Fruita Mountain Bike Camp

I am in Fruita, Colorado for a mountain biking camp that begins tomorrow and goes through Sunday. I am very excited for the opportunity to learn the correct way to ride and to improve my skills.

A side note about Fruita. Although I have not had the opportunity to see much of the area, I have found something very cute. Today I have been called sweetie, dear and hon' all by women much younger than me. I wanted to giggle, because this is something I have heard from older women, but have not heard from young women in their 20's. I find it interesting. They say it with such ease.

Anyway, I am excited about camp, and can't wait to report back.

Road Ride

Went or a road ride today. The weather was a little brisk, but clear and sunny. I took a lot of back country roads, and it sure felt like it on some of the roads. At times I thought it would be better to have my mountain bike instead of my road bike. There were a lot of pot holes and gravel, some pot holes were so deep and big cars had to go completely around them.

I wasn't the only rider out today, there were a few, but not a lot. The end of my ride I hit part of the Provo Trail. On the trail I saw more riders than I had seen on the road. I only ride a small part of this trail, because it has a speed limit of 15 mph. Today I was averaging 18 mph. This is good. Although it is not as fast as most cyclist it is 2 mph better than what I did in November. I hope someday I can average 20 - 25 mph.

I finished my ride in 1:59, with about 5 minutes going to stop light waits. I went a total of 30 miles, which is the furthest I have ridden on my road bike. The cool part about this ride I am ridng with more confidence and I was able to access my water bottles and drink without having to stop. This ride also showed me I need to up my distance and endurance.

First MTB Race

I had my first Mountain Bike Race this week in St. George, UT. It is part of the ICUP series.

Thursday February 28, 2008

Went to pre-ride the race course. Thought I would ride today and take Friday off. Started off well, and I was able to practice the turn I had been having trouble with a few times, and continued on with the course. Dropped into the first wash and came out. This is where I started to have problems. The course was not completely marked. I had a choice go left or right. I had ridden the course before, but couldn't remember, so I guessed and went left. This turned out to be a wrong turn. I ended up going up the downhill portion of the course. Once I got to the top and found out I went the wrong direction I continued to back track the course. I ran into the man in charge marking the course. He pointed me in the right direction and I continued on my way. Eventually I got to where I had originally gotten off course and turned back around to do the course in the right direction. I did okay, but after riding the course I decided I needed to ride it again the next day .

Friday-February 29, 2008
Rode the trail today at 10 am. Went well. I only had a moment of uncertainity on the trail, and then went forth. I did the trail in 56 minutes, and felt a lot more confident about riding it in the race. Wish I had another day to practice. Took Mandy out to let her practice her race route. Had a little bit of a stumble on one hill, but she got up and conquered the track. I noticed she had slicks vesus nob tires, so we went to Red Rock Bicycle store and bought new tires. They will work a lot better on the dirt than the ones she currently has.

Saturday-March 1, 2008 Race Day
Race day! I raced in the beginning womens division, which was somewhat nerve racking for me, because all the women I raced against were younger than me. Mandy raced in the 9 and under division. We raced at the same time, so I did not get to see her race. I started out quick on the race, but it did not take long for some of the riders to catch me. I kept going strong, but kept an okay pace. On the first hill (which was small) a rider came in front of me and I hit her tire. This caused my bike to stop, and I had to run up the hill. This allowed everyone in my division to leave me. I caught up to a couple of the riders, but only saw the rest from the distance. I tried to catch up, but was not successful. I ended up taking 6th out of 8th. Not too bad, but I hope to do better in the future. Mandy took 2nd in her division. It sounds like she had some of the same problems I did. A rider fell down in front of her, and she stopped to make sure she was okay. Otherwise, according to her, she would have placed 1st. I am proud of her for being a good sport, that is much better than taking 1st. Thoughts
I learned a lot from my first race. I think I need to push harder than I did. My legs were somewhat sore during the ride, and I think I need to not ride so hard the day before the race. Pre-ride is fine, but I should take it easy not try to go fast, which is what I did. I also, learned I need to not let others around get to me. Some of the riders can be very intense and this kind of threw me.

Frozen Hog 2008

I got to particpate in the Frozen Hog 2008 mountain bike race February 2nd. No, I did not race, I volunteered, and it was a lot of fun. The week of the race was getting the trail ready for the race. We had a lot of snow, and we had to go out every day to stomp down the trail. I did a couple of hours for 3 days, but Bruce Argyl spent 8-12 hours a day on the trail. If it wasn't for him the racers would not have had such a great trail to ride. On Friday the day before the race Mike came through with a snow blower. Wish we had thought of that before it sure would have saved Bruce's back.

The day of the race was perfect weather. The snow let up and it was cold enough to ride a solid trail. The volunteers showed up between 7 and 7:30 in the morning to get ready for all of the racers. We had registration, waiver forms, and swag bags to hand out. Promptly at 9 am the race began. The racers all started with happy faces raring to go. There were approxiamtely 100 racers. Racers started coming flustered and pushing hard shortly after the 1hour mark. The course was definitely challenging, and by all reports from the racers fun.

This is a video of the race http://youtube.com/watch?v=h8W_WI4s_G0 shows how much fun the race is.

Here are some pictures of the race http://www.zazoosh.com/events/119 and if you go to http://www.utahmountainbiking.com/UMBphpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=4061 you read about the race on the forum, this is one post of several that were posted about the race.

Surgery

I had surgery this week. Nothing major, but enough to keep me from working out for the entire week. As crazy as it may seem I am going stir crazy. I miss going to spin class and cannot wait to go back. Unfortunately that may be another week. It may be a week before I can get on a bike. In the mean time I will go on the recumbent bike, or treadmill. It is not as fun, but better than nothing.

Spinning

It has been 5 weeks since of snow and frozen ground, and 5 weeks of not being brave enough to ride in the snow. Instead I started spin class...and I love it! It is getting me in shape for cycling, and I am meeting more people that cycle. It has taken about 4 weeks for people to warm up to me, and include me in the group of regulars, but now they see I am going to keep coming I am accpeted.

Spinnig is almost as addicting at riding my mountain bike. I seem to go nuts when I can't go to class, and when I can't I always get on my trainer at home and ride. Although I enjoy spinning, I can't wait for the ice to melt so I can go cycling.

Night Riding

I went on my first night ride on my mountain bike last week. I was excited and nervous. Nervous of course because it was at night, and I am still a beginner--excited for the new adventure. When I got there I got a light put on my bike and then was ready to go with the rest of the group. My nerves kind of got the best of me at the first of the ride. I had a hard time riding the trail and was very unsure of myself. I teetered and tottered through the switchbacks and my bike went off the trail more than once. As the ride proceeded my confidence gained and I started to feel the joy of being out on the trail in the dark. The trail in the dark is much different than in the day. The colors are different, the climb feels different and you view the trail completely different. Things that would normally slow me down in daylight did not seem to affect me the same in the dark. I found my confidence was greater. I went down the trail without any fear of rocks, dips, turns and berms. Normally on a new trail I am tentative, but this time I went down the trail and felt comfortable and confident. The light on my bike was just right to show the trail ahead, but not too far. I focused on the trail ahead, not everything around the trail. I am sure this contributed to me doing better on the trail. When the ride was over, I was tired and exhilarated, and I can't wait for the next time I can go out in the night and ride.

My First Single Track

Saturday my husband and I decided to upgrade from paved paths to single tracks. I have been doing research on different trails in the area, and picked a popular trail for beginners to intermediate. We arrived at the single track ready to go. A little anxious because we had never attempted this and the trail was foreign to us. Aside from going off the paved trail a little bit, this was our real first time on a trail. My husband started out first, mostly because I needed to work up the nerve to go down the hill. There is something about going down hills that frightens me. I am hoping with more time and experience this feeling will go away. Once I went down the hill it was great. I was nervous most of the way, but was able to turn the corners and went along fairly well. Believe it or not my goal was not to get clipped in, I didn't want my foot to get stuck and not be able to unclip. And of course true to my fear that is exactly what happened. About a quarter of a mile down the trail I clipped in tried to clip out and fell. The fall was pretty hard. I took a handlebar to the chest, and my seat flipped off. Needless to say that was the end of our trail riding. We rode back, well not exactly, I rode until my seat would fall off and then stop put it on again and ride a little bit further. Although I had been hurt, it was pretty funny. I let my own fear cause a fall. We rode down the mountain dropped my bike off at the bike store to get fixed, and I was became determined to go back. On fall and a losing a seat was not going to stop me learning to ride trails.
Today (Monday), my husband and I took off to pick up my bike and return to the trail we never finished. I had taken off my clips. I decided I needed to learn to bike before I worry about clipping in and out. The first part of the trail I was very nervous. I couldn't even begin on the hill I walked my bike down 2 feet down the hill before taking off. I made a few corners and then got off to walk my bike, went a little bit further, got off again, and walked my bike. That was the last time I walked my bike due to fear. I started to get the hang of riding around on the trail. I still was fearful, but I became more confident in going over rocks, and roots and corning trying to avoid collisions with trees. The hills I began to go up and down were much more steep than the initial hill, and I was more concerned about what lay on the trail ahead than looking straight down below. My husband though not a biker has had more experience with riding motorbikes and ski jets. He took the time to show me some things that would work for me such as standing and pedaling to get over a hill, and leaning in to a corner. Of course I knew all this stuff, because I read a book about it, but having him show me was helpful, because I could see how to do it. The hardest part was doing it without clips. I couldn't believe what a difference the clips make. My pedaling is more efficient and climbing a hill is nothing, I can stand and pedal and I do not shift to such low gears when I am clipped in. In some instances I regretted taking off my clips, but I know personally I needed to first conquer the trail and not worry about conquering my shoes. I can't wait to go back and I am trying to figure out when my schedule will allow me to go, as well as the weather. I don't plan to clip in yet, I want to go one more time and then it will be time to clip in. And as far as the hill at the first of the trail. When we returned I laughed at the fact it was not much of a hill. It is amazing how one ride can change your point of view. I can't wait to do more!!!

Cycling - the beginning

Two months ago I entered into a bike store with the idea of purchasing a bike to help with my foot recovery and to get back into shape. Nine weeks prior to the bike purchase I had major foot surgery, and although my foot healed nicely I was unable to run or walk very far. I did not want to take time out to go to the gym with the nice weather, so I decide buying a bike would give me something to do outside that would not aggrevate my foot. Going to the closest bike store I made my first bike purchase--a mountain bike made specifically for women. What a great bike. It is perfects for the beginner and perfect for my needs. I did not want to buy something too expensive, and I wanted a bike I could ride around town and ride on the trails in the mountains around me. Before I bought the bike I had the opportunity to test it out in the parking lot. I am sure the salesman thought there was no way I would ride much. I had a difficult time balancing and riding--lets just say I was very wobbily on the bike. I was lucky I was able to stay on the bike (I think the last time I was on a bike was when I was in middle school) Because of my lack of ability I am sure this is why I only purchased the very basics--a helmet, glasses, and water bottle holder. With that I hopped on my new bike and rode it 4 miles to home. That ride was scarey for me. I rode very slow, worried I would fall off or get hit by a car, because of my inability to ride well, but I made it home in one piece.

The next day I took my bike out with my 8 year old and we went for a 2 hour bike ride, and the love for the bike began. I began to go out riding a couple of times a week, wishing I could do more, but having to wait due to softball season and playing 5 hours a week. Every time I could find the opportunity I would take a moment to hop on my bike. The more I rode the more I realized I needed more so I could ride in comfort. I found a great bike store, with female cyclists, and began to get outfitted correctly. My husband also caught the fever and our family has begun to go on rides in the mountains and around town. We bought a bike rack for the car so we would not be limited to only the trails close by. Now not only me, but my family has started to become bike enthusits. Last week my 8 year old and I rode on the 10 mile Breast Cancer Awareness Ride. She had so much fun she was wishing I would have let her do the 20 mile ride.

I don't know how to explain the love for the bike other than there is nothing else like it. Each time I ride I come home feeling uplifted and can't wait to get back out. I love the freedom of being outside, riding on the trails, or on the road and feeling the rush of the wind go by. I love getting better and better and learning how to ride my bike better. I laugh as I am learning to clip and unclip into the peddles and of course hope that there will not be any major falls due to the lack of coordination of trying to get my foot out of the peddles. When I get home my senses are heightened and I wish I could bike just a little bit longer. I watch the weather to determine if there is going to be a rain storm or not. No rain storm means we are out biking. Surprisingly the cold weather has not deterred me. I am not a lover of the cold, but when dressed properly it does not feel so cold on the bike. Of course it is still early in the cold season, so this sentiment may change. I am constantly looking for new places to ride and reading on how to become a better rider.

The other day I got the courage up to ask about the gear shifter on the left hand and what they were for--yes now I know it is the derailluer. When I bought the bike unfortunately this was not something the salesman thought I needed to know. My new friends at the new bike store explained the ins and outs and now I am loving playing with shifting and learning how to maximize the use of my bike. It is still a bit confusing to me, but as I climb hills and go down I am learning how each gear works and what works best for me--this is sooo cool.

Last week I upgraded and bought a road bike! Wow, what a difference versus the mountain bike. I can't believe how fast I can go on the road and how much easier it is to travel longer distances. Of course I am still in the wobbily stage, but hopefully I will get my balance soon, like I did with my mountain bike, and will be able to learn to ride much better. I love biking and now I can experience both mountain and road the best possible way.