This week has been a real roller coaster ride. It started with me getting sick right after FL. So it wasn't until Friday that I decided to race. I forgot to get pre-registered again so I paid another 8 bucks bummer, maybe next time I'll remember.
The course was in Macon Georgia which was really nice for a change since I didn't have to drive 3 plus hours back home. In fact we got home at like 4 o'clock which was pretty sweet because I could finally get me home work done on time.
Da race: Tash and I got there pretty early (2 hours before the start) and they had just started putting up the banners and everything. We drove around a bit while I showed her the finishing climb and the lake, bathrooms, etc. It was freaking freezing too. Probably about 40 degrees. Not much but not what I've been used to. So it was kinda funny because nobody wanted to get out and warm up they just wanted to race and get the heck outta there. My "warm up" consisted of sprinting up every hill I could to get really warm.
This race is part of the Georgia series and it's not as competitive as the SERC which is the whole south east. But still, there were some pretty fast people there: Woodall, Johnston, Luke (sorry I can't spell your last name Luke), Vertle, Cummings. To make matters worse the race started with a climb straight up the side of a hill, super steep-not something you want when the legs are cold.
Got a bad start but made up some time on the climb, first lap looked good I was sitting in fourth position behind Luke, Ryan, and Andy. About a quarter way around the first lap Woodall started going off the front and Andy went with him. I tired to bridge across and I almost made it when I wiped out on a descent. I still don't know how I did it either, it was a really smooth part of the trail. I guess I kinda rode off the side of the trail and lost the front wheel.
Well it really, really hurt and I had to stop for a second at the side of the trail, usually when I wreck I sit of the ground and do a quick assessment of all the organs and such before I jump back up but, the only thing going through my head was: "Gotta get back up to the front, gotta get back up there." The way you can tell if your doing good in these races is when your able to make the front group for a least half the race and still be around in the finale. So far I've been getting closer and closer to staying at the front.
So, after a supa fast body check I hopped back on the bike and took off. The nice thing was that my leg and rib actually stopped hurting about 5 minuets later, good. It took me two laps to do it but I was able to catch up to Mike on the start of the third lap. By this time Andy and Woodall had taken off. Mike and I rode together for the rest of the race until he dropped me on the last lap. But I had my coke and gels so I was happy riding by my self for a bit. Then I noticed Luke sneaking up on me again-full gas till the finish.
Ended up 4th over all, which isn't bad but this doesnt compare to a SERC race. The GSC races are nice because you can catch up with all the people who don't drive 8 hours to FL for a SERC. Most of these people I knew while I was growing up so it's good to hang out again.
So, Tash left for Tuscon today and I think she's in Little Rock right now so I hope she's having fun. This week end I'm hitting the SERC at Columbia Tennessee and after that it's a week until the opening NORBA in AZ.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
SERC Reddick
OK, I'm back. Sorry it took a while, been sick and the dsl has been down. Before I get started I need to give some background. Last year I was riding my old Kona Nunu for the race because the team machines hadn't come in yet. Half way around the course I clipped a rock and ripped my whole derailleur off the frame. Luckily Andy had his old bike too so I could race that.
This year was no better, I was almost all the way around the course and my freaking crank fell off. I had to hoof it back to the car and get the tool to fix it-bad news I stripped the bolt that hold the whole thing on. Once again Andy came to the rescue, I nabbed the crank off Dustin's bike (more on that later). The legs felt good, Tasha was a little worried about this hill at the start. It was a steep 100 meter long, off camber, slippery drit climb about a half mile away from the start. I told her to run it to save time. No such luck for me, I was racing pro the next day and if you can't make it up the hill then you're going to be fed to the ravenous spectators ( in other words you'd be dropped). So FSA and all that.
Had a good meal that night at Panera and did some shopping at Publix. I was going to try the Coke trick which is taking a bottle of flat coke at the end of the race-you get enough caffeine and sugar to turbo it to the finish.
Race day started with Andy waking me up so he can have somebody to talk to-thanks Andy. Got registered, watched some of the Beginners and made fun of this kid who had his dad write his number on his calf-backwards. It was a little cool at the start so I warmed up with some arm warmers and an undershirt. The legs felt good, not great so I was a little hesitant about how my tactics would play out. It was nice being the first group to start, you just roll up and your off, no waiting around.
Got a good start, third into the woods made it up the hill the first time and I was on Andy's wheel-everything going good. Travis Livermon made it up to the very front and set the pace for the first lap. It wasn't very fast though, so I felt really good. Earl then went up the front on lap 2 and started to push the pace. He attacked Andy and got about a 10 second gap Andy was about 5 seconds ahead of us-the lead group of four: Me, Tinker, Robert, and Woodall.
Now I was in good position because Andy was ahead of me and I was blocking for him in my group. But just before the climb I hear this really soft, almost girlish voice: "On your left".
BAMM!! There goes the, what: 5 time 24 Hour National Champion, multiple World Cup winner, and has probably been RACING twice as long as I've been alive. What am I gonna do? I have to protect my team leader but I'm racing Tinker dude! Anyway, I had to get on his wheel and I tell you what, man, he was bookin. We were hauling up that climb. I stayed on his wheel for the next couple of miles until I got caught on a tree, letting Robert and Woodall go by. Just as I was trying to get caught on to those two I flatted. It was a slow fix too, probably about 2.5 minuets. Anyway I shot me back to 11th place. The worst thing about the flat was that it dropped me off in the middle of no where-there was no body coming past that I could hook up with and get a ride up the front. There was no way I could get motivated either. Bummer.
So to make a long story short, I cruised in 10th out of 16. An OK result. I was a little disappointed about flatting, but it happened just as the legs were starting to hurt. On to Dustin's bike. Dustin Broadaway is a new guy on the team. He is a Beignner racer out of Macon. We had ordered his bike with SRAM components but it came with full 2007 XTR. He only paid for SRAM so we had to swap out all the XTR stuff. In the end I got some brand new XTR brakes and a rear derailleur. Bad A dude.
So I've got to run down to the bike shop to fix both bikes up for the coming weeks (Tasha will take my FS out to AZ while I race the hardtail at Columbia). Sunday I think I'll hit the GSC race in Macon and depending on who comes out I'll be favored to win the whole shebang.
Peace
TC
This year was no better, I was almost all the way around the course and my freaking crank fell off. I had to hoof it back to the car and get the tool to fix it-bad news I stripped the bolt that hold the whole thing on. Once again Andy came to the rescue, I nabbed the crank off Dustin's bike (more on that later). The legs felt good, Tasha was a little worried about this hill at the start. It was a steep 100 meter long, off camber, slippery drit climb about a half mile away from the start. I told her to run it to save time. No such luck for me, I was racing pro the next day and if you can't make it up the hill then you're going to be fed to the ravenous spectators ( in other words you'd be dropped). So FSA and all that.
Had a good meal that night at Panera and did some shopping at Publix. I was going to try the Coke trick which is taking a bottle of flat coke at the end of the race-you get enough caffeine and sugar to turbo it to the finish.
Race day started with Andy waking me up so he can have somebody to talk to-thanks Andy. Got registered, watched some of the Beginners and made fun of this kid who had his dad write his number on his calf-backwards. It was a little cool at the start so I warmed up with some arm warmers and an undershirt. The legs felt good, not great so I was a little hesitant about how my tactics would play out. It was nice being the first group to start, you just roll up and your off, no waiting around.
Got a good start, third into the woods made it up the hill the first time and I was on Andy's wheel-everything going good. Travis Livermon made it up to the very front and set the pace for the first lap. It wasn't very fast though, so I felt really good. Earl then went up the front on lap 2 and started to push the pace. He attacked Andy and got about a 10 second gap Andy was about 5 seconds ahead of us-the lead group of four: Me, Tinker, Robert, and Woodall.
Now I was in good position because Andy was ahead of me and I was blocking for him in my group. But just before the climb I hear this really soft, almost girlish voice: "On your left".
BAMM!! There goes the, what: 5 time 24 Hour National Champion, multiple World Cup winner, and has probably been RACING twice as long as I've been alive. What am I gonna do? I have to protect my team leader but I'm racing Tinker dude! Anyway, I had to get on his wheel and I tell you what, man, he was bookin. We were hauling up that climb. I stayed on his wheel for the next couple of miles until I got caught on a tree, letting Robert and Woodall go by. Just as I was trying to get caught on to those two I flatted. It was a slow fix too, probably about 2.5 minuets. Anyway I shot me back to 11th place. The worst thing about the flat was that it dropped me off in the middle of no where-there was no body coming past that I could hook up with and get a ride up the front. There was no way I could get motivated either. Bummer.
So to make a long story short, I cruised in 10th out of 16. An OK result. I was a little disappointed about flatting, but it happened just as the legs were starting to hurt. On to Dustin's bike. Dustin Broadaway is a new guy on the team. He is a Beignner racer out of Macon. We had ordered his bike with SRAM components but it came with full 2007 XTR. He only paid for SRAM so we had to swap out all the XTR stuff. In the end I got some brand new XTR brakes and a rear derailleur. Bad A dude.
So I've got to run down to the bike shop to fix both bikes up for the coming weeks (Tasha will take my FS out to AZ while I race the hardtail at Columbia). Sunday I think I'll hit the GSC race in Macon and depending on who comes out I'll be favored to win the whole shebang.
Peace
TC
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Greenville Training Races
Finally I got the first race of the year out of the way. It was sweet, I was cruising the net last week end while I was sick and noticed a Training Race in Greenville, SC. Why not? The first race is hard not only because it's the first real effort of the year, but you have to make sure you have everything ready before hand, in order to prevent mishaps from occurring. I got everything ready on Tuesday before the race, but I still found out that I had printed off the wrong directions. Luckily my sister saved me by printing off all the directions.
Anyway on to the races, that's the good part. They were about 5 miles off the I-85 just after the Greenville exit. The course was at this huge air force base. Tash went off at 9:00 and I raced at 11:00 so I helped her get ready and all that good stuff. Actually I helped this other dude too because he got there late and I pinned his number on. The rest of time I just sat around trying not to expend too much energy. I was thinking, this is a road race, so they're going to start slow and just cruse for the first couple laps right? So I didn't really warm up, it was about 55 degrees so I wasn't too cold. Roll up to the start and get the whole spiel about: "be nice, stay inside the course, show your number, etc." Oh yeah, this was supposed to be slow right? Wrong, it was freaking balls to the wall for the whole race.
I hadn't pre-rode the course so I had no idea what was coming up, nothing too bad though, just a long but gradual climb a little down hill of about 1.5 miles and then a climb of about a half mile, flat and then gradual down hill almost for a about a k and then another k to the end. Not my type of course, but it wasn't bad. When I get to a race course I don't think how bad it is or whatever but how I can use my strengths to win. Nothing much happened expect it was attacking the whole time, I got in a break mid-way through the race but we were caught about a lap later. In the end I kind of ran out of water and needed some more sugar and energy for the finish sprint.
The next day went better, we got there a little earlier and it was freezing, probably like 40 or so. Cold enough for me anyway. Tasha went off at the same time and her race went really good, she got like 10th or 11th in a field sprint. Next came mine, I figured I spent a little too much energy in the break yesterday so I decided to sit at the back and conserve. Everything went like it was supposed to, lap three I started to move up to the front. At the top of the climb on lap four I decided to put in a little dig to see if anyone would go with me. When I moved off the front nobody went with me. I stayed out for a half mile and still nobody came a cross, but I was opening a gap. So I was like, "Let's commit." Just put my head down and opened a 30 second gap. The whole time I was just looking at my power meter trying to keep it above 300 watts. The crappy thing was that I got caught about a mile from the finish and then everybody blew by in the sprint so I rode in after that. Got like 35th, I think. I don't really care anyway, it was more important to get the training miles in.
Anyway, next week is the SERC race in Reddick, FL. I felt really good during the time I was out in front so I think I'll be in pretty good shape. It's a really, really fast course in Reddick but really fun at the same time. I'll be racing the Pro/Semi-Pro class too, so that will probably work me over a bit. We also have to drive back that night too, because I have to go to school the next day. I'm soo tired of school and it's just going to get worse.
Thanks for reading and keep the rubber side down,
TC
Anyway on to the races, that's the good part. They were about 5 miles off the I-85 just after the Greenville exit. The course was at this huge air force base. Tash went off at 9:00 and I raced at 11:00 so I helped her get ready and all that good stuff. Actually I helped this other dude too because he got there late and I pinned his number on. The rest of time I just sat around trying not to expend too much energy. I was thinking, this is a road race, so they're going to start slow and just cruse for the first couple laps right? So I didn't really warm up, it was about 55 degrees so I wasn't too cold. Roll up to the start and get the whole spiel about: "be nice, stay inside the course, show your number, etc." Oh yeah, this was supposed to be slow right? Wrong, it was freaking balls to the wall for the whole race.
I hadn't pre-rode the course so I had no idea what was coming up, nothing too bad though, just a long but gradual climb a little down hill of about 1.5 miles and then a climb of about a half mile, flat and then gradual down hill almost for a about a k and then another k to the end. Not my type of course, but it wasn't bad. When I get to a race course I don't think how bad it is or whatever but how I can use my strengths to win. Nothing much happened expect it was attacking the whole time, I got in a break mid-way through the race but we were caught about a lap later. In the end I kind of ran out of water and needed some more sugar and energy for the finish sprint.
The next day went better, we got there a little earlier and it was freezing, probably like 40 or so. Cold enough for me anyway. Tasha went off at the same time and her race went really good, she got like 10th or 11th in a field sprint. Next came mine, I figured I spent a little too much energy in the break yesterday so I decided to sit at the back and conserve. Everything went like it was supposed to, lap three I started to move up to the front. At the top of the climb on lap four I decided to put in a little dig to see if anyone would go with me. When I moved off the front nobody went with me. I stayed out for a half mile and still nobody came a cross, but I was opening a gap. So I was like, "Let's commit." Just put my head down and opened a 30 second gap. The whole time I was just looking at my power meter trying to keep it above 300 watts. The crappy thing was that I got caught about a mile from the finish and then everybody blew by in the sprint so I rode in after that. Got like 35th, I think. I don't really care anyway, it was more important to get the training miles in.
Anyway, next week is the SERC race in Reddick, FL. I felt really good during the time I was out in front so I think I'll be in pretty good shape. It's a really, really fast course in Reddick but really fun at the same time. I'll be racing the Pro/Semi-Pro class too, so that will probably work me over a bit. We also have to drive back that night too, because I have to go to school the next day. I'm soo tired of school and it's just going to get worse.
Thanks for reading and keep the rubber side down,
TC
Sunday, July 2, 2006
Update
Alright, sorry it been so long since my last report because in the last 4 weeks I have been at my house three days. The rest of the time I've been on the road first going to Sugar Mountain in NC and Mount Snow VT. After I came back I spent three days at home and it was off to a mid-season training camp in Brevard NC. It's not over yet, as I fly to Utah Friday do the race on Saturday and fly back Sunday. I've got to upload some stuff on Training Peaks before I forget so I'll write more when I have time.
Well, I guess I can tell a little bit, Sugar didn't go to well as I got 7th and felt like crap because I was hoping I would get top three at least.
Mount Snow went really well as I started a little slower and ramped it up at the end to almost catch the leader (who finished 30sec ahead of me) and finish 2nd. All I have to do now is get another good result (top three) and I'm on the worlds team. Sweet.
Last week was really cool because Mike and I went up to do some training and help out with a NORBA Junior camp.It was really cool watching the kids develop over the week. Some riders were so sketchy at the start of the week I could hardly ride behind them but at the end of the week some of the kids where hanging though with Mike and I.
Anyway I've got to do some stuff.Later, TC
Well, I guess I can tell a little bit, Sugar didn't go to well as I got 7th and felt like crap because I was hoping I would get top three at least.
Mount Snow went really well as I started a little slower and ramped it up at the end to almost catch the leader (who finished 30sec ahead of me) and finish 2nd. All I have to do now is get another good result (top three) and I'm on the worlds team. Sweet.
Last week was really cool because Mike and I went up to do some training and help out with a NORBA Junior camp.It was really cool watching the kids develop over the week. Some riders were so sketchy at the start of the week I could hardly ride behind them but at the end of the week some of the kids where hanging though with Mike and I.
Anyway I've got to do some stuff.Later, TC
Friday, June 2, 2006
TNTts Chicopee
Thursday night I did the TNTts at Chicopee. I warmed up a little (about 10 min) and decided to use the first lap as a warm up/pre ride. I didn't have a good start as I missed my pedal but felt good the whole way round. As I came across the finish they yelled out my time but I didn't hear, my watch said 11:56. The second lap was too good when I flatted a quarter mile in, I had to run back to the car and fix it. By the time I got back to the start they were closed. So I was kinda pissed that I only got one lap. But I found out later that I was the fastest lap of the night and no else broke 12 minutes. I also found out that the course record is something like 11:30. That is totally breakable by me because I had no freaking idea where I was going. The last time I rode that trail was three years ago.
SERC Fontana XC
So, the morning of the cross country was OK, had a good sleep and ate some good spaghetti (carbs) and yogurt (protein) the night before. We drove over to the site and I started to warm up when Dad went for a run, I really wanted to have the heart going good as we had to go straight up that massive hill. After a pretty long warm up (45min) I rolled over to the start. Mike was racing Pro so, it was my job to win the Senior Expert. Also at the start, I told Bennet that he was going to win today.
We started and I got clipped in and everything except every one lined up behind me on the hill. I decided to pull some road tactics on 'em. I flicked back and forth across the rode trying to get some one to pull. One guy attacked and I followed with one guy behind me. At the top every one was pretty much hanging on, then I attacked to get to the single track first. Once in the woods, I just put my head down and got into a rhythm. On the second lap I though I had a flat but, it was just my head. Coming around for the last time, I yelled at Dad what my time gap was, and he said: "Like 5 or 7 minuets" I was like: "Hot Damn!" I pretty much rolled into the finish after that, taking no risks and such. Even at the finish, I was still in front by six minuets.
What made the day better was Chad Edwards, a really cool guy that I met from the bike shop, got 3 in his race. Way to go dude!! He was only a minuet behind me at the TNTts and the fourth best time. Michael Bowen won another race in the Beginner Class, good job to him!
What made this week end suckfull was that Mike was kinda fried and got 5th in the Pro race. Don't worry Mike, even when you are feeling crappy you can still kick my ass in a major way. People, watch for this guy next week end at Sugar it's going to be 2 for 2 for Mike.
Peace out
TC
Oh and by the way, Charlie won his race too.
We started and I got clipped in and everything except every one lined up behind me on the hill. I decided to pull some road tactics on 'em. I flicked back and forth across the rode trying to get some one to pull. One guy attacked and I followed with one guy behind me. At the top every one was pretty much hanging on, then I attacked to get to the single track first. Once in the woods, I just put my head down and got into a rhythm. On the second lap I though I had a flat but, it was just my head. Coming around for the last time, I yelled at Dad what my time gap was, and he said: "Like 5 or 7 minuets" I was like: "Hot Damn!" I pretty much rolled into the finish after that, taking no risks and such. Even at the finish, I was still in front by six minuets.
What made the day better was Chad Edwards, a really cool guy that I met from the bike shop, got 3 in his race. Way to go dude!! He was only a minuet behind me at the TNTts and the fourth best time. Michael Bowen won another race in the Beginner Class, good job to him!
What made this week end suckfull was that Mike was kinda fried and got 5th in the Pro race. Don't worry Mike, even when you are feeling crappy you can still kick my ass in a major way. People, watch for this guy next week end at Sugar it's going to be 2 for 2 for Mike.
Peace out
TC
Oh and by the way, Charlie won his race too.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
SERC Fontana Pre Ride and Short Track
Whew, its been a long time since my last one. Anyway, this last week end was SERC #6 at Fontana, NC. Brute of a course, the whole time you are either going up hill or down, hardly any flat. It's really technical too.
Dad and I drove up Saturday afternoon. We got there and found that the campsite that we were going to stay at was full. We would have to find another place, I really wanted to go ride so we drove over to the loge and started unpacking the bikes. As I took off to do a practice lap I made sure that I had all of my tools, so many times this I have gone off to ride and gotten stuck on the trail.
During the pre ride, I wasn't feeling very good and it seemed like I was totally anaerobic the whole time I was out there. One section on the course was a difficult climb with several switch backs. As I rode up during the pre ride, I slipped and fell off, there was this kid watching me so I couldn't just walk it up the hill. So, I rode all the way to the bottom and rode it again.
Saturday night, was the short track race. I had never done one before so I was in for a treat. I rode and course several times to get use to the corners and the one short climb. The course was around the ball fields (if you have ever been there) started at the bottom and went around the feild to a climb to the top and back down again. The corners were super sweet, grassy but they griped well so, you could lean right into them. We were the last to go and I forgot that the corners were a little chewed up from the perivous races. So, after I grabbed hole shot, I plowed straight into the ground on corner number two.
After I picked my self up I was able to make it back up to the front of the race where I found that the leader (Ryan Woodall) was about to lap the hole group.
I'll finish it later, I've got to go ride.
OK, I'm back, Ryan Woodall was about to lap the group and I was like forget wining. So I backed off a lot trying to save my legs for Sunday. Dustin Greer came up behind me and I pretty much sat back and I was like I'm going my speed, you just hang out as long as you want. I didn't have a watch so I had no idea how much longer we had to go. So one time up the hill the people screamed out "Last lap, last lap!!" Coming around to the hill the next time Greer put in a big attack and I countered because I thought it was the end. That time up the hill the spectators yelled "Two to go, two to go!!!" I was like crap, I'm totally fried from sprinting with Greer, luckily he was gassed too so I was able to hold on for third.
In the end, I had a ton of fun and I will totally do some more STXCs.
Dad and I drove up Saturday afternoon. We got there and found that the campsite that we were going to stay at was full. We would have to find another place, I really wanted to go ride so we drove over to the loge and started unpacking the bikes. As I took off to do a practice lap I made sure that I had all of my tools, so many times this I have gone off to ride and gotten stuck on the trail.
During the pre ride, I wasn't feeling very good and it seemed like I was totally anaerobic the whole time I was out there. One section on the course was a difficult climb with several switch backs. As I rode up during the pre ride, I slipped and fell off, there was this kid watching me so I couldn't just walk it up the hill. So, I rode all the way to the bottom and rode it again.
Saturday night, was the short track race. I had never done one before so I was in for a treat. I rode and course several times to get use to the corners and the one short climb. The course was around the ball fields (if you have ever been there) started at the bottom and went around the feild to a climb to the top and back down again. The corners were super sweet, grassy but they griped well so, you could lean right into them. We were the last to go and I forgot that the corners were a little chewed up from the perivous races. So, after I grabbed hole shot, I plowed straight into the ground on corner number two.
After I picked my self up I was able to make it back up to the front of the race where I found that the leader (Ryan Woodall) was about to lap the hole group.
I'll finish it later, I've got to go ride.
OK, I'm back, Ryan Woodall was about to lap the group and I was like forget wining. So I backed off a lot trying to save my legs for Sunday. Dustin Greer came up behind me and I pretty much sat back and I was like I'm going my speed, you just hang out as long as you want. I didn't have a watch so I had no idea how much longer we had to go. So one time up the hill the people screamed out "Last lap, last lap!!" Coming around to the hill the next time Greer put in a big attack and I countered because I thought it was the end. That time up the hill the spectators yelled "Two to go, two to go!!!" I was like crap, I'm totally fried from sprinting with Greer, luckily he was gassed too so I was able to hold on for third.
In the end, I had a ton of fun and I will totally do some more STXCs.
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