It didn’t take long to register, and Lunchbox helped me get our pit area setup.
In most endurance races, I like to have a seat after each lap in order to “pace myself.” I would learn later on that I didn’t need my fancy Maxxis chair this time.
We lined up for the start, and I didn’t even feel like I was in a race. There were only four of us on single speeds, with everyone else running a full compliment of gears. Running a 32X17, I felt like I had brought a knife to a gunfight.
Like a dumbass, I lined up towards the front with the MadSS and Chris W (from Total Cyclist MTB.) When we took off, I spun my ass off to keep up with the lead group.
Photo cred: Stolen from the Facebook page
A couple of guys took off way ahead on the super flat trail, and I did my best to keep up. A few people here and there passed me because I thought I couldn’t spin any harder, but instead of slowing down I cranked it up even more. The trail came out on a short road section, and I passed three or four people. I planned to go out in a blaze of glory…all in the name of fun.
The trail was really flat, but I settled in and enjoyed it. There were a few slight ups and downs, but for the most part I was pedaling the whole time. There weren’t many opportunities to coast at all. Could I keep up this horrible pace for six hours? I didn’t give a shit. I was having fun.
Lap one ended, and I was still somewhere near the front of the group. My trusty cameraman/sidekick/son was there waiting to capture the action
I didn’t really get tired at all, and the only time I was breathing hard was at the very beginning. I stopped real quick after that first lap to grab my iPod and remove my GoPro from my helmet (video to follow at a later date), and I headed back out for lap number two.
I was feeling great, and I couldn’t believe I was “racing.” I drove down to the Lowcountry to have a fun time, and I certainly was so far. Towards the end of the lap though, my chain popped off. I got in back on in a hurry, and realized that my EBB was loose (from my failure to properly tighten it when I changed the cog a few days before.) I got back to the start/finish line without another issue at least.
I had forgotten my Tülbag back in the truck, so when I got back I made sure to grab it. I took a few minutes to make sure my chain tension was good and the EBB was tight this time, and headed back out. I didn’t need a break at all, so I was a little upset that I had to stop. Lap three went off without a hitch, and I didn’t loose ground to anyone…not even a geared rider. I was still feeling good, but I realized that I hadn’t been drinking anything. With the course being so flat, it’s not like I didn’t have a chance to grab my bottle. If thought that if I was gonna last the whole six hours, I had better get to drinking. My legs felt fine, but I knew for sure I would have problems later. This lap went by pretty quick I guess, and in no time I was coming back up to the start.
Lap four is when things got really interesting. Since I’ve blabbed too much today, I’ll save the rest for tomorrow. I mean, it was an endurance race, so this should be an endurance blog post.
See y’all tomorrow.