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Tuesday, 29 May 2012

Spring Epic 8 Hour Mountain Bike Race - The Report

So the first 8 hour race of the season was held this last Saturday at Mansfield, promoted by Chico Racing.  It was a hot sunny day, and the trail was especially dry and exceptionally sandy (deep, thick, energy sucking, soul leaching kinda sandy).  The laps were 10km long, with three significant climbs (which became more significant with each lap), and a couple of fast, very rutted descents (of course this is where crowds of spectators gathered in hopes of seeing crashes).

Included in the list of competitors was our gang of friends Fig, NewfieSteve, Martin, and me to have a friendly competition amongst ourselves.  And my hot chick Heidi manning (womanning, personning, humanning???) our pit.

My goal was to do better than last year, with a stretch goal of 14 laps (which I had calculated would have put me in contention).  At the end of the day I ended up with 12 laps (same as last year but I completed them faster this year), so I met my goal, but was not near my stretch goal.  So, somewhat disappointing.  However, I was very happy to finally have a race without a significant mechanical problem to ruin things!!  Can only blame my own fitness and ability.

Fig managed 13 laps (almost 14!), so another goal for me for the next 8 hour race will be to beat him!  Steve managed 11 laps, Martin had to pack it in after 7 laps due to a couple of crashes (yes, one was in front of the crowd) that caused pain, nothing major (...I hope...haven’t seen him since).

So what do I need to do to improve?  Need to get in more road riding to build on the endurance.  Tough decision to stick to when the weather is as great as it has been, and the trails are mint!! 

Also need to get my weight down.  To help control my diet I have started to use an Ipad App called My Fitness Pal. There are many apps that track diet, but this is the most popular. What is great about it is the bar code scanner. Just scan it with the camera and it enters in all the data. Takes just seconds to enter in a meal. You can also track it online. Livestrong has a great app as well, but no scanner.

Next race is the 24 Hours of Summer Solstice on the weekend of June 23rd.  In the meantime more training required!  I will keep you posted!!

Friday, 25 May 2012

Marathon Challenge 1 Long Sock Classic – Riot’s Woes Continue

Here it is the long overdue race report.  Me, NewfieSteve, and EnglishJim headed up to Ganaraska on Saturday to camp for the weekend while racing on Sunday; Fig and Centurion ventured up early Sunday morning.  (I was absolutely astounded that Centurion entered this race.  He had an unfortunate, very nasty crash mountain biking last October and has not been on his mountain bike since.  However, I am not fool enough to think this should give me an edge on him...OK maybe I was hoping a little.  Centurion has been on his road bike, and he is a world class road rider.  Seriously, he is a machine on the road; Ryder Hejdal looks to Centurion for pointers.  Well, if he doesn’t, he should!!)  Anyways, I digress.  So to preserve your sanity, I will avoid all of the adventure, and histrionics of the camping (except to say that I am sorry that I now know that Jim is neither Catholic or Jewish, and that Steve tells his deepest, nasty secrets on his Facebook status) and focus only on the race highlights.

Sunday proved to be great weather...if sunny and hot is great weather.  We lined up at the start line in our very fashionable long socks; provided as a form of protection against the rampant overabundance of poison ivy in the area.  Fig lined up at the very front, right on the start line.  I was several rows back, with Steve and Centurion next to me, and EnglishJim somewhat farther back.  So with the start gun, we were off.  Fig took off like a rocket!  I set off to try and keep him in my sites, however, I am a notoriously slow starter and within several kilometres my legs and lungs were complaining of the too-fast start pace so I settled in to a more moderate pace to gradually speed up to my race pace, figuring that I had 60 kms to catch Fig.

I need to make mention of the sand.  This particular area of our country is very sandy (according to Centurion it is the result of our glacial moraine).  There were sections of the race course that were extremely sandy, deep beach like sand...several inches deep; making for brutal climbs that had the sand sucking the tires in, and dangerous descents, that had to be taken at speed but was like riding on ice with the bike going where ever it drifted.  And it was on one such descent that I almost bought the big ticket, almost bit the last scruncheon, met my maker (and I don’t mean chief Big-Feather).  Me and two other riders were cresting a very sandy fireroad which then fell to a long steep descent.  As I was passing the other two riders on the descent (one of them was extolling how much he love sand, beaches, and bikinis but I think he was cracking under the heat and effort), two ATVs driven by kids were speeding up the hill.   (We were warned before the race that part of the course was on public trails that were often frequented by motorized trail vehicles).  I, passing my fellow racers on the left, was directly in the path of the ATVs coming up the hill on their right; I was descending at 40 – 50 km/hr, the ATVs were flying up the hill at a similar speed.  I don’t know if the ATV drivers did not know any better, or just didn’t care, but they were not slowing down or making an effort to avoid me.  I struggled to coax the drifting bike enough to my right (and well in front of my fellow racers), to miss the ATVs by mere inches.  It was close enough to scare any excess nutrition out of me, and to realize that Heidi had come dangerously close to becoming a millionaire (which I would normally be happy about, except that I am sure EnglishJim would be stepping in like a dirty shirt...or at least like the funky British shirts he tends to wear).

So back to the race.  I was settling in, well into the race, powering up another sandy fireroad when I hear coming up behind me, “Nice bike”.  WTF!!  I know that voice!  It was Centurion!  How the heck did he catch me??  As I mentioned that man is a machine.  He is one of the most efficient cyclists I know.  His lack of Mountain Bike handling skills (he did manage a couple of unscheduled dismounts) is more than made up by his steadiness on the fireroads and double track.  I continuously dropped him in the single track and technical descents, only to have him catch me and work his way past me on the fireroads and double track.  And it was on yet another sandy fireroad climb, with me on Centurion’s wheel, when my bad luck hit.

I suddenly heard the sound “whish, whish, whish!” behind me...this is not a sound you want to hear on a mountain bike.  It means you have a tire puncture and it’s the sound of air and Stan’s sealant escaping as the wheel spins.  But I was on soft sand!  There must have been a piece of glass or sharp metal buried in the sand, as there was a significant gash in the tire.  So, it was off my bike, to position the tire/wheel and wait several minutes to give the Stans the best chance to seal the puncture.  After several minutes I spun the wheel to check the puncture, but the gash was reluctant to seal.  So again position the wheel and wait as I watched Centurion pull away into the distance and several riders we had recently passed ride by me (all offering assistance but I defer, thinking I am OK).  After several more minutes I again check the tire and it has sealed!  Whew!!  Lost about 10 minutes in total, so back on my bike and race off to try and catch Centurion again!  Pass a couple of the riders who went by me, then the course takes us off the sandy fireroad diving into some more rooty and loggy singletrack.  A couple of kms into this bit of single track I jump one of the larger log-overs only to hear the damn ‘whish’ return!  The jump has re-opened up the sealed gash!

So I find a relatively poison ivy free spot in the woods to pull over; again positioning the wheel to seal.  After a couple of tries again, it does seal; but there is hardly any air remaining and the tire is too soft to ride.  So I fire in part of a CO2 cylinder and the tire re-inflates enough to ride it, but the pressure opens up the puncture again.  Now the puncture refuses to seal.  So I resign myself to the fact that I need to put a tube in.  At this time Fig rides up behind me...what the heck?!  Me: “How did you get behind me?”   Fig: “I got lost, went 1.5kms off the trail before I realised it.  Do you need help?”  Me (dumbass me): “No, I am OK, just repairing a flat.  Keep going!” and he was off.  So now I need to get the tubeless valve off the wheel to get the tube in...but the valve nut  is seized to the valve, and won’t budge!  Dammit!!  After a couple of more minutes of struggling with the nut Steve rolls up, looking very exhausted.  Me: “Hey, Mr. Steve, any chance you want to give me a hand?”  Steve: “I would LOVE the excuse to stop!  I am so done!!”  But after many attempts to get the nut loose we can’t do it without a pair of pliers (we have mult-tools but no pliers, and the multi-tools prove useless).  We know Jim will have pliers (he carries an entire 500 pound mechanic set in him!) so we continue while we expect him to pull up...but he doesn’t show.  Many riders pass and offer help, but no one has pliers (who would?).  In a moment of desperation we fire in a couple of CO2 cartridges to re-seal the tire, but it doesn’t work.  Then Steve mentions that he wished we had a tool to push the valve through the wrong way and I have a flash of inspiration.  I pull the pin out of my chain tool and Steve grabs it, pulls the tire off the rim, positions the pin in the inner opening of the valve and leans on it hard!  The inner rubber valve seal tears off and the valve pushes through and out!!  Hooray!!!  At least an hour off the trail, but we are now inserting the tube and re-inflating it.  It is now that Jim pulls up.  Me:  “Hey, Mr. Jim, where have you been?”  Jim: “I got off the trail and lost...twice!!”  (Ones spot was the same place Fig went AWOL)  So tire repaired, wheel re-installed and we are off.  The hour off appears to have given Steve a second wind and we finish off the last 25km or so in good time, but we are now so woefully out of contention that it does not matter.

We finish to huge fanfare, cheers, whistles, confetti, kisses and hugs from cheerleaders (OK nobody but the guy in the timing tent noticed, but I like the idea of the cheerleaders...).  We ride up to the campsite to meet Centurion and Fig, to hear their stories, recover, and wait for Jim.

Now this weekend it is off to Mansfield for the Spring Epic 8 hour Race.  And I am praying for a mechanical free race where I can truly test my fitness.

Saturday, 19 May 2012

Pre-Race (Mountain Bike Race, not Métis Race) Report

Well didn’t really plan on a pre-race post but some friends who actually read this thing demanded it.  Why don’t they become ‘Followers’, you ask?  Excellent question!  Why don’t they become ‘Followers’!?  Don’t they know that I could get that $50,000,000 dollar sponsorship from Specialized, Google, Disney, and Viagara if I had six Followers instead of two??  And, of course, I would split it with them.

Anyways, as far as MTB rides go this week, Sunday to Wednesday each had a fast, intense, physically demanding ride; so Thursday was a gentler, relaxing, recovery type of ride.  No ride yesterday, and today we (NewfieSteve, EnglishJim) are heading up to Ganaraska to set up camp for the race tomorrow.  We are camping for the long weekend and doing the race).   A couple of other buddies (Fig and Centurion) are driving up tomorrow for the race.  (What’s with the weird names?  Well this is a public forum, and apparently my ‘friends’ don’t really appreciate being openly associated with me, given my history in the film industry.  Just kidding...seriously.  Sorry, Heidi.)

This week was a very busy work week for me.  I also ended up a bachelor for a couple of days.  My LCW, Heidi, went to Kingston to attend to our son’s grad from Royal Military College, while I stayed home to attend to another son who had a severely infected foot (yeah I know, weird), and may have required a rush to the doc or emerge at any moment.  Anyhow, all is good; Heidi is back, son is recovering, and I am actually looking to this race as an opportunity to relax mentally (OK, insert your own joke about my mental capacity here).

Next week is also busy work-wise, and will require prep for the Spring 8hr Epic Race next weekend!!  For now, though, the focus is on this weekend’s race.  I will let you know how it goes!!

Monday, 14 May 2012

The Weather, The Bike – And Alot About Something

Three days of rain cut into the saddle time this week, but was still able to manage a few good training rides, and a couple of fun rides.  Trouble is three days off the bike means a bit of weight gained.  With my educational background and my experience, I have a very good grasp of sport nutrition, but I don’t think I will ever understand how eating a few ounces of ‘bad’ food results in me gaining 5 pounds!  Then the effort required to burn it back off... 

Anyways, a few rides on the new bike have me starting to get used to the different feel and ride...which is all good.  The difference in weight and stiffness of the new beast may seem insignificant, but it makes for a completely different ride.  And a couple of longer races coming up in the next two weekends, make it important to get the feel right.
Also, got to ride trails I get to only once per year this weekend.  With Fig, Steve, and Brendan we hit a series of different trails in the vicinity of the town of Ayr.  Some swoopy singletrack, some road hammers in between, some steep punchy technical climbs, and several steep, sketchy, very technical descents.  In fact, Fig took a nasty header slipping on a wet root on a very steep downhill.  It was all good though, he is young, in shape, and an expert gymnast so he managed to roll out his landing, albeit over several rocks that should leave some good bruising.  Not sure why (OK I know why), but it’s always a little funnier when someone else crashes.
Hopefully, can get some good rides in early this week, then taper off towards the end of the week for the first Marathon race in Ganaraska on Sunday.  Anyways, the wife is yelling at me about something...something about the stove on fire...guess I should put down my 40 Creek and go check it out.
Stay tuned...

Sunday, 6 May 2012

Challenges (Other than Drugs, Women, and Rock n Roll)

The weather this week was cool and damp, which made the trails unrideable for a couple of days, and muddy otherwise.  Still managed to get in about 11 hours of riding this week though.  Need to get hours on the new bike, it rides so much different than the old one; which I am surprised at given how similar they are.

Also need to work more, to make money to pay for the new ride.  Makes for a bit of a conundrum eh?  (If you are impressed with my use of the word ‘conundrum’ just only gets better!)  If only we got paid to ride...but then I guess our last name would be McGrath, Fisher, or at least Jameson (Jenna?).
The other challenge for me lately is the Stanley Cup playoffs!  Sitting on the couch watching hockey each night, brings an undeniable urge to reach for something to nibble on, or drink...or both.  However, I am managing to keep my weight around 190lbs; but still want to get leaner.
As far as the title of this post goes, it’s all for show.  Unfortunately for you, I am rather boring and I don’t struggle with drugs, women, or rock n roll; unless you count the occasional struggle with my spouse.  However those are usually staged, and include Superman and Wonder Woman outfits.
Too much info?  OK, I best go then, before I get into trouble.  Besides I am off for a short solo road ride, then a long group MTB ride to get my Sunday going.  Two more weeks to train before the next race!!

Thursday, 3 May 2012

Riot's New Ride

Good bye faithful old friend.

Hello new friend, weapon, ride.?  All of these...

After one ride on the new beauty, it's going to take some getting used to.  For such a similar bike to old faithful, the ride is so much different.  But have two and a half weeks to the next scheduled big race (May 20, Marathon Challenge 1 in Ganaraska), so will have plenty of time to get down, dirty, and comfortable.