This year was my 3rd Pow Wow, first VQ. On registration day planned on entering CC once again, but about 90 seconds before registration opened opted for VQ on the SS, with grand visions of copious amounts of training.... Then reality...
Spent all of Nov/Dec off the bike due to travel and weather, and mixing in crossfiit and business travel rode maybe 2-3 times a month up until the event. To top it all off I spent the 2 weeks before the event traveling for business, working a week of 14 hour days straight, then flying home to walk in the door 6 hours before event start. Then after the event hopping back on a plane back to my jobsite. I was doomed.
Lining up minutes before 5:30 I couldnt wake my legs (or myself up) and got a little nervous. I just kept reminding myself to simply "go for a bike ride". The previous 2-CCs I got sucked into the race up Blackstar and on over to Motorway and paid for it on the rest of the ride. I was intentionally slow out of the gate as I expect to get passed on the flats, riding the SS. Was able to finally settle in to a good pace the first climb after the ball, and dropped into aid station #1 @ 2:15. Heading out of aid station #1 I felt great, and about a 1/4 mile up the pavement, massive cramps. Popped some endurolyte tabs and was good to go. Cleaned the climb between that point and the peak, and set PRs down the UHJ and LHJ... I felt like a million bucks.
Hit aid station #2 around 5:15 (30 minutes quicker than my last years CC time) all smiles and ready to take on WHT. Had a little trouble with momentum up the trabuco trail single track keeping momentum with some of the faster guys coming down... found it difficult to get started again on the climbs. Hit WHT, HAB about 5 minutes .... AAAANNNNDDDD the wheels fall off (figurativly). WHT is a game changer. My left knee was screaming by that point, but I had to keep trucking on. I tackled WHT 50 steps at a time, with 5 second stretches in between. I'd only done WHT once before, and thought I knew where the end was... at least 3 times I thought it was over, just to come around the corner and see more... a lot more. Finally got there, and I couldnt pass up a cheeseburger. Rode the first downhill on main divide with burger in hand, and that recharged my batteries. Had a good run down Trabuco, and spun as best I could out to Parkers to a cheering Fiance.
I didnt make my 8 hour goal... missed it by 4 minutes (8:04).
Great event, and I cant wait for next year.