Rumble in the Jungle

The setup.

Pre-race meditation in the hammock.

Apple-cinnamon Hammer Gel compliments of Tara.

I saw the photographers all set up on this burm, so I railed it!

Smiling despite the suffering.

Coog had the low angle shot at this log ride, just before the finish line. I saw him and gave it everything I had to air over it. It would either be a great pic or a great crash. I cleared it and then some!

Jungle Habitat, one of my favorite parks, was host to H2H Race #8 and the 2010 NJ State Championship. It's a very technical course that can really keep those who have strong aerobic engines in low gear and rewards those who have the best bike handling ability. That was my only advantage in the Cat 1 30-39 field, who are arguably the fastest in the series.

Once again, it was my goal to not come in last and once again I succeeded. It's also a bonus when you don't crash, and I always hope to never do that. It was a crash-free race, thankfully, and despite the fact that rock gardens and technical sections were being taken at race pace, my bike suffered no mechanical issues.

My carrot for the day was my friend Lucky, who rides for Cycle Craft and has been doing consistently better than me in the last few races. I knew we were closely matched and it was shaping up to be a showdown. From the start, we watched the lead group pull ahead and we didn't go after them, rather just settled into our own pace. Lucky led most of lap one and I stayed right on his wheel, until a mistake on the first techy descent allowed me to get by. I kept ahead of him for the rest of the race. My gap on him diminished on every climb as he reeled me back in, only for me to regain the distance on the descents. It's a funny thing. When you're leading, you want to go fast enough to keep your opponent behind you, but not so fast that you lose control. When you're chasing, you want to go faster than, but not so fast that you make mistakes and lose the ground you worked so hard for.

I was able to hold him off as well as four other guys to get 12th, my best Cat 1 finish. I am very pleased with how well I rode and how I didn't bonk. There was the necessary power right til the end to power up climbs and to showboat for the photographers. It's always a good time before, during, and after the race, seeing all my good friends as we cheer each other on and share our experiences. The best part was on lap 2 when my coach, Ken, was standing amidst the numerous switchbacks on the climb up Animal Chute near the end of the lap. I heard him cheering for me all the way up the hill as I was murdering bitches in the face. I don't even remember what he was saying, but it helped so much.

So there's one more H2H race left, the Leafblower at Ringwood on Oct. 3. It's another one of my favorite parks and it's another challenging race course. After this, my focus will be solely on cyclocross for the rest of the year. I'm kind of sad to hang up the xc bike for a while, but cross is ridiculously fun and it will be xc time again before I know it.

In a quick little side story, one of my friends and racing buddies, Ryan Heerschap, had me build him a super light racing wheelset and he debuted them at this race. He rode them to a 2nd place finish, 2nd in the NJ State Championships, and locked himself into 1st overall in the H2H series. It was so rewarding to play even a small role in an athlete's achievements. As an aspiring race mechanic, it's exactly this feeling that I hope to share with all of the racers who I will be assisting in my future.

Nice job, Ryan.

Gentlemen, start your engines!

Checking in... and checking out that cute girl with the cast!

Lap 1 and eating dust

"Don't hit the brakes, don't stop pedaling."

I love this picture. It was a quick downhill into a sweeping left and I hit this at full speed. I passed this guy like he was going backwards. He's looking over at me and I have a huge smile on my face.

This is the number of days out of the year that I kick ass.

I climbed a tree for a better view of the Elite Master Men's race and I tore my arm up on my return to Earth.

The 2010 'cross season is underway with the first race of the year in the books. Saturday was the Nittany Lion CX near Trexlertown, PA, home of the Valley Preferred Cycling Center and super awesome velodrome.

It wasn't a surprise that it was pretty hot on Saturday since it's still early September, but add to it the fact that we haven't had any significant rainfall in weeks and you have some pretty non-cyclocross-like conditions. The grass was burnt yellow, the dirt was a sandy light brown, and the ground as hard as concrete. The course had no real elevation and was lacking the usual, too steep to ride, run-up that is characteristic of a cyclocross circuit. The conditions made for an insanely fast, and dusty, race where there wasn't any real area where one could rest. Just an all out sprint.

I did well at a race like this last season at Hidden Valley, but was my engine as strong this year as it was last year? The name of the game was to not give my opponents any extra room. This meant pedal strokes. Any time I wasn't pedaling and my competition was, I was losing ground. We zig-zagged across a soccer field, which meant long straightaways linked by 180 degree turns. I had worked very hard to attack racers in the technical portions leading up to this, only to lose my lead on them on the soccer field on the first three laps. It is disheartening when you can't make your passes stick and you see the guy you just passed passing you back and you can't do a thing about it. On the last few laps, it was important not to let anyone catch me through this section, so I had a mantra going through my head to keep me going, "Don't hit the brakes, don't stop pedaling."

As the race progressed, my fitness didn't diminish and I was able to attack riders and hold them off while I set my sights on the next guy in front of me. From starting in last place (and I mean DEAD last) I was able to fight through about 1/3 of a field of about 100. Not too bad for my first B race. I'll try to get better starting positions later in the season and hopefully be able to stay up there. Already looking forward to the next 'cross race, but first there are a couple more XC races I want to do. Up next is the NJ State Championship and second to last H2H race at one of my favorite parks, Jungle Habitat.

Race the World

Windham World Cup photo dump. Words to come...

Worked a full day then drove 3 hours to Windham, NY. Nice bags!

Watching the Pro Women on Saturday.

Early morning preparations.

Last second tune up. All systems go!

Another lucky number

Last blast through the woods before the sick descent. The girl in the background, "Nice tushy!"

On the ski run at full speed back to the bottom.

The "kick in the nuts" hill.

Thanks, Coog for taking our pictures!

Oh well why not?

So a new cross season is about to begin and with that, the need for a fancy new skinsuit from my sponsor, DeathRow Velo, was apparent. I am really psyched about it. Skinsuits are the only thing more comfortable than bib shorts if you ask me. The only bad part is I intended to buy a medium, but thought I should try on a large as well just to compare. Turns out large isn't my size either, since I ripped several stitches trying to get it on. So I got an XL and my self esteem took a big hit, but when I wore it on this evening's ride, I forgot about how fat I am and marveled at how comfortable I was.

Ok, now I know I'm not the only one who tries on their cycling gear and walks around the house. I assure you I only took the photo for the blog. =)

I will have the chance to break this one in this Saturday at the Nittany Lion Cross race. Stay tuned for photos and a race report!

He's going the distance

The Darkhorse 40 would be my next test as an elite mtb'er. Since I hadn't been able to train like I would have liked to, I thought a good, long rail trail ride would condition my legs for the distance.

The only time I had to get such a long ride in was my day off, and I said rain or shine, I am going to do it. I selected the Lehigh River Scenic Gorge trail as my destination, which is a solid 4 hour round trip by car. When I arrived at the trail head in Jim Thorpe, PA, some ominous looking clouds were looming overhead. Maybe they're going away from me? No such luck. Five minutes into my ride, a few rogue rain drops fell. Thunder in the distance eluded to a potentially frightening situation. There was no cover and I didn't know if lightning likes titanium or not.

Fortunately, a thunderstorm never happened. What did happen was it began to rain harder and harder until I became saturated from head to toe. The cinder rail trail didn't absorb a drop and I was plodding through a river. Rain seemed to be coming at me from both above and below. I was pretty pissed off, but had to laugh. I passed other riders who were heading south back to Jim Thorpe, their rides almost complete. I had 45 miles to go! Eventually the rain stopped, the sun came out, and I dried off save for my shoes and socks. It turned out to be a pretty nice day after all and I enjoyed it for everything that it had to offer.

This was the first live rattlesnake I have ever seen and he was thoroughly pissed off!

Luckily, I brought a towel and chain lube. The cinders had stuck to my bike and my drivetrain was making the most horrible sounds before I was able to clean it.

I don't remember how the results went for the DH40, but I don't think I came in last. I do remember stopping at the beer tent twice, the huge gathering of all my cycling friends, and the incredible BBQ that was to be had afterwards. Thanks to Maddawg Mike and the people from Darkhorse for putting on another great event!

KSVP Too

Coming off a DNF in Tennessee and a DFL at Battenkill, the H2H Bulldog Rump at Kittatinny Valley State Park seemed like the best time and place for a humbling debut in Cat 1 on my newest and most awesome race sled, Zena.

I had sworn I wouldn't do any more singlespeed races because they beat up my knees too badly. It's been in my mind to build the ultimate race bike for some time, and over the past couple months I have been selling things and saving everything I could to get this bike built. In previous posts, I mentioned how much I enjoy building custom bikes, selecting each piece, envisioning the finished product, and finally assembling it to see it is exactly as cool as I had imagined. This bike was the epitome of this process and I still look at it and can't believe it's real.

So now I have a geared mountain bike and now I have to race it. As a Cat 1, I am up against guys who have been training and conditioning themselves for the extra distance for years. With my one full year of training, it's all I can do to not come in last in this field. It was time to test my mettle with the big boys, I had a bike that could take the abuse, but I somehow felt like I built a top fuel dragster and installed a Quisinart in the engine compartment.

One thing I like about racing in Cat 1 is the later start time. The extra distance is also great because now I spend more time riding my bike than driving to the races. The extra distance at race pace is another story. KSVP is a really fun, fast course with enough slippery roots and exposed rock to keep one in check. Zena handled beautifully, and her rider didn't do too badly either. I managed to not come in last, so that alone was enough to call the day a success. The mechanic in me was pleased with how well my bike performed.