I was kind of wishing for was a 11-32, which a lot of guys had. Though I'm not sure whether it would helped me or not.
Stage 2 - Devil's Kitchen.
Pain. So. Much. Pain.
This climb is a monster. Max grade was 22%, and average I'm too tired to figure out. And that was towards the end of this 2.2 mile stretch of roadie death.
I stayed up front the whole time, as did the maillot jaune. He is actually a pretty good rider. Strong, his winning average speed yesterday in TT was over 27mph.
Two KOM points, I contested the first one which is that last peak before the descent there, and got 4th. The guy who won that then had his chain explode few seconds after he cross the line. Bad luck.
The middle was kind of fun on the descents. Luckily it was dry. The last few groups finished in pouring rain.
Several attempt at breakaways, none stuck, until the end two got away just before DK climb. I was in super-ultra-energy conserve mode. I bridged nothing, took a few pulls, but knew I was in for some suffering so chilled. The pack chilled too.
So we get to the monster and you just see a winding narrow wall of pavement.
Immediately about a dozen of the the lighter guys spring forward and its just not possible to chase.
I keep a steady pace, and just have one thought, which is not to walk.
You get few seconds of respite when the grade eases up from teens to mid-single digits, and then you go again, and it's seemingly never ends.
Guys were literally falling off their bikes at one point. People were all over the road, zig zagging. Lots of people just walked.
I saw angels at one point and a beam of light calling out to me.
The maillot jaune was spinning his 32, but fell off the pace mid-way. He definitely is a TT specialist, and I'm pretty sure I'm heavier than him, so I take some comfort in that.
Forgot to mention a good thing about yesterday's TT, I beat my main CX nemesis, Breogan the Spaniard by 15 seconds. He edged me out from first place in MAC last year because he did one more race than me. So we are pretty evenly matched in weight, power, pain threshold.
I see him ahead of me, and he's wobbly. I find some inspiration and stomp on the pedals just to prove a point. He gets the will to live and chases me. We make it to the top together, pick up 2 more guys, and TT it towards the finish. We drop one guy, and pick up three more.
We all finish together in a bunch, # 18-22, or 4:18 back
3h15m
65 mi
20.1mph
Elev 5200 ft
NP - 272
IF - .88
TSS - 253 (this)
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/104490198
We won't know the GC standings until midnight tonight, and I don't feel like figuring it out.
I ride my bike back to the pad, and I'm just dead. I gots to take care of my legs, so I do the roller massage, and another with mineral oil. Helps a bit Then shower. Then go back into town to get food, and watch the pros finish. Roger Aspholm is in this race btw, takes 5th.
few pics
winners
My bike is back to being a road bike now
So tomorrow's installment of PAIN looks like this:
This will be in the rain, which I like, it favors me.
But I have no idea. I may get dropped. I'm cooked. But gonna go spin on the trainer for a bit of recovery to take care of the legs that may take care of me.
Right after the race tom'w I'm jumping in the car and heading home and then getting picked up for the airport for a week of travel. My legs just may explode.