|
First Report by David Alden (photo of
Jean coming down the final straight)
Thank God it's over.
Before I get too far into the race, I first
want to say how incredibly proud I am of Jean. This was
a tough, tough race. There were SLICK roots, wet rocks,
muddy-sections, fast downhills and lots and lots and lots
of uphills. I saw guys crashing, laying down at rest-stops
and I'm sure there were plenty that dropped out. As I was
challenged by many of the things along the way, I was really
getting worried.
Jean not only finished strong, but she
came in second. Jean, you kick ass.
I've also got to give a shout out to Doug.
Doug was a HUGE help (as always) and went out of his way
to get to the different aid stations in case Jean needed
any help, and he paced that last 12 or so miles in with
her - goading her up the hills. As if that wasn't enough,
after Jean and I went to sleep, he cleaned our bikes (I'm
sure to the chagrin of the maid), tightened bolts, got some
extra towels and on and on.
Doug - THANKS!
Nathan and Zippy, you're both crazy. Mad
props to my runnin' dawgz, yo.
Okay - here's my story.
This was the best race I've ever done.
We took off at about 6:20 AM, It was dark,
but fortunately, not too cold. To be honest, I think the
start was a little screwed up and there were many sport
riders that got a few minutes head start, but whatever.
We raced downhill on the road until we hit a flat dirt road
section. I nailed a pothole pretty good and sent some searing
pain into my thumb for a bit, but it helped wake me up.
The first 20 miles ticked off pretty quickly, and I blew
through the aid stations - only slowing down once to drop
off my jacket. I would have liked to have stopped at aid
station #4 - because the view was simply incredible - but
this was a race.
I tried to take a mental photograph to
enjoy later. The view, from the top of a mountain, was of
beautiful rolling green valleys, while the fog was still
lingering down below. The sun was still low in the sky,
and it was sparkling blue. There were hot air balloons in
the distance and it was amazing. In honesty, it was just
one of many, many incredible vistas along the way. The scenery
really made this race special.
Anyway, my plan was to carry what I needed
(food/fuel, clothing) and not stop at any of the aid stations
until #6, at mile 33. I had a drop bag waiting for me and
I was going to swap what I had and really start the "race"
at that point. For the first half, I followed everyone's
very good advice and took it slow. I used the granny gear
a lot and walked when it was as fast as riding. It was hard
to do, especially when I felt good and people were passing
me, but I kept thinking that there were still many, many
miles (and hills) to go.
Unfortunately when I got to aid station
#6, my drop bag was nowhere to be found. I wasted at least
12 minutes looking around for it, dumping some clothes off,
and trying to figure out what of the available food would
work for me. The aid stations were STOCKED with cookies,
fig newtons, M&M's, peanut butter & jelly sandwiches
(cut in 1/4's), turkey sandwiches (cut in 1/4's), water,
Gatorade and lots of other stuff. My problem was that I
sometimes get stomach cramps when racing/eating and I'd
been experimenting over that past few months to figure out
what would work for me. Clif bars and Gu worked really well,
but I was all out. My other problem was that I like eating
small portions (like 1/3 of a bar) every 20-minutes or so,
rather than a whole bar at once. There wasn't really any
food that I could take with me, so that meant that I was
probably going to eat larger portions and/or have to stop
at the other stations along the way.
I was bummed, but I grabbed some cookies
and took off. There were a couple of miles that I was zoned
out, and I remember walking my bike up a hill and forgetting
to get back on. Twice I had to remind myself that I was
in a bike race. I aslo had a couple of major cramping events
and a few miles that my hamstrings were threatening.
I got my second wind and the last few miles
were a blast. I ended up in 4th, which was OK, but not as
good as I had hoped.
Results be damned, I still had a great
time. The course was soooooo much fun. I can't wait for
next year.
Look for more here...
And click here
to see the elevation changes! Yikes!!!
I'm sure I'll have reports from Jean, Nathan,
Zippy and Doug later too...

Here is Zippy (fresh off the Appalachian
Trail), Jean, Me and Nathan.
|