Holly Hell its Hot

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