Saturday, February 26, 2011

ZipVit Energy Gel Contest

One of my favorite ZipVit products is the blackcurrant energy gel. Not only does it taste great (not too sweet and awesome flavor), but it also comes in a non-caffeine and a caffeine version. It was designed by doctors along with pro tour riders to deliver fast energy, without tasting awful.


And because I love this product so much, I thought I should share the love. Share your best bonking story and how a ZipVit energy gel would have saved you from bonking. You can read one of my better bonking stories here. I'll send the winner some blackcurrant energy gel in both caffeine and non-caffeine versions.

13 comments:

Molly said...

My first attempt at a 1/2IM was Vineman 70.3 a few years ago. I fueled my entire bike/run on *1* bottle of sports drink and 2 gels. Suffice it to say, I bonked well and good at mile 7 of the run - from there it was just 6 miles of mental bargaining to survive to the finish. I'd love to try out ZipVit which probably would have helped a lot!!!

krystyna47 said...

Hmmm... most memorable bonk:

On day 1 of a bike trip, I had ridden 120km, the last 20km were on really windy roads with no streetlights, in pitch black and on wet slippery roads because of the rain. I had downed serious amounts of caffeine to get through that ride in record time. Unfortunately, I didn't refuel properly afterwards, and mistakenly ate tuna in a salad when I hadn't eaten any meat in years. My stomach and muscles complained all night.

The next day, when I had another 160km of biking to go (this was on the Great Ocean Rd, one of the most beautiful roads in all of Victoria, Australia), every single muscle in my body was lacking fuel... I tried to make up for it by downing a Powerbar as soon as I hopped on the bike but the deficit was too great. I was so depleted of energy that I could barely focus on the road, and could hardly turn the legs over. Finally, at one point, my brain wasn't even functioning very well so I just stopped in the middle of the road, quite a bit confused. A fabulous Dutch couple ended up driving up to me and offering me a lift to my next hostel -- I don't think I could have made it another km in my condition! That was the biggest bonk (that I couldn't dig myself out of) that I have EVER experienced!!!

Running and living said...

I am prefacing this story by saying that I am really a smart person:)

When I trained for my first marathon in 2009 I had absolutely no idea about gels and fueling or training plans or electrolytes. When I moved into longer runs of 15 miles and higher, I would get really light headed, dizzy and weak during the last part of the run. I was not hungry, so for a while I had no idea what was going on. I actually started to get a bit worries, bc a few times I got so foggy that I almost fell. I ended up googling my "condition" and had a good laugh after...I was cluelessly bonking away big time Now gels and eletrolytes are my best friends:)

Damie said...

Probably my most magnificent bonk happened at the St Jude marathon in 2007. My very best running pal had been begging me to eat more in marathons and even had her husband stationed at several points in the race to offer me bananas. I don't really love bananas- nor was I convinced I needed more nutrition. Every time I passed her husband he would try to block my way with a banana and I would run around him! There were other friends riding their bikes on the course asking me what I needed- gels, electrolytes, etc. I kept refusing. But around mile 20ish I was DONE. I was still on BQ pace, but mentally and physically I had checked out. I was so done, I actually stopped at a water stop and asked to borrow a cell phone. I proceeded to call my husband...who was so surprised to hear from me. "You should be running! OMG what is going on?" I told him I needed him to come pick me up and could he please just drive over and get me. He flatly refused and said if I had to walk the rest of the marathon I was going to finish. By mile 22, my final 10k pacer found me and forced me to stop and take a gel and pleaded with me to just move quickly from mile to mile. She told me I could still be on pace if I would just go, but the brain and body had just been too depleted for too long. When I got to the finish, "banana friend" had her BQ and told me..."I TOLD you to eat more." We still laugh about that race- how I avoided her husband and his nutrition, and how I actually called my husband for a ride. It is kind of an urban legend with my friends because it was truly funny to watch me self-destruct so glamorously in front of everyone. I can laugh now, but it was really awful when it happened!

Snakebite said...

There is was, pinned down behind enemy lines. I was out of ammo and lost my survival knife when I had to ditch the plane in the lake. I was pretty sure my leg was broken and was tending to it when I heard something that sounded like electrical charges. I looked up over the ridge to see not one, but two, TERMINATORS sent from the future to hunt me down. My only hope was duct tape the SCUBA tank to crashed motorcycle for propulsion. I wrestled the tank for what seemed like an eternity. But, I managed to place it on the motorcycle and tape it in place. I could hear the enemy forces closing in from the North. I looked West and saw the TERMINATORS had locked onto my position. I pointed the motorcycle South on the gravel road. A large rock was to be my hammer to knock the valve off the tank to turn it into a mock rocket engine. A reached down for the rock but did not have enough left in me to lift it. Curses BONK! Not now! I must get to the old farm house to save little Sally.....

Megan said...

This wasn't me but my ex-boss (who I didn't like as a boss but is OK to talk to now).
He was training for his first 1/2 ironman. He did a 50 mile ride followed by an 8 mile run. He told me that he totally bonked at the end of the run and was surprised b/c he ate A GU (one!) between the bike and run. I asked what he ate before heading out and he said "a small bowl of cereal".

Thinking about it a spectucular bonk I had was on a Friday night bike ride. I'm sure I hadn't eaten anything since noon and it was now 6:30pm and I was 20 miles into the ride. I got dropped, then I got lost, then I decided that it was my bike's fault and proceeded to thrown a temper tantrum at my bike (kicking it etc) on the side of the road. I think I could have used a little fuel for my body.......

SSB said...

Last year I made a trip to Kona to do some training. It was a miserably hot and windy day. People were dropping out all over the place. I was doing well with my hydration and nutrition. We descended from Hawi and decided not to stop for water in Kawaihae because we were making good time and had plenty for a while. We got just past Waikaloa and I took a sip, my last sip. My bottles were completely dry. I needed to eat but a gel with no water doesn't work for me so I decided to just keep going. I kept telling my riding partner there was a small convenience store just ahead on the left. Over the next hill. Around the next bend in the road. We were both out of water and hadn't had anything to eat for about 45 minutes. I've ridden this stretch over 25 times and I was convinced a convenience store would materialize out of the lava rocks. It finally did, 30 miles after I thought it would. We could barely stand we were so hungry and thirsty. I drank a gallon of water just standing in the store and then ate three snickers before I had enough energy to stand up. Moral of the story, don't stop eating if you are thirsty. You might star hallucinating.

JenniferLeah said...

Ohhh, last summer. I was really starting to increase my running miles and I normally leave early 5-6am on long runs to beat the heat. I got a late start on this day--AND I still learning about hydration and nutrition on these longs runs.

It had been smoking hot weather all week I did not take into account how just an hour or so could really bring the heat on-especially at the END of the run.

I had my hydration belt with (2) 10oz water bottles and just one gel. I was running late so I did not eat anything that morning (so now I pretty much in a fasting state).
I had my gel around mile 10 with plenty of water and I was feeling good. By mile 16 I was starting to feel too hot and a little nauseau coming on.
By now the heat of the day has turned the little water I had left into a hot mess but I am only 2.7 miles from home. The stretch of road is treeless, breezeless and it really was just hell. The drops of water left in my bottle is not enough to "drink" and it's hot so Im using it to just wet my mouth and lips.
I finally relented about a mile and a half from home and called my husband asking him to pick me up.
big mistake--
he made some sort of sarcastic comment about how I could not make it the last mile home and it infuriated me!! But it was all I needed to make it home-a mix of running, jogging, walking and shuffling--but I made it.
Lots of lessons were learned that day: always freeze my water bottles before a planned long run, always bring adequate nutrition, stash a couple bucks to stop at a store for water/etc if needed AND
always call my husband for "support" if I need a little boost to finish :P

Steve said...

I've bonked a couple times. ftw :)

ONEHOURIRONMAN said...

In 2004 I entered my first iron distance event. The name was Big Foot Ironman (I think they snuck that one by WTC)in British Columbia. Number of participants for this race you ask? 20.

And there in lies my "bonk". I took nothing but water bottles on the bike, looking to rely on the organizers to have something on the course. 20 participants... what do you think aid consisted of? Pretty much zippo.

I felt like the guys that did the first IM in Hawaii back in 1978.

Luckily I took some money on the bike so I could go from convenience store to convenience store buying Gatorade.

That had limited success. I "bonked" probably back at mile mark 50 of the bike, but will power and $4 or $5 of Gatorade bought at the convenience stores kept me going till my DNF at mile mark 95. I thought later "If I had only taken $20".... hmmmmm.

Kathleen @ ForgingAhead said...

Bert and I were training for the century so while visiting friends in Sacramento we mapped out a 60+ mile ride. I don't know why I thought there would be stores out there in the canyons and meadows but we did not have enough food and water for the trip. We ran out at mile 25 and it was mile 55 before we found a store. I could tell I was bonking because I had zero sense of humor and a bad feeling that things were not going to end well. But they did - as soon as I got some food and water!

Black Knight said...

Sorry I am italian so I don't know that product but i like to read the stories. A lot to learn again.

Jonathan said...

I bonked big time about 65miles in to my first 100mile ride. Not having hit the wall like that before I had no idea why I was experiencing tunnel vision, confusion and a severe lack of concentration. Thankfully I had a small amount of cash on me and found a small shop in the middle of nowhere (actually West Marden on the South Downs). I simply pigged out on as many sandwiches, crisps and bottles of lucozade as I could afford. I picked up around 45minutes later and crawled around the rest of the course. The moral of this tale is: fail to prepare, prepare to fail.