SSAP is an awesome event and I love seeing ALL THE PEOPLE there, but it demands a skill set I just don't have. Yesterday was the first time I've done it in four years because when it was in April it always conflicted with LBD, which is much more up my alley. And it hurt! Holding speed like that for 26 miles just feels so much harder than riding an endurance race-pace for 100+. And I'm fine with that - I just wish that I didn't have to cough up my lungs the whole drive home whenever I do a race like that.
I crashed early. I don't know the names of the trails there and thought that Schofield was Major Mike but apparently I was mistaken on that - I crashed in the mud at the bottom of Schofield. Total roadie move, that - first bit of singletrack and I'm on my ass. Or more accurately, I bailed and my bike crashed into a tree. No real damage, just a major holdup as I watched almost the entire field go by me before I could slot back into the line. Then I spent the entire day chasing riders in the distance. Since I had nothing else to do, I kept a count of all of them and by the time I finished the final tally was 41 passed and only 1 came back around me by the finish. I was really happy with that. I felt like I had pretty good legs all things considered - I rode almost everything, even that horrible short steep vertical climb (I was alone on that and actually said out loud to myself "why am I riding this?") The only place I ever had to dismount was that god awful mud climb in the field. I don't believe that was really a trail. I think it was just a mean joke by the Mayor that later on he felt bad about so he gave us those insanely delicious brownies. Those things were the bee's knees. Congrats to all who toed the line yesterday!