Sunday, July 08, 2007

booze, pimps, pump tracks and red lights

well, since the last time i've:

- gotten the x ray - no clean breaks.
- had some chiro get all gumby on my ribcage - to no avail.
- ridden from royal oak to st johns for a nice 110 miler - after a late night of deviances. ouch.
- pimp'd out the 140 with alex and co. - awesome ride!

wow, talk about a killer week. the ro -> sj route and the poto <-> ilake <-> plake tour were both dnf's from previous years. attempted, but not completed. crossing those two off my list, along with all the sections of the kokopelli, and this is looking to be a very redeeming year.

unfortunately, that week came a week before the boyne marathon... here's the recap:

boyne is without question, from my limited view, the best venue in the state. awesome climbs, swoopy flowing singletrack, bombing downhills and sand pits. :) the swoopy singletrack is so cool to pump through, you can do quite a few long sections w/o having to pedal at all, just pump the little dips and turns and rail through the bermed sections.

race started out seemingly as usual with the 'xc' group breaking off from the 'enduro' group right at the start. i stuck with the xc guys and we were running a four man 'break', just scooting right along.

pumping through the section just before the long planked bridge, i notice my rear shock is bottoming out. wow. now i'm low riding this chopper with a super low bottom bracket. the livliness of the bike was totally gone and with the new geometry and bottoming out shock i couldn't keep up. by the time i was in the last part of the singletrack climb at the top of the ski hill, the enduro group cleaned me and i was off the back of the whole class.

it took me a bit to finish the first lap since i couldn't keep my momentum- ended up grunting up a few sections and going slow down the hills. a quick pit to my car to pump up my shock and i was off again.

on the second loop, by the time i made it to the 'climb time' section, my shock was once again flat. luckily, i put the shock pump in my camelbak and pulled off the trail just in time for the 50+ guys to roll by. hmm...

after that fill, my shock remained inflated for the rest of the race but i was so far back and so frazzled at that point it became just a race for survival and finish.

laps three and four were a repeating occurrence of hot climbing and cool downhilling with a nice amount of come and go cramping, probably from the fatigue of too many miles without enough rest. same old, same old.

so i took the red light position and came in last. tough breaks for sure but it's better than a dnf.