Not What Phil Liggett Imagined
Yeah, I was still pretty much DFL or close to it among the men's group on most of the events, but as difficult as the ride was, compared to my fitness, skill & MTB aptitude level, I wrung pretty much everything out of myself that was there. Plus I had tons of fun.
What can you say about this crew of single speed racers? Very good riders, very good company. And a great spread with requisite ice cold malt beverages afterwards. Words can't quite convey how nice it was, or how grateful I am to everybody who made it a great day.
And while I didn't leave it all out there on the trail, I very nearly did leave it all, in a chunky, acidic pile, especially on some of the more anaerobic climbs. Yeah, I got beat like a red-headed stepchild, but it didn't lower the fun quotient any. While I didn't bonk (thanks to fully using my talent of eating like a hog all day long and drinking over 150 ounces of water on the ride) I was completely fried at the end of the day, barely able to move for an hour after the ride. Without a doubt that was the hardest ride I've ever done, by an order of magnitude. Each stage was basically a 15 minute interval, and the easier stages were offset by a couple difficult transits. The Racer Gut didn't subside until after midnight.
What an amazing, epic ride. Thanks, all y'all.
[Update: BTW, SoFauxPro has really been hitting the right notes lately - acute, biting, funny, and just the right tone for MABRA's answer to Don Rickles. I was pissed at him earlier in the year when I thought he crossed the double yellow on Walter, but he's been well inside it for a while and putting out some top notch work. It's time I forgive, forget, click through and then have some laughs. Shit, I'm kind of hoping he rides 'cross so we can get the benefit of his coaching and commentary there too - after all it's going to get boring talking about who in the local peloton is getting fat and avoiding their base miles.]