For all of you who decided to not show up at MWFTS race yesterday you all missed out on some amazing trails. Mark did a fantastic job preping this coarse and the Re routes were just as sick as the traditional face melting single track that is St.Joes.
The Heat was a killer and as soon as I stepped out of I was sweating. A sign of what was to come over the next 3 and a half hours. I lined up Near Seagal Soldier Jack Tagart (Jiim Valentine) and got set for the marathon start. I had no idea how awesome the trails would be. The pinicle of single track: fast, flowy, grinding climbs, long decents, hard corners to drift the rear wheel around nothing short of perfect.
As we wet into the woods I hoped in behind Eric Schuck, Pfood, and Tagart. I yo-yoed behind Schuck as we snaked though the woods. I finally reeled him in just before he passed Pfood We both caught Tagart who let us around. Pfood and I trade places though the first lap and into the second before I was able to pull away but at a severe price. I had drained my camble back and now only had about 3 bottles left as i cam in from lap two I ditched the pack, Grabbed a fresh bottle, and stuffed a power bar into my face which had melted all over my jersey. The third lap found me churning along I caught two other riders one of which ended up getting away from me on lap four. As I neared the end of the lap I was out of water and getting goose bumps. I grabbed another bottle this one with rocket fuel in it and headed out for lap four at the 2:52 mark of the race. More of the same followed as I was being to lose focus and was getting pretty sloppy. Dwayne passed lapped me close to the finish line still looking fresh. I kept my head down though and made it across the line at 3:39:30 earning a 6th place finish out of 14 starters. I am pretty happy with that and look forward to getting back out on the Bi G Unit. Pe@ce
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
keep on keepin' on
My miles are slowly but surely racking up. I now have about as many and everyone had at the end of the first week in January. I seem to have broken that rev limitor that has keep the legs from crushing hills and flowing at a even cadence. The power is returning. I have a little over a 100 miles in the last week. So write home and tell your family that the Robortion is coming.
PS- as of right now i don't have access to a digital camera so no Pics of the easter bike will take a little time to put up.
PS- as of right now i don't have access to a digital camera so no Pics of the easter bike will take a little time to put up.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
I'm back...sorf of
It has been a long time since my scrot graced the seat of a mountain bike. So last week when I finally got my Big Unit Built up and running I was stoked to relearn how to ride a single speed again. Not as easy as I remember from the days of 160lb-riding-everyday-Robort. So I did what would make sense to anyone who hates themselves and signed up with thoughts of sugar plums dancing in my head.
Race Day. I haven't had one of these since the BT epic in October of 2008. After dealing with the butterflies and warming up I lined up in the back of the marathon class near the Doctor awaiting the start of our 3 hour race. We couldn't have asked for a better morning: overcast and raining. The start was pretty normal everyone trying to gain position and on top of the fact that it was muddy made it all the more interesting. I entered the into the woods behind The Doctor, Pfoodman, and some other dude wearing a day glow yellow jersey. I was feeling pretty good despite sliding around everyone corner but so was everyone else. I passed yellow jersey dood and was following Pfood when I slid sideways on a climb and ran into a tree enough to stop me and get my ass passed by 4 riders. The race didn't get much better. The second lap saw the end of the rain but the trail was still very slick and was draining the legs with zero traction on climbs, and well climbs. My first two laps took me 1hr and 4 min I was on pace to complete my goal of 6 laps. On my second lap I passed Dwayne who was having flat trouble and gave him a tube unfortunately this didn't help him out much and I saw him again and again as he walked the trail back giving us all encouragement because he is pro as hell. Lap three sucked just because it was lap three. I finished and set out for lap four they were starting to blend together and the only other riders I was seeing where the Experts, who Rocketed past me on a climb, and some straggling sport riders. Four laps in the books and wondering if I would be able to get the fifth in with enough time to get in a sixth. I grabbed a bottle of Cytomax and that was a huge booster. The legs where coming back around to the point that I saw The Doctor at teh top of a climb talking to Dwayne. He saw me as well and dropped the hammer leaving me with a "Suck It Robort". As I headed toward the line I was almost sure it was after the 3 hour cut off so I passed by my cooler with out picking up any more water. I was then informed that it had only been 2 hrs and 49 min since the start and I headed back out to destroy my sixth lap and complete my goal. I realized after about 5 min that I didn't have any water left. this made the last 4.5 miles very fun. So there you have it the First race is in the books St. Joe'S is next I might do single speed class not sure all I know is that I am back.
Race Day. I haven't had one of these since the BT epic in October of 2008. After dealing with the butterflies and warming up I lined up in the back of the marathon class near the Doctor awaiting the start of our 3 hour race. We couldn't have asked for a better morning: overcast and raining. The start was pretty normal everyone trying to gain position and on top of the fact that it was muddy made it all the more interesting. I entered the into the woods behind The Doctor, Pfoodman, and some other dude wearing a day glow yellow jersey. I was feeling pretty good despite sliding around everyone corner but so was everyone else. I passed yellow jersey dood and was following Pfood when I slid sideways on a climb and ran into a tree enough to stop me and get my ass passed by 4 riders. The race didn't get much better. The second lap saw the end of the rain but the trail was still very slick and was draining the legs with zero traction on climbs, and well climbs. My first two laps took me 1hr and 4 min I was on pace to complete my goal of 6 laps. On my second lap I passed Dwayne who was having flat trouble and gave him a tube unfortunately this didn't help him out much and I saw him again and again as he walked the trail back giving us all encouragement because he is pro as hell. Lap three sucked just because it was lap three. I finished and set out for lap four they were starting to blend together and the only other riders I was seeing where the Experts, who Rocketed past me on a climb, and some straggling sport riders. Four laps in the books and wondering if I would be able to get the fifth in with enough time to get in a sixth. I grabbed a bottle of Cytomax and that was a huge booster. The legs where coming back around to the point that I saw The Doctor at teh top of a climb talking to Dwayne. He saw me as well and dropped the hammer leaving me with a "Suck It Robort". As I headed toward the line I was almost sure it was after the 3 hour cut off so I passed by my cooler with out picking up any more water. I was then informed that it had only been 2 hrs and 49 min since the start and I headed back out to destroy my sixth lap and complete my goal. I realized after about 5 min that I didn't have any water left. this made the last 4.5 miles very fun. So there you have it the First race is in the books St. Joe'S is next I might do single speed class not sure all I know is that I am back.
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