We have been planning to ride in Red Canyon all year and haven't made it. This weekend was awesome up there.
24, 26, 29 one of each
Emma has just grown big enough to be able to handle her 24" wheel bike on anything technical and she railed it this weekend
She was determined to pedal over all sorts of stuff
Wes and I got out for a super-fine evening lap on Thunder Mountain. I used to think he would start dropping me when he was 14yrs but I have had to just downgrade that to 12!! He is 10 now and pushed it hard enough a few times to make me breathe!
I rode Thunder Mountain for the first time with him three years ago. Look how cute he was then.
We took a photo in the same spot this weekend. After comparing pics Wes pointed out that he is wearing the same helmet in the second pic that I am wearing in the first pic - funny (to me anyway...)
We've been playing around with video. And with bikes of course. And with kids. Wesley is becoming quite the little hammer on his bike. He begged for clipless pedals so I dug up a nice pair of Times for him.
The Park City Point 2 Point race was a week ago - but better late than never to blog the report. I took very few pics so thanks mostly to Lyna Saffell and Dave for the pics, all of which I have borrowed without asking (hey they were on FB...)
My focus is on things other than racing my bike right now so the blog post was far down the weeks to-do list. My focus for Park City Point 2 Point race was to go and have a good time and worry not a squat about the peformance racing part (um.. because I am kinda chubby and I haven't been training mostly). I wrote my goals on my handlebars.
The course was incredibly fun and lots of bike love was made. In fact I forgot the chammy butter in the morning and my seat was feeling the hard tail bike love by the end. I finished it up in 8:47, 40th personage to finish and 4th woman.
Another goal was to get a dollar from the Gilly Cash Zone - check
The race was top notch. Chip timing. Beanie at sign up instead of the tired old size medium mens t-shirt (yawn). Top 5 women cash payout. Finisher socks that say "I did it", I love finisher awards at hard races - and this was a hard race. Cold drinks at the aid stations were delicious as it was a hot day. Coke at the aid stations - oh yeah! Volunteers at the aid stations swarmed to help and knew what to do. Brilliant fun course with so much single track the road sections were a relief at times. Fun vibe at the finish line.
Tight pro women field. The top 5 women were separated by only 23 minutes at the finish!
But most of all the best part of this race was a free burger at the finish line. I love me a burger (and have maybe loved me a few too many this summer...)
Another goal was to visit and see all my racing buddies I have missed this summer because I haven't been out racing. There are so many cool people in mountain bike racing and it was great to see everybody. Thanks a ton Brad and Jane for the weekend hospitality and laughs. Jane - go tubeless for sure.
Yet another huge highlight (have I mentioned it was a GREAT race!!) was to see Michelle Byers turn her crushing 2009 Point2Point missed time cut-off DNF into a crushed-it 2010 finish after training on one of my LW Coaching plans this summer. I love seeing my athletes collect their goals first hand.
Dave "raced" too. He had his new helmet cam and his goal was to film the heart of the race. He did an awesome job. Watch it to see Michelle's sweet finish.
Pre-race I was enjoying the real live brick and mortar ladies only bathroom instead of the usual co-ed port-a-john situation and chatting over my stall with a couple of the other Pro women. I find out we are lining up at the front of the 8 hour wave of racers. I thought that was a good plan cause I was hoping to be in the 8-9 hour range. I finish my pre-race potty business, locate the 8 hour wave, go to the front and see no other Pro women - hmmmm. Next I find out they have already started...they had their own start wave and I missed it...WTF...where was that info distributed?? I head to the start chute and see the 7 hour wave start. The pro women are off up the course without me and the 7 hour wave is between me and them now....Frick... I look at my bars and see SMILE LOTS :-) so I start pedaling and smile.
Round Valley was pass, pass when you can. I catch a dude who is not moving smooth and fast and has a big gap in front of him to the Conga line. I'll call him Shouldnabeninthe7hourwavedude. "Please tell me when it is clear and I'll pass" I say. He shouts he is not moving off the trail and I will have to take it. Um...ok then. He blows the next corner, I carve inside and pass cleanly, pedal smooth, close down the gap to the next guy, get back on the Conga line single-track tail. Shouldnabeninthe7hourwavedude passes me aggressively with elbows flying, I put on my brakes to avoid his sketchiness, he shouts at me not to pass him then slow down. I think bad words to say to him in my head but keep my mouth shut. This is not making bike love here and I am not smiling. I soft pedal and let a couple of guys pass me. Shouldnabeninthe7hourwavedude lets them by uncontested... Ha, I think, and smile. I let another guy pass me and get tight on his wheel and sneak passed Shouldnabeninthe7hourwavedude with him. I hope not to see him again.
Pedal, pedal, see Adam look strong and fly by me,get $1 in the Gilly cash zone, shweet, smile, yo-yo with Aaron, pedal, pedal, make-bike-love, smile lots, glow (it was hot) drink lots of coke at the Park City Aid station, burp my way up Spiro climb, pedal, pedal, finish, get my finisher socks, find Dave, eat my finisher burger, hang out for 3 hours at the finish line in my chammy, visit with peeps, stand on the women's podium still in my chammy, see Michelle finish, miss Brad finish, bonk on the ride back to the condo, eat more, lie on my back and watch the ceiling spin, eat more.
Very fun filled weekend. I hope I get a spot in the race next year. It is definitely a classic in my book.
My tagline for the last decade has been "Mom-Coach-Racer-Not always in that order". Usually it all threads together nicely with each taking turns at the front. I didn't expect 2010 to be any different for me. Expectations are funny things when seen with hindsight and curiosity.
2010 started right on target with a great race at 24 Hours in the Old Pueblo followed up with some local xc racing to sharpen the speed for Cohutta 100 in April. I DNF'd Cohutta which was not expected and stung. In fact I got hit by lightening during the race... I didn't expect that! It fritzed me good and to the core. I didn't expect the impact it would have and denied it had any effect on me but in hindsight it took me 10 weeks off training to feel any sort of good/normal after.
So racer was shelved and mom-coach took the lead for a while.
Next we spent July in Crested Butte. I didn't do any training in CB but lots and lots of JRA (just riding around) with and without kids, which since has deteriorated into JGA (just goofing around) taking pictures of things I see on rides.
Thistles. I love thistles. They are the Scottish National flower full of folklore. A bare foot Viking attacker stepped on one at night and cried out, so alerting the defenders of a Scottish castle.
Rides have been more about big views
and awesome trails
Seeing curious things. This took a photo of me taking a photo of it. Ha, ha. Some researcher is going to have to look at that.
and fresh evidence of things that could eat me and were probably watching me.
and not at all about TSS, IF and watts. FT, VO2max and power. Not at all about "training".
So now here I am, in mid August, not having actually "trained" since March. The last time I took 5+ months off training was 8 years ago and I gave birth...It is a curious place to find myself and was not expected!!
My "Coach" side is laughing because now I get to see the difference between months of JRA/JGA and actual training. To see/feel/be the difference between being fit and being fast, which I preach daily to clients. A visceral confirmation that this statement is true. Always so much to learn experientially as a coach - the good and the other...
My "Racer" side is not laughing so much as in 2.5 weeks time is Park City Point 2 Point race which I expected to race - oops! What am I to do with THAT expectation?
It was hard to leave Crested Butte but nice to be back in the warm dry desert
We did escape to 10k for a couple of days for a little camping
a little hiking
a little flying
a little silliness
Meanwhile, Dave has dropped out of Colorado Trail Race - his stories to come later I'm sure. Many storms and tough, tough year on the trail this year. He will be making his way back to the warm dry desert shortly.
Here is my Dixie Lite race report: I rode 172 miles, 1 day 13 hours and 32 minutes, smiled almost the whole way, took 99 photos, ate a burger each day and had a splendiferous time out in the Southern Utah jungle.
After much tweaking my set up is ready to go for Dixie Lite . Most recent changes were switching out to a 75mm (shorter) stem and moving a little weight from the seat bag to the front end. When I was descending fast the seat bag was wagging and making my whole bike shimmy - exciting!! It doesn't do this now with less weight on the rear and more up front.
Specialized Captain up front
I put on my mountain feed bag for a water bottle placement. I have water only in my bladders and wanted a place to put sports drink mixes. When I want to lighten up my front end for hike-a-bikes and deadfall huckin' it's easy to transfer the bottle to my pack.
I'll have a gps and a light on my bars for the race.
Dave Nice unfortunately can't make the race :-( BUT I have been given his Spot to use...so I'll have to find a place, maybe on my bars for the Spot unit too. I've made it into the DotSpot club ;-) or is that the SpotDot club...