I did it. Here's a write-up from yesterday's race since some people asked.
[/url]Blue Goose Chase Road Race Summary (kinda long)
I’ll start off by saying what an intense race. I’d say a road race is a lot more intense than any other race I’ve done including 5ks, 10ks, triathlons etc. It may because I’m used to at least making small talk with some of the people before a normal event. For the most part this was not the case.
Pre-race was a little difficult for me because I had a lot going on this weekend, not your let’s go to Home Depot and if we have time Bed, Bath, and Beyond kind of weekend. This was a birthday bicycle bar crawl, friends coming in from out of town, let’s party it up kind of weekend. I was good on the bar crawl, NO drinking…yeah me, but I did partake in a few frozen margaritas at dinner and then stayed up playing board games. So, my pre-race was not the best.
I did get a chance to take my bike into the bike shop to get a few adjustments on Saturday, put on new tires, and was ready to go. Sunday morning I was up 3 minutes before my alarm clock went off, spent a little while to get ready and was out the door. The race was a two hour drive so I thought I’d just grab something to eat on the way down there. Once I got off the interstate I immediately spotted a pro team (Nova Nordisk) bus with bikes on the top that was worth more than my car. I almost crapped my pants, but then told myself I’m not racing in that category. I finally get down to the race site and checked in. It was cold, I mean cold, as were the people around. I’m not sure what it is about cyclists but they’re not a friendly bunch. The only person I really talked to before the race was other new people and a guy who had transitioned from triathlons; turns out he’s a good cyclist.
The first race started at 9:15 when the Pros/1/2s took off. There was probably about 50-75 people in that group. After they left I took about 20 minutes to try and figure out should I add another layer, should I wear tights. The sun was coming out but it was a chilly 36 degrees so I went with a fleece base layer and long tights under my bib and full gloves. I brought a pair Casatelli gloves but they were crap compared to my 8 dollar gloves from Wal-mart. I guess sometimes you gotta go cheap. Nerves were also getting to me and I probably peed about 6 times before the race started.
At around 9:45, around 50, or 40 per the website with a few day of signees, people started lining up. This race would be the 4s and 5s going off at the same time for 54 miles. I took my spot about 5 feet from the front. The race official came out and barked a few things at us and very nonchalantly said ‘go’. I didn’t know if the everyone would take off like we were shot out of a cannon or more like a normal bike ride. To my surprise, everyone slowly clipped in and was off. There seemed to be one team with about four riders with some type of strategy but I never figured out what it was.
Around mile three or four, there was a small break away. Feeling good, I decided to try and catch them and go with the break away. That was a very dumb idea as I got hung out between the break away and the group. I decided to just go with pulling the group to catch the break away. That lasted about a minute and I was done. All I wanted to do was get sucked back into the group and catch my breath. That was to not be as everyone around me blazed past me and I lost the back wheel of the last person in the peloton. I started freaking out as I was behind for about 30 seconds before I was able to catch back up. At that point my silly idea of trying to possibly place in this race changed to a strategy of not getting dropped.
I caught back up and sat in the back of the peloton. There was a guy with a US military jersey on that I decided that I would just follow his wheel for a while. This lasted for a few miles before more people went forward, some went back and then we hit a hill around mile 10 that I hit pretty hard to get back near the front of the pack. This is where we lost a large group of people.
The majority of the race was mostly flat with a few hills sprinkled in throughout the race. I was up near the front again around mile 35, and as no one was pulling, I decided I would pull for a while to try and catch the breakaway group that was in sight. That lasted another minute before I moved over and let someone else pull.
We finally caught the lead group with about 15 miles to go or I assumed. At this point I was getting really tired and lost the back wheel going up a steep climb. Thoughts started running through my head of well you made it 40+ miles before you got dropped, not bad. I thought I was toast when the race official moved ahead of me, but I kept working and finally caught back up to the group right as we were going up another steep climb. I put everything I had into this climb and got dropped again, but this time for someone unknown reason, the peloton slowed down once it got to the top.
Relieved, and gasping for breath, I quickly closed the gap. I was still hanging on at 50 miles, but I could tell that I was suffering. Around 53, people were jockeying for position. There some breakaways but the peloton quickly adjusted and reeled them back in. I was sitting about mid pack when we went up a hill with 1k left and that’s when it got crazy. I was dropped off the back along with another guy and the peloton was gone. I got dropped so fast that I didn’t even get to see the sprint finish. Oh well, there was no juice left in my legs, but I gave it everything I had to the finish line.
Overall finish was 7th out of 18 Cat 5 riders. The ride average was about 22.5 mph. I guess there was a lot of people who got dropped in my category. For me, I’m going to go with, I didn’t get dropped since it was in the last 1k. :)
Overall, it was a really fun time. There’s a lot of things that I learned. One was that I was happy with my ability to pace line. This goes back to my riding days in Florida and everyone is in pace lines, unlike Atlanta where everything is hilly so it’s a constant up and down type of ride. Two, even though I’ve gotten much better at riding hills, I still need to drop weight if I want to compete in an event like a road race; I’m currently at 178 at 5’10’. Three, my road handing skills need to get better. Going around hard turns, sometimes a gap would open between me and the next ride causing everyone behind me to have to sprint to catch up. I don’t think this would create many friends. And finally, I need to ride more. It’s difficult to both marathon train and build your cycling volume.
So that’s that. The race was down in Irwington Georgia. If you’re ever down that way the town has a bicycling hostel called the Blue Goose on Main. It’s a really cool little town with some excellent areas to bike ride. It’s southern hospitality at it’s best. I’d highly recommend checking it out.
Next up is my first triathlon of the season. It’s a 400 meter pool swim, 12 mile bike ride, and 5k all on a hilly course. It’s also going to be the first time I break out my P2 cervelo that I got over the winter along with a FLO disc wheel. I’m down almost ten pounds from last seaon, I’m pretty excited to see what I can do with all this power.
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