|Locked & Loaded|
|Home Sweet Home (the one on the left)|
|Surveying the Course|
|Don't do anything different before race day|
|I never looked at this or remembered it again.|
|Lots of Starters|
|Me: I've got to give myself more credit and start closer to the front.|
|Passing by the outdoor center, the pack is finally breaking up.|
|Some of the nicer sections of trail, Photo Credit CBCC Facebook Page|
|Why there is a bridge here and not other places the world may never know. Photo Credit CBCC Facebook Page|
Around mile 22 my legs were feeling used and I had the realization that there was a lot of racing to go, but that passed. The major rest stop at mile 26 was just in time. Somebody grabbed my bike and started pulling mud and grass out of my front derailleur with a smile. Thank you so much to the volunteers, especially you. I got to see a friend there who was spectating and held my bike while I ate what I could. Endurance racing is funny. Most days you are (supposed to be) monitoring what you eat and trying to keep the calories in check. On a race day where you are burning an extra 6000 calories (the body only can store about 3500 for immediate use) you just need to eat anything you can keep down. I knew the last time I did this race I was cramping bad so I was concentrating on getting some salt.
Well shit, that didn't work.
|They make you write any possible problems on the back of your bib in case you need help. Check|
Even then I was keeping up the pace pretty well until the last mile. My legs knew they were almost done only a mile from the fucking finish and they started locking up. My speed dropped in half. I had to concentrate on the fact that it was a nice easy trail and that I could make it.
That worked out because I finished in 6:39:20 with 2 other people in my class just seconds behind me. I pulled off 9th out of 32 in my class and 43 out of about 108 finishers.
Not too shabby. OK, some of them might have had flats and mechanicals but I chose to carry the extra weight of a 27.5+ bike up the hill with an extra half pound of sealant in each tire. Not to mention the crap in my pack that I didn't use above all the tools and a spare tube. Like a windbreaker. And glasses, LOL. The 27.5+ was a good choice. I'm thinking it is always a good choice.
|AT LEAST 2 extra lbs of mud on the bike and me by the end.|
And what ride wouldn't be complete without the Relive flyover?
Thanks to my support team: My Wife