Guess I should step up and do a recap on the DH40. Not feeling like I have that much to say really. I think for the most part, you can read
Utah's recap since we rode like 34 miles together. I do have a slightly different take on how I dropped off from the 3 man train, It was something like this:
Me: OMFG pain is taking over. I'm going to die!
Bill: Suck it up fatso.
Utah: Maybe you should eat more bacon. That might help.
Me: No, I'm serious, I think I might die.
Bill: That's nice.
Utah: GFYS
Me: Ugh, you will all reap your just reward when Armageddon comes!
Roughly like that, I think.
No, so ok, the first 3/4 of the race was awesome. Then I sort of battled cramps for 5 miles. Then the cramps slammed me and had their way with me. I'll be honest, I was pretty much going to quit after those punchy climbs after Indecision. But I kinda kept rolling. As I was walking up a hill somewhere, I got passed by Rob Hayes. At that point, I wasn't able to quit. I should be beating Rob. Not that he's not a strong rider, but I'm stronger (or was, or like to think I am to make myself feel better. I know Matty will comment on this...). After he passed me, it would be a disservice to quit. It's like my saying, ok, I got passed by someone I think I should beat, so I'm going to quit to avoid having to have my name on the sheet as having lost.
So I rode on, and got passed a few more times, and ended up 24th. I am cat 1 pack fodder. It's ok, I really don't mind that. The temps, as they always do, got to me. Both my long races this year (BK and this) have resulted in cramps, bad cramps at that. I'm just not putting in the hours in the heat to handle that. I had taken in a bottle every 30 minutes for 2.5 hours but it wasn't enough. They got me like they always do. I'm strongly considering a team next year. I'll worry about that then.
It was a fun race, and became even more fun once we picked up Bill. The 3 of us were literally just cruising through, talking like it was a group ride. Shortly after we linked up the first of the Cramp Monster Minions started to bite, and I had a lot of trouble fighting the first one off, but I did. But the 3 man show didn't last, and I popped off and then Utah apparently did. As I said elsewhere, it would have been funny to try and figure out who crossed the line in what order if we stuck together.
So Bill ended up 14th, which is interesting since that more or less means we were running a top 15 pace for the race. The bottom falling out is what dropped that to barely top 25. Before the race I said that pacing and nutrition were very important, since my fitness isn't really there. Well my fitness does seem to be ok, but my nutrition is still wrong. So it goes. A few more hours, proper nutrition (whatever that is) and losing this pesky 20 pounds and I could still aim for a top 10 spot. But that's really an Imaginary World right now.
The bike was awesome. Utah has absolutely valid points. But goddamn this bike rails the turns. Sorry geared Niner, but your days are numbered. This thing tracks like a bloodhound. I was hitting turns on the second lap that I never dreamed of with the Niner. Bill even commented that I was riding well before I got all Wimpy and started walking anything more than 4 feet vertical.
One last conversation before I was done, with Luke.
Luke: You just got passed by a girl.
Me: She's faster than me.
After the race we didn't hang around too long. Had some food and drink, but did not eat enough because I was feeling pretty rough. No beer, as that was feeling like a bad idea. Actually, I did have a beer on the course, which went straight to headache in about 10 minutes out there. So I felt it was a terrible idea to continue that trend. I did go home and have 2 more. I plan to go beer-free for August save for the Fred-influenced ones or if/when my boss is in town.
Now it's pretty much road racing then cross. More about that at some future point. Took yesterday off, then rode this morning for a little. Legs felt good considering, it was nice out. Tomorrow something bigger. Some days you feel like a nut.
Oh yeah gotta promote that Mooch race too.