Racing Dirty

 

The Cycling House season wrapped up in Tucson & Solvang and I pointed it North after my 9th season in the desert.  After some warm winter months filled with sunshine I new I was missing something.  Mud!  My first weekend back I signed up for both Grizzly Triathlon and Rocky Mountain Roubaix like I always do.  Unfortunately, I forgot to look at the dates and the landed on the same day. Regardless the wheels started turning.  The result was, a wet sloppy road race, followed by a cramp filled Montana World Championships sprint triathlon.  I held my own in both,  the road race consisted of big pulls and attacks, while the triathlon consisted of persistance and survival.

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The dirty double prepared me well for what would be another wet, muddy 85 mile day at The Cycling House’s Montana Hell Ride.  I put my new found fitness to work from the gun. I jokingly attacked at mile zero and decided to go for it.  I was not caught until about 25 miles in.  Still feeling chipper I decided to attack one more time before the big climb.  The sparks flew and I entered into survival mode.  The last 20 miles were a test of willpower, with mud fit for a good mug bog.

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Each race teaches you something.  The past two weeks I learned that you never know unless you try. Sometimes you learn the lesson the hard way, that’s why I will not do Ironman back to back ever again.  Or will I?

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