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!
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.
My race blow-by-blow:
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.