The day
started with me, NewfieSteve, Fig and Lois packing our gear and hitting the
road to Mansfield by 6:30am. Me and
NewfieSteve were a tag-team relay duo for this race (our team name is DaNoofie
n DaNative), and Fig was soloing (Fig's team name was Eric...don't know how he thought that one up). Lois
was tending to pit duties, making sure that our needs were met as required as
we passed by the pit area each lap. We
set up our pit right along the race course about 1.5 kms from the start/finish
transition area, so when Steve (or I) would pass then I (or Steve) would know
to get to the transition.
Our pit...
Steve chose
to start take the first lap (which is usually a bit of a cluster-f), so
everyone headed to the start line for the 10am start. Steve passed the pit in about 25 minutes so I
headed out for the transition area. At 7
degrees Celsius it was a cold wait!
Steve sped into the transition area with a first lap time of 32’57”
which put us into 10th place.
I grabbed the chip from him and took off for our second lap, heading up
the long energy sucking climb that started every lap. I finished off my lap without incident and
rolled into the transition area with a lap time of 29’58”...which now put us
into 6th place. We were
crawling our way up. Steve took the chip
and was off for our third lap. And so it
went...
Ooops...how did that get in there????
Anyways...
In the
transition area waiting for Steve to finish our seventh lap...I waited...and
waited. Something must have gone
wrong...mechanical...crash...bonk? Steve
limped into the transition area with a time of 39’13”; handed me the chip while
mentioning his legs had locked up...he was having troubles. As I headed out, I said “Hang in there, man!”...but
I was worried. As I passed by our pit
area during my lap Steve asked if I could do a double lap; I said no I would
double lap my next turn (I didn’t currently have enough water on me for two
laps). Sorry Steve...
I rolled
into transition with a lap time of 30’51”,
handed Steve the chip...he looked a little rough. I went to the pit to prepare for a double
lap.
Steve
struggled through a painful lap with a time of 39’02”. I took off hoping that he could recover. I also pressed a little harder knowing that
my times would likely be slower (especially the second of this
double)...apparently I pressed too hard.
I went wide on a couple of corners...and at Mansfield you don’t want to
go wide. While the trails were packed
and tacky, off trail was a mess of soft sand, leaves and bush. Both times I went wide, I washed out and went
down. Nothing serious, other than
tumbling through the sand and dust to get even dirtier, but it cost me time,
and meant I had to re-pass a couple of riders.
(Not to mention that I felt like a doofus). My lap time was 31’39”, and I headed out for
the second of this double lap. I tried
to maintain the pace for the second lap, but the legs were starting to
twinge...it was starting to hurt. As I
passed by our pit I may have said something like, “Steve, I hate you!!”...I
heard Steve laughing behind me...I finished this lap at 32’28”. Steve took the chip mentioning he was well
medicated and I wouldn’t have to do another double...
Back at the
pit Lois confirmed Steve had managed to rest, stretch and take ibuprofen,
muscle relaxants (???), and electrolytes to try to recover. (If he was smart he would have had a beer in
there too.) As I waited at the pit, Fig
rolled in and restocked his water; he was having a great race, but he was also
starting to feel it...he was walking like quasimoto...
Anyways
Steve rolled in to transition with a lap time of 35’31”...he was feeling
better!!...ish...
And again,
so it went...(insert dramatic music)...
Me Lap 13: 31’43”
Steve Lap 14: 36’55” (While I waited to see if I had time to get in a last lap...I did...dammit).
Me Lap 15: 31’43”(Yeah...notice the coincidence??)
Steve Lap 14: 36’55” (While I waited to see if I had time to get in a last lap...I did...dammit).
Me Lap 15: 31’43”(Yeah...notice the coincidence??)
So we
finished with 15 laps for a total time of 8hrs15mins37secs...which put us into
9th place (out of 34 teams in our category). Not bad...but we were hoping for better;
there are two more races left in this series (the Summer 8hr, and the Fall
8hr)...so we will improve and hopefully match or better last year (DaNoofie n
DaNative came in second in the Fall 8 last year).
Fig had a great race and came in 7th in his category with a total of 14 laps. Fig was the series champ (solo under age 39 category), last year (they award points based on your placements in the 3 races), and is intent on defending this status!
Fig had a great race and came in 7th in his category with a total of 14 laps. Fig was the series champ (solo under age 39 category), last year (they award points based on your placements in the 3 races), and is intent on defending this status!
So to be repetitive
(its easier just to write things over than come up with new stuff), the Spring
8 is in the books...and forgotten. The
next race on the schedule is coming up this weekend...the XC Marathon Long Sock
Classic in Ganaraska; a single 70km loop of more sand, lots of climbing, and an
overabundance of pain. At least it’s
supposed to be warmer this weekend.
I’ll keep
you posted!!
PS: After a race you feel like you have been run over by a truck. This pic is generally how race weekends
feel...
And so the season begins! It will only get better from here :) Every time I read your race reports I wish I lived closer so that I can get out there with you guys! Great race, congratulations!
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