ROC 2024 Triathlon
Report – Paul Faithfull
The ROC is a triathlon with a difference and this year I tackled it for the 3rd time, along with the youngest competitor, my son Jake (19).
The race starts with a 1500m swim in Abersoch Bay. Whilst it was only just warm enough to allow that distance of race, I hardly noticed as the sea was pan flat, the water crystal clear, and the sun shining, making for a glorious swim. Mind you a thermal wetsuit didn’t go amiss.
The swim went without incident and I exited with my son right next to me. The race to see if age or training would prevail was on.
Changing to the bike for the 50km ride to Snowdon and the base of the Watkins path, no wind and smooth roads meant conditions were perfect and I cruised into T2 feeling good on target for power and nutrition.
A quick change of footwear (and for sure time to put on some socks) and grabbing my trail bag, started on the “run” (ok it’s a spirited walk) up the 6km Watkins path to the summit of Snowdon (1000m of ascent). Its one of the shorter and hence steeper routes. I got to the top with my heart racing, the last km is little more than a scramble and I then turned round for the slightly more hairy descent. This is where our route and that of an Ultra marathon race coincided, so whilst it was hectic enough with tourists on the trail, it became more about avoiding other runners than worrying about tripping! You also have to wonder when ultra runners tell you ‘your mad’ for the event your doing whether you really are!
Not being a fell runner (and fearing heights and falling!) did me no favours and I rapidly fell down the order during the descent. I soon met Jake on his way up, so knew I was in the lead in our little tussle, but was pondering where fellow club mate Richard Shephard had disappeared to, expecting him (rightly) to be well ahead of me.
The up is hard on the legs, the down even harder and like many I entered Transition with calf and quad burn and still another 50km on the bike back to Abersoch to go. Still I felt ok, and set off on the bike wondering when (or if) my bike legs would come back to me. The answer for me, as for so many was no, and whilst I had managed a healthy power average on the way to Snowdon, no matter what by brain commanded, my legs wouldn’t put out more than 80% of what they had on the way there. After about 8 km I passed the forementioned Richard jogging along the side of the road. He had ‘gone the wrong way’, as it turned out a result of marshalls from the ultra, but still had a smile on his face as he made his way back to transition running a fair bit further than the 12 km the rest of us undertook.
A very hot ride later, chain off once, traffic lights in my favour (none), slightly dodgy car overtakes – one, I arrived back to the beach for the final 1km run on the sand. That 1km feels like an eternity, not a victory lap but when I closed in on the finish I could see I was under 5h 30m, my target, finishing in 5h and 27mins, 25 mins quicker than 2021 and a whole 50mins quicker than the 5 year younger me in 2019. Jake came in just over 6 hours, impressive for nearly no training, somewhat broken with some nasty blisters. We were 2nd (25th / 240) and 1st in our age categories respectively and I was happy that the chap who beat me did it all on the descent of Snowdon (he’s from Kendal, say no more..). Great event and I will definitely be doing it again ! Remarkably Richard who was 6th overall at the top of Snowdon still came in with a time just behind Jake’s even with the rather large detour! Chapeau!!
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