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My Trans Iowa was the most disappointing one yet. Everything, besides the lack of training, leading up to the ride was going just right. I had the right amount of nerves, I ate like crazy leading up to Saturday, and I even snagged a fair amount of sleep Friday night.
Saturday morning I was still trying to decide exactly the clothing I wanted to wear and I ended up being very comfortable with two layers of wool and my vest. The fog was super thick as I made the short trek to Broad St to wait for the start. I chatted with some other riders, trying to keep warm and not think about what lay ahead. My nerves really ramped up when we lined up, so much so that I was shaking (maybe that was the chilly morning air). With the blast of the handlebar, we were off.
There was a looong line of riders weaving through the streets, I think we started 74. I was riding single speed so I knew I wanted to be toward the back of the pack. I did indeed end up with only one rider behind me. We pedaled maybe 1/4 mile through Grinnell and seeing the riders around me, I began to wonder if I should jockey for position a bit. Knowing that there were 72 riders in front of me, I decided it would be ok to sit back for a while. A final right turn and we hit the gravel. Mark and Dave took off (as far as I know) and we were all on our own.
The roads were in really good condition. I was thinking that it was going to be super muddy, but it turned out to be soupy in spots, but actually very good riding. I stayed in back for maybe 30 minutes and then my legs were ready to spin my regular rpms. I started to pass a few people to try to find a gap in the group. I was feeling ambitious and I wanted to keep my feet moving so I just let them go. I was also trying to start out strong to make sure I made the first checkpoint. Somewhere around mile 12, we all were strung out and hit the first b road.
B roads can be great fun but in my TI experiences, they suck. With all the moisture, the dirt turns into this amazing sticky goo that clogs your bike instantly if you let the tyres touch it. With 50+ riders through already, I was following the trail with everyone else. We hiked the mile or so and ended up on a blacktop road on the other side. After some quick cleaning to make sure my wheels turned and I had somewhat functional brakes, we crossed the highway and continued up the little riser and stopped. 50 some lights were coming back toward us. I wish I could have taken a picture, but my mind was racing, trying to figure out what we were going to do.
The leaders decided to take the highway, so everyone followed. Mob mentality. We raced (I actually felt like I was racing at this point) down the road and took a left that took us back to being on course. On we rode and the field spread out again and I was soon riding by myself. There was something very liberating about riding completely by myself. I didn't have to adjust my riding to match anyone else. But around mile 24, things started to go wrong. I had been riding for a couple hours, hiked the b road, made it back to where I knew my computer was 3 miles extra, and I started to tire. The sun was coming up and with it, the wind started to howl.
My first TI was insane. I have never experienced wind that fierce before or after. But what it taught me, is that there is no hiding from the wind in Iowa. This year was no different. With the sun, came the wind right into my face. And the temperature dropped. I can't prove it, but I swear it was colder with the sun up. The wind and my lack of eating properly, took their toll. I didn't feel like I was bonking, but climbing those hills, and there were some monsters, I was becoming weaker and weaker each time. There was even one point I stopped and walked a hill. I just couldn't keep turning the pedals. Somewhere down the road, maybe mile 32 or so, I stopped again and pulled out a bagel and a Gu packet. I wolfed down half the bagel and pushed on. Amazingly I started to feel a little better, but the wind was still killing me. I was desperate, so I ate the Gu (my first ever!). Mile 40 something we made a turn and were actually riding WITH the wind!
Unfortunately, the wrong turn, the lack of nutrition and the wind combined to make my time too long. About 4 miles from the checkpoint I ran into a rider heading the opposite direction. I had just nearly missed a turn and with the markers I knew I was going the right direction. Turns out, I knew him and he turned around and we rode into Baxter together. My computer said I was about 6 minutes shy of the cutoff time. Not the way I wanted this ride to go. But it is what it is.
I decided that I am finished riding single speed for this event. Yep, that should make everything better.
This is what we had to deal with this morning:
What do we have to do to get a break around here?
Trans Iowa is what, 4 days away? Plenty of time to keep changing things around. I have been running some Bontrager Dry X 29X1.75 tyres for the last few weeks, thinking that the smaller size would fit my full fenders. After some riding with Ken, off the fenders came. This past weekend, I went out for some riding and scared myself silly with how slow I was going. That really made the gears in my head, think about the gears on my bike.
So I decided to switch back to what I rode last year. I moved the XR-1 29X2.1 tyres back onto the hoops and switched to my trusted 42X22 setup. I decided that if the wet does happen (if?), my bike was solid last year. I am hoping that the weather will cooperate just a bit more and allow me to ride this stupid event.
With all that done, I am also doing some last minute change to my custom basket bag. My bag man (also my neighbor), agreed to move my cue sheet clasps to make them (hopefully) more useable. I am glad I used the months of lead time to do so much work and research.
The promise of spring is in the air. I was fortunate enough to be able to ride down to Cars-r-Coffins bike/coffee shop this morning. We have had a somewhat tradition(?) of having Friday morning breakfast. We have a number of places we like to go, and one of them is Cars-r-Coffins. Sadly, they are closing shop next Friday so we thought it was important we go down there one last time. Weekday mornings can be difficult, but it was nice of my friends Sean and Alex to go with me. I wish Hurl the best in his next adventures.
As some things end, others begin. I was made aware of a new bike shop in St Paul, Green Tire Bike Shop. I decided to stop in today and they have only been open 4 days. It is a used bike/service shop and the manager Jacob seems to be a nice enough fellow. But what really excites me is that my good friend Dan has started a snazzy business, Omnium Bike Shop. This is a very cool place in the Cathedral Hill neighborhood of St Paul. This is his third day open. Hopefully the twin cities biking world can keep all these places open. Good luck, Dan!
The best thing about the day was that I spent about 4 hours riding around town. Being outside, normal shoes, flat pedals, sunshine, is a great reminder of how awesome summer is going to be. This time of year, every year, I think more and more about how wonderful it is to be able to hop on a bike with no preparation. When shorts and a t-shirt are all the clothing you need to make you comfortable; even at 1 AM. Those days are coming soon.
Trans Iowa is 6 weeks out. What have I done?
Let the second guessing begin.
My wife and my birthdays are separated by only a few days. We decided a long time ago that we wouldn't buy each other gifts, but would do something a little out of the ordinary. We like the idea of doing stuff, not collecting stuff. This year, we purchased tickets to the WCHA Final Face off tournament. We are big fans of Gophers women's hockey, but we do not see games often enough.
Friday, my wife had to work a little late which meant we not only missed the first game (WI vs. ND), but didn't have time to eat dinner before the second game. It wasn't a big deal, eating at the arena, but the food isn't the greatest and we knew we had to make time to eat before the championship game on Saturday. Fortunately, the Gophers won Friday night to set up an even more fun Saturday game.
Saturday we slept in some and then worked our way around our neighborhood, taking care of little things we had been meaning to do for quite a while. We made up a list of things to do and actually checked them all off (true it was a fairly short list). This was great, giving us a much needed sense of accomplishment. But then it was time to truly enjoy ourselves some more.
We were going to grab a bite at the Blue Door, one of our favorite local eateries. It wasn't even 4:30 and we figured we wouldn't have much trouble finding a table. NOPE!! There must have been 6 people waiting outside the door, and more making their way up the sidewalks toward the bar. I don't know what was going on, but it makes me want to case the place to find out when they aren't busy. We didn't feel like waiting as long as it would take for food there, so we cruised down to the Groveland Tap, another favorite of ours. The beer list is great, and I am now a super fan of the Cajun Lucy, just the right combo of spicy and flavor. Couple that with a Summit Oatmeal Stout, pure bliss.
Unfortunately, the Gophers lost the game that night, but it was a fantastic game. They played amazing for 2 1/2 periods but WI pushed hard and brought it to OT. 9 minutes in the Gophers couldn't keep up with the pressure and let in the game winner. Again, a fantastic game even though it wasn't the outcome we wished for. Carrie and I came home quite tired and worn out from playing so hard. A very nice way to celebrate a birthday.
in Iowa. I have been a bit busy at work and every day off has been filled with personal situations that have left me no time to take care of it. Well today finally allowed me a window for cleaning. Mother Nature decided to help out by raining while I was washing. Just that much less water I had to purchase to clean away the mud and debris. I think I have some pictures here from last year as well, and I bet in a few years I won't be able to tell the difference. I have the same setup and my bike came back looking almost the same. A little less cornstalk jammed in the brakes this year.
to argue with.
