was, but I kept reminding myself “finish strong and breath”. Although there was a little nudging and pulling, I was surprised at how easily things started. Don’t get me wrong, there were people everywhere. I was tapping the feet of the guy in front of me, I had the occasional swimmer pull on my leg as they swim past me, but I didn’t take any blows to the head or face. I stayed pretty far to the right for the entire first loop. In fact, I’ll say I probably swam about an extra 200-300yards because of how far out I was. I made the decision that I was OK with that though. Sure, it would cost me some time, but over the long day I was about to have, that was fine. I made it out of the water for the first loop in 37 minutes. Not a fast swim by any means, but I wasn’t wearing a wetsuit and I was safe. The second loop I stayed a little closer to the middle, but it was still congested. I finally got out at 1:17. It felt like I had been in the water for about 15 minutes. I couldn’t believe I had already finished the first leg of the ironman.
I’m going to do it now to get it over with – my only regret for this race is that my swim was so weak competitively. This has been my Achilles heel and will required quite a lot of attention over the next couple years before I return to the big show. My goal was to get out a little closer to 1:00, and next time I’ll be damned if I don’t.
Time - 1:17
T1: I made my way up transition and made eye contact with Maddy’s mom. It was great seeing a familiar face. Although I looked for others, I didn’t see them. The changing tent was packed. There wasn’t a seat to be had. I stood next to a table, threw on my HR monitor, tri top, helmet and shoes, I used a little chamois cream and headed for my bike. I also scarfed down a banana as quickly as I could. Not the fastest transition, but I was out in 7.50.
Time - 7:50
Bike: The course starts downhill with some sharp turns. It was also very crowded because of my slower swim time. I took it easy and spun my legs. They felt great. I got some fluids in me as soon as I was out of the curvy section of the course, and by mile 10 I had already gone through about ¾ a bottle of perform. I stuck to my nutrition plan and started making moves on the bike. My HR stayed nice and steady around 145 for the first hour. Even on the short climbs I was below 150. This was a great sign, and I was blowing by people. On the long and steep descent into Keene I really loved having the roadie set up. Rather than sit in my aerobars I used the drop bars to maneuver my way around even more people while staying totally in control. Once I hit 9N I was just cruising. Again, the HR was where it needed to be, I was holding about 22-23mph along the entire stretch and at the first turn around I had to pee! I let it fly on the bike (first time I’ve done it) and didn’t lose any ground. The nutrition kept going down and during the climbs on 86 I kept passing more and more racers. I know this is obnoxious, but it feels so good passing the guy on the $8,000 carbon bike with a zipp disc on the back and 808 on the front along with an aero helmet. Meanwhile I sit on my steel machine with a roadie set up (bought almost entirely on sale from performance bike) and $50 helmet. It just reaffirms my belief that no amount of money can replace hard work, time, and dedication. Anyway, I pushed a little bit going through the valley back into town past Whiteface Mountain. Seeing the beautiful mountain and streams along side the road gave me a boost. I also started realizing that I might make it through the first loop faster than the last half iron that I did. As I came back into town I cruised up the 3 bears. They were lined with fans and it made me feel like I was riding in the Tour de France. Coming back around Mirror Lake I spotted Maddy and my other support crew, which gave me another big kick. I felt great! The long taper that I used left my legs with energy and fitness for the race. I attacked the second loop with much the same strategy as the first. There was a headwind heading out of town, which was a little frustrating, but I couldn’t expect the whole ride to be easy. My heart rate was a little higher through the second loop, but still below 155 for most of it. My nutrition continued to fuel me perfectly, and I peed 5 times throughout the day on the bike. The only discomfort I had was some rubbing on the saddle, which I think was caused by my wet shorts. Gross, I know, but that’s part of the race.. At the end of the second loop it started to hit me that I was almost 2/3 done an ironman. I had to keep reminding myself to relax and take it easy because I did still have a marathon to run.
Time- 5:33 (2:41 first loop, 2:49 second loop)
T2: Pretty uneventful. Gave the bike to some volunteers, grabbed my bag, got my compression socks on pretty quickly, grabbed some clif shot blocks for nutrition, helmet off, hat on, another volunteer lathered me up with sunscreen and I was out and on my way.
Time – 3:50
Run: I couldn’t believe how good I felt when I actually hit the run. My heart rate was still hovering around 150, my legs were turning over, I wasn’t delirious… Life was good. Mile 1 was down hill so I started to get some more food and liquids in me. I was shocked at a couple racers who blew by me running what had to be a low 6min/mile pace. I would come to see them again though… As for me I was right around 7:20min/mile to start. When I made it through mile 4 and my HR was still in check, I kicked it up to about a 7min/mile pace. Things were still OK. I hit the half way mark at 1:33. My friends and family were cheering for me, and I couldn’t’ be happier. On the second loop I was just holding on until mile 20 when I planned on “opening it up”. About mile 18 I was feeling it. My pace had slowed to around 8min/mile. I stopped to use the bathroom, and I was sick and tired of gels, shot blocks, perform, and pretty much everything else they had on the course. When I hit mile 20 I popped a double caffeine gel, which in my mind was going to act like rocket fuel. It didn’t. I was laboring to turn my legs over. At mile 23 I started to get chocked up for a second realizing that I was so close to the end. I couldn’t believe everything went exactly how it was planned. Between mile 24 and 25 a guy in my age group was drafting right off my shoulder. I kept trying to turn it up, but there wasn’t much left. He passed me just after mile 25, but then to my surprise and joy he turned to head out for his second loop just as I made my way into the olypic oval. I glanced over my right shoulder. No one was close. With 200meters to go I looked again. No one. Tears started forming in my eyes. Over the loud speaker I heard the voice of Mike Reilly, “Peter Wickman, a teacher from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!” As I crossed the line the tears came and my legs gave out. I looked to my right and found Maddy right there along the fence. The volunteers helped me walk over, and I squeezed her as tightly as I could. It was the proudest moment of my life.
Time – 3:21
Total time: 10:23:34
This earned me 7th out of 163 in my age group and 95th out of 2338 overall.
More excitement to come in the post race wrap up. Spoiler alert to those that don’t already know – there’s a proposal involved :)





