Mutual of Enumclaw Stage Race
Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 8:28 pm
Enumclaw, Washington is a cool place. We just got back from the stage race there, and it was certainly a learning experience. It was my first big race, and consisted of a prologue 10km time trial, a 30 minute crit and a ~70km road race. We headed down on friday morning, set up camp and went for an easy ride along the time trial course.
Time Trial:
A flat course with one out of the saddle roller, it was a fast race. Napkin math says that I averaged just under 40 km/h over the course. The hill was the worst part, because you had to hammer the whole way, and accelerate over the top, or you would lose a pile of speed. I finished in 15:54, with the leader 1:49 ahead of me. I'm really happy with that result, because I felt like I prepared well, went into it warm, and did about as fast a race as I could have.
Crit:
I think this was my best race. Cat 4 was a whole lot more competitive than I had expected, and so I rolled up to the start line with a bit of swagger, and a vague plan of a brave solo flier about halfway through the race. Those ideas dissipated quickly. I managed to get into the front row at the start, and got around the first corner in the top 10, and then everybody blew past me. I spent the first ten minutes or so clinging to the back of the field, then got dropped as they sprinted for a big bottle o' beer.
I got probably 20 seconds off the pace, and spent another 15 minutes slowly working up through the stragglers, picking up a wheel , and then passing them, and made it back onto the pack again just as they showed 5 laps to go. The pack immediately accelerated again, and I just clung to the back, and I got dropped by about 2 seconds at the final sprint, I was really happy, and as Lister said, I probably tried to cling back on longer than any sane person would have.
Road Race
Oh man. On Saturday, the weather couldn't have been more perfect. Sunday, not so much. The heavens opened just as we were packing up our campsite, and so we were racing in the rain without rain-gear. Off the start, I was really happy with my positioning, up in the front 15 but out of the wind. Once we hit the mountain, it was a whole new story. It was a ~3km long climb, never extraordinarily steep, but very long. I got dropped about half-way up the hill on the first lap of the course, and Paired with two other guys to try and catch the pack on the nearly 4km descent, but it was not meant to be. Because of restricted junior gearing, the Two adults were able to easily pull away from me on the downhill, and I spent most of the descent cold, alone and unhappy. At the bottom of the hill, The course turned left, and I turned right. About 3km down the wrong direction, I flatted, and spent a long time waiting for the neutral car that would never come. I ended up walking about 4k back to the start line and took a Dnf.
Massive thank-you's go out to Lister for coaching and keeping us sane, Jim, Catherine and Bob for driving and feeding, Jeff Ain, the provincial team coach for advice and helpful jeering on the climb.
Another big thank-you to everybody in tripleshot for supporting us, from training with us to donating gear to sage words of wisdom.
David
Ammendium; Also, I now have black, blue and white argyle sunglasses. I win.
Time Trial:
A flat course with one out of the saddle roller, it was a fast race. Napkin math says that I averaged just under 40 km/h over the course. The hill was the worst part, because you had to hammer the whole way, and accelerate over the top, or you would lose a pile of speed. I finished in 15:54, with the leader 1:49 ahead of me. I'm really happy with that result, because I felt like I prepared well, went into it warm, and did about as fast a race as I could have.
Crit:
I think this was my best race. Cat 4 was a whole lot more competitive than I had expected, and so I rolled up to the start line with a bit of swagger, and a vague plan of a brave solo flier about halfway through the race. Those ideas dissipated quickly. I managed to get into the front row at the start, and got around the first corner in the top 10, and then everybody blew past me. I spent the first ten minutes or so clinging to the back of the field, then got dropped as they sprinted for a big bottle o' beer.
I got probably 20 seconds off the pace, and spent another 15 minutes slowly working up through the stragglers, picking up a wheel , and then passing them, and made it back onto the pack again just as they showed 5 laps to go. The pack immediately accelerated again, and I just clung to the back, and I got dropped by about 2 seconds at the final sprint, I was really happy, and as Lister said, I probably tried to cling back on longer than any sane person would have.
Road Race
Oh man. On Saturday, the weather couldn't have been more perfect. Sunday, not so much. The heavens opened just as we were packing up our campsite, and so we were racing in the rain without rain-gear. Off the start, I was really happy with my positioning, up in the front 15 but out of the wind. Once we hit the mountain, it was a whole new story. It was a ~3km long climb, never extraordinarily steep, but very long. I got dropped about half-way up the hill on the first lap of the course, and Paired with two other guys to try and catch the pack on the nearly 4km descent, but it was not meant to be. Because of restricted junior gearing, the Two adults were able to easily pull away from me on the downhill, and I spent most of the descent cold, alone and unhappy. At the bottom of the hill, The course turned left, and I turned right. About 3km down the wrong direction, I flatted, and spent a long time waiting for the neutral car that would never come. I ended up walking about 4k back to the start line and took a Dnf.
Massive thank-you's go out to Lister for coaching and keeping us sane, Jim, Catherine and Bob for driving and feeding, Jeff Ain, the provincial team coach for advice and helpful jeering on the climb.
Another big thank-you to everybody in tripleshot for supporting us, from training with us to donating gear to sage words of wisdom.
David
Ammendium; Also, I now have black, blue and white argyle sunglasses. I win.