Well, as it turns out I will not be wishing my road tri friends goodbye.
Here's a mini race report:
Swim:
The swim consisted of 2 parts--1 in the Catawba River, and one in the basin of the man-made whitewater river, separated by a short but difficult run. The swim in the Catawba was a clockwise triangle, with the long side opposite the shore. Given that there was no limit on how far out from the shore we could start, I lined up as far out as possible to minimize the distance to the first buoy. I went fairly hard from the start, got to the first buoy just ahead of the next swimmer and swam side-by-side with him down the long leg of the triangle. My legs were feeling a bit crampy (ominous) so I backed off a bit and settled in behind the other guy to see if they would loosen up...they didn't. Got to the swim exit about 10m behind the first guy, and right around the same time as the first girl. I stashed my shoes near the swim exit, jammed my feet in them, and tried to chase down the first guy. The run from the river to the start of the second swim was steep. I dropped my shoes at the bottom of the ramp and cruised the second swim.
I got passed by girl #1 in T1...my gloves were wet from the rain and were uncooperative.
I followed girl #1 out onto the bike, and hung with her before we got to the first technical bit on the course. Figure-8 trail has some wooden structures, and they were SLICK from the rain and mud. I nearly wiped out about 1 mile in, but fortunately I got my foot down in time to steady myself and managed to not fall off the little 3 foot tall bridge thing (ridden/jumped these things 10 times in the dry with no problem). Girl #1 and guy #1 were long gone by this point, and I got passed by the first couple folks soon after. I lost time on the climbs because I kept spinning my back tire. That was frustrating. After about another minute or so I wiped out the first time--my front tire slipped off a tall root and washed the front of my bike out. That's basically the story of the day--spinning wheels and slipping on roots.
Thoughts on the race, by mile:
Mile 1: Totally saved it on that bridge, gonna make up time on the 2 folks "up the trail" and be totally pro. Time to shred some gnar.
Mile 2: Passed by 2 amateur looking dudes, I was not happy.
Mile 3: Need more rear downforce (i.e more ass). Spinning tires, minor crashing, very muddy. Brake sounds like horn.
Mile 4: More crashing, crashing sucks, getting passed by a couple more dudes (getting progressively more amateur looking).
Mile 5: Shit is getting old, more tire spinning, hands are very sore, more minor spills. Not really having any fun. I would have been off the bike already in a "normal" triathlon.
Mile 6: Getting passed almost continually, tired of pulling over to let people go by. Passing people is a lot more fun. Why did I pick Xterra instead of Stumpy Creek (local road tri same day and time)?
Mile 7: Seriously getting tired of slipping all over the place. The gnar is shredding me. 95% pissed off. Stopped to raise seat height (was initially too low). Higher seat helped back pain and leg tightness, but probably too late.
Mile 8: Not having any fun at all, but too far from civilization to just quit. 98% pissed off. Raining, mud everywhere, no rear grip whatsoever. No front grip whatsoever. Very close to throwing bike off the mountain.
Mile 9: Whole bike sounds horrible due to mud everywhere, brake still sounds like horn. Got passed by girl #2. Back is sore from seat being too low, legs and arms are numb from the vibrations. Could see the parking lot, so I hopped off the course and rode in.
DNFs suck, but honestly that was one of the least enjoyable races I've done. On a dry day I'm comfortable riding the trails there, but the wet put them beyond my skill level for negotiating at race pace. My MTB skills could use some work, but the conditions were ridiculous. It looked like the guys that do mountain bike/Xterra had a reasonably fun time out there, but I did not enjoy that.
Casualty count:
1. Kiwami tri suit--the white panel on the back was orange. That mostly came out in the wash. I ripped the inner thigh during one of my uphill struggles on Goat Hill. That may or may not be fixable. The suit is now 3 years old, but it had at least 1-2 more season in it prior to my little off-road adventure.
2. Brand new MTB shoes--I bent the ever loving crap out of the ratchet buckle on my shoe. I think I can bend it back. The shoes are 2 days old and smell like raw sewage though thanks to the mud/rain/pond water concoction that sat in them for all of 90 minutes.
3. My wallet--tore up expensive stuff, race was expensive.
Adding insult to injury:
May have gotten poison ivy on my ankle during one of my crashes.
Conclusions:
Mountain biking in the rain sucks. Mountain biking in the dry is fun. I was planning to get my own bike prior to racing this event, and although I was seriously reconsidering spending another penny on mountain biking during the race, I think I'm still going to get the mountain bike and give this off-road triathlon thing another go in the future. It is REALLY frustrating being bad at some form of biking or triathlon. I need to get over that (or get a lot better) before I try this again. I think I would have almost done better if I had sandbagged the swim, come out of the water in 20th or 30th and rode with/past people closer to my ability level--getting out front on the swim and spending the whole bike ride getting passed is not fun.
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