Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Lumber-Jacked





Total Time (h:m:s) 10:46:48 6:47 pace
Moving Time (h:m:s) 10:17:46 6:29 pace
Distance (mi ) 95.12
Moving Speed (mph) 9.2 avg. 39.4 max.
Elevation Gain (ft) +11,135 / -11,048
Avg. Heart Rate 150 bpm Zone 4.1
Temperature (°F) 71.7°F avg. 78.8°F high
Wind Speed ( mph) WSW 11.3 avg. WSW 17.2 max.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Mohican 70

Total Time (h:m:s) 10:08:13 8:36 pace
Moving Time (h:m:s) 8:53:46 7:32 pace
Distance (mi ) 70.70
Moving Speed (mph) 7.9 avg. 39.1 max.
Elevation Gain (ft) +9,878 / -9,935
Avg. Heart Rate 145 bpm Zone 3.8
Weather Data Average Low High
Temperature (°F) 71.9 64.4 78.8
Relative Humidity (%) 70.9 47.6 93.9
Wind Speed (mph) 13.0 6.9 19.5

Well I made it 70 iles and climbed almost 10.000 feet. The humidity hit almost 100% and that makes for real tough conditions.

Monday, June 2, 2008

11 hours 55 mins of mangina screams


this is the aftermath if something could go wrong it did. broke bike ran out of water for 15 miles(later found out me and drunk tried to make the same pump work without success) totally sucked on the bike. i dont know if some how we disturbed some sacred burial ground or what. it was absolutely the most suffering i have ever done on a bike and the slowest i have gone in one of these races(as you can tell my mangina is still screaming). the only thing that went my way is the fact i met the time cuts. that alone says how bad it was i was actually concerned a couple of times i might not make it. i still dont know where it all went wrong i just hope it never happens like that again and along the way i think i also cursed floyd L. saying how i respected the fact he would race to the finish even on a bad day and he ended up dnf'ing because of a crash. so i some how need to pull my head out of my ass and make something out of the lumberjack we will see. all i can say is lorson killed it(1st single speed 100k) he even overcame the tad curse and drunk pushed to the end he just ran out of time or he would have crossed the line.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

No-hican


My futile attempt at the Mohican 100 has come and gone. I did Cohutta and my biggest mistake was thinking that they would get easier or more bearable. But after 10 hours and 70 miles into the race I got yanked at aid station 4 due to the time cut off. I'm actually glad the dude yanked me cause I couldn't turn pedals anymore. I ran out of fluids before I hit the rail trail and all I drank was Perpetum without water. So I was a dry as a bone. I posted my number plate upsidedown On the Drunk Wall of Fame/Shame.