I have been sick this week, but felt good this morning, and was ready to race. I was excited to race this course. I warmed up, chatted with others and lined up. We started the race with the 57+, and the 13-15 sport. Somehow I ended up on the front of the line. This made me slightly uncomfortable, but it turned out okay. Everyone went by me, and I was able to hang with the group at the tail end.
On the climb I was on the back, but passed one girl, and was on the tail of 3 others. Unfortunately the 2nd girl could not ride downhill very well and the front girl started to pull away. The 2nd girl was able to pass on the inside of a switchback, and then we hit the rocks. Now it was just me and this girl with me trying to get around. I tried and tried, but she was all over the trail and I could not pass safely. Luckily for me she finally dropped something from her bike and stopped and I got by.
From here I picked up the pace a bit so I could catch up to the others. It was also here I began to be very sick to my stomach. The nausea stayed and kept getting worse and worse. I tried to throw up at one point, but it settled down. Then about 2.5 miles in I threw up--yes while I was riding. I dry heaved a couple of times, pulled over and threw up a couple of more times into the bushes. From here on out I felt miserable. I was hot, dizzy, nausatious, and kept dry heaving. I was hoping it would go away, but no go.
At the half loop I was tempted to go down, but decided to try and do a full loop to see if I could shake it off. I went another half mile, dry heaved and turned around. I was done. I walked back to the half loop (had to stay off the trail for racers), got on my bike at the half loop and rode down. I was pretty wiped out by the time I reached the bottom. I went to my car, changed and then had to walk up to get my water bottle. Just walking up the hill about killed me. I got my water bottle and sat for quite a while visiting with Jen and Kathy and watching riders go by. You could see the course was wearing on them.
AFter resting a bit I got up and left. I came come and went to bed. I still feel sick to my stomach, and have the cold chills off and on. I sure hope this goes away quickly, because the idea of being off my bike for very long is depressing.
Although this is my first DNF there is good news about the race. The beginners did not catch me on the climb, no one in another division did! Had I not gotten sick I don't think I would have been passed by any beginners or anyone other than Greg. This is a good sign, my heart is getting better and I am beginning to feel better! Let's cross our fingers for the next race.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
No Vacation
We were supposed to go on vacation to Sun Valley last Thursday, but stuff came up and we didn't get to go. So we made the best of the situtation and had a semi vacation at home. We went to the movies, hung out and best of all went riding in our own back yard.
Day 1 was Snow Basin, Royce didn't come because he ended up working. But Day 2 he was up and ready to ride some of the Ridge Trail. I have to admire Royce's courage to attempt the rides I had planned for him, because he is a beginner. Normally I wouldn't take a beginner on these rides, but he is having surgery on his neck soon and will be incapaciated for several weeks, so it only makes sense to go on some cool rides.
We rode the ridge trail starting at Cascade. I figured this would give an easy start and end on a good note. Aside for the many flies and bites the ride was great. The flowers are still out and look amazing.
Day 1 was Snow Basin, Royce didn't come because he ended up working. But Day 2 he was up and ready to ride some of the Ridge Trail. I have to admire Royce's courage to attempt the rides I had planned for him, because he is a beginner. Normally I wouldn't take a beginner on these rides, but he is having surgery on his neck soon and will be incapaciated for several weeks, so it only makes sense to go on some cool rides.
We rode the ridge trail starting at Cascade. I figured this would give an easy start and end on a good note. Aside for the many flies and bites the ride was great. The flowers are still out and look amazing.
Day 3 was Sunday, so we spent it like we normally do. The final day of our vacation, day 4, we rode Wastach Crest and went on a community group ride. I told Royce after "puke hill" there was hardly any climbing, and it was down hill all the way. You know it's not until you ride with someone who hasn't ridden much you begin to realize your descriptions are far from correct. We hit the top, and there was a little bit more climbing. We went down for a short time and then there was a small stretch of climbing. Royce was a good sport about the description of the trail being slightly skewed. After we got done he liked it despite the fact there was more climbing than I described. Oh well, at least he had a good time.
I got to lead the community group ride this evening. I guess the memo did not go out there was a ride. The only ones that showed up was my family and Mandy's friend. Too bad no one else came. The conditions were perfect.
So vacation is over and it's back to work tomorrow. So glad we live in a place where we can ride in our back yard every day of the week.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Snow Basin Resort
I went up to Snow Basin Resort today to pre-ride the race course. I have never been to Snow Basin, and I am asking myself why. What a beautiful area, it is tucked away hidden from everything. I loved the course and ride, and need to go back soon to ride more of the trails up there.
James coming down the trial.
Wendy on the trail.
Taking a quick break in the shade.
Next 3 pics are a panoramic view--the picture does not do justice to how beautiful it is.
A little snow on the trail.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Alpine Loop - First Time
I have wanted to ride the Alpine Loop since I started riding a bike 2 years ago, but there was always a reason I didn't or couldn't. An upcoming race, a cool mountain bike ride, fear of how long it would take to recover, not able to recruit someone to ride with me--always a reason. Well, this weekend the opportunity arose, and I had to decide if I could go or not. You see, there was still a really cool mountain bike ride I could go on and many other things. Lucky for me my family made the decision for me. They were sick, and it was better for me to be close by than a few hours away riding.
I was excited about the ride, but a little tenative. I was riding with Jen who is much faster than me, and I knew there was no way I would keep up with her. Also, the plan was not to just ride the loop, but South Fork and Squaws Peak. I figured I could ride the loop, and probably South Fork, but Squaws Peak was on the we'll wait and see list.
We started out early in the morning, but ended up being delayed by almost 30 minutes due to my forgetfulness....I forgot the shammy butter! Lucky for me my husband was home and was willing to bring it to me. Unfortunately he did not understand I was at 400 East in Lindon/PG and went to 400 E in Orem. There was some waiting, phone calls, and more waiting, but I eventually got the shammy butter. Thanks goodness, because I think there would have been a lot of pain without it.
The ride was great, and I was much slower than Jen as I expected, but being slow has some benefits. Did you know there are purple flowers that grow in random places on the side of the mountain? There is not much shubbery in these spots, which makes seeing the flowers so beautiful.
The ride also went quicker than I expected. I would see trailheads I was used to going to on my mountain bike and would be surprised I quickly I got to them. However, after the last trailhead I was in unfamilar territory and did not know how much further it was to the summit. Which sometimes can make it hard to keep going mentally, but I just pedaled and pedaled hoping the top would come soon.
It was not long after this point I ran into a cyclist with a flat tire. I was able to give him some air, and would have given him my tube, but he refused--hope he made it down okay, because that was his 3rd/4th flat of the day. While he was patching his tire I learned it was not much further to the top--yeah, I was almost there! Jen sheepdogged back down, and we went back to the top to take some quick pictures and head down to South Fork.
After South Fork, I was opted out of doing Squaws Peak. It was pretty hot, and the thought of going up in the heat of the day was not appealing. So Jen and I rode down to the Provo River trailhead, and I rode home. Surprising enough when I got home I was not too tired. I quickly did yoga stretches to help prevent undue soreness, and then spent the rest of the day going out and playing with the family. Today I feel pretty good which gives me hope I could probably do this ride sometime again.
I was excited about the ride, but a little tenative. I was riding with Jen who is much faster than me, and I knew there was no way I would keep up with her. Also, the plan was not to just ride the loop, but South Fork and Squaws Peak. I figured I could ride the loop, and probably South Fork, but Squaws Peak was on the we'll wait and see list.
We started out early in the morning, but ended up being delayed by almost 30 minutes due to my forgetfulness....I forgot the shammy butter! Lucky for me my husband was home and was willing to bring it to me. Unfortunately he did not understand I was at 400 East in Lindon/PG and went to 400 E in Orem. There was some waiting, phone calls, and more waiting, but I eventually got the shammy butter. Thanks goodness, because I think there would have been a lot of pain without it.
The ride was great, and I was much slower than Jen as I expected, but being slow has some benefits. Did you know there are purple flowers that grow in random places on the side of the mountain? There is not much shubbery in these spots, which makes seeing the flowers so beautiful.
It was not long after this point I ran into a cyclist with a flat tire. I was able to give him some air, and would have given him my tube, but he refused--hope he made it down okay, because that was his 3rd/4th flat of the day. While he was patching his tire I learned it was not much further to the top--yeah, I was almost there! Jen sheepdogged back down, and we went back to the top to take some quick pictures and head down to South Fork.
At South Fork we filled up our water bottles and took off to the top. The plan this time was for Jen to go up and I would catch her on the way down. Guess what I was not too far behind and ended up going all the way to the top. I was surprised how easy South Fork was, I seemed to zip right up to the top and was surprised how quickly I got there. I am sure I was not that fast, but it sure did feel fast.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Another Birthday
Someone had a birthday this week. I think my the smiles we can say it was a good day.
Opening presents.
How much money can she grab???
$41 play dollars.
Spin on the prize wheel.
The prize.
Skating
Group photo.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Awww Solitude
That's what my husband said when he saw my race wounds. They're almost identical to last years wounds, but not quite as bad. I felt good before the start of todays race which has been rare this season. I was looking forward to doing well, however my start was not an indicator of starting well. We started out and the group was well ahead of me within less than a minute. Just as I reached the single track I let 2 beginning men in front of me, knowing I would be slow on the hills......oops, my mistake. They were a little slow going down the switchbacks and then we hit the little climb and neither of them could clear the rocks. I ended up off my bike and having to go around them. One of them was faster than me getting on his bike and took off, I ended up passing him on the next section. Lesson learned.
The bobble at the first put me much further behind my group, lucky me when I hit the hill climb I did see Lauren, and that was the way it was the entire climb. I kept in mind the whole time that this is only the first lap and anything could happen. The climb on the full lap is long and in places steep. My heart did not like the top of the climb and I had a few incidents, but luckily I was with Aaron (Racers) and Ryan (UMB) at the top, and they kept me going at a reasonable steady pace, and were there if I needed it.
The downhill for the upper loop was in awesome condition thanks to the rain we got the night before. This made for an excellent downhill riding, and finally I was riding downhill well. I was going fast and smooth and there was no hesitation as I rode. I hit the down on the lower loop, and who should I see but Angelica with a flat. She had her bike ready to go in case she got a tube, unfortunately for her she has 26 inch wheels and I have 29 so I couldn't help her out. I then came around the bend and there was Lauren. She had crashed hard. I slowed down to see if she needed help, and she told me to keep riding. I continued down stunned I had just passed 2 women in my field--anything can happen at a race.
I continued on the next lap tired , but kept a steady pace. When there is no one to chase it is hard to go hard, and even if there was someone to race I can't push any harder than I was going. I rode up to the top of the climb hit the road looked back for some reason and who should I see Angelica (that girl is fast). I gave Ryan a grumbled remark about now I would really have to push it and took off. I know Angelica is faster than me climbing, so my goal was to get into the downhill first and hopefully leave her behind.
I pulled into the down hill first, but Angelica was right no my tire. You could hear our tires skidding the corners as we headed down the hill. I kept the lead for a short time and then she cut in on the inside and pulled in front of me. We stayed tire to tire until we came to a sharp right turn into the trees. I did not see the sign showing the turn. Angelica made the turn, I went straight--curse words! I got back on track and pushed to go catch her. I was sure I could get her. I was riding fast when I hit a rocky section with many large loose rocks. My front wheel hit one of those rocks and skidded out. There was nothing I could do and ended up crashing up the embakment and into trees and bushes. This crash hurt. I got up and rode, but was a little shaken. I did not see Angelica until after the finish.
Although I didn't get to race Angelica all the way down the hill it sure was fun to be able to race someone. Most races I don't see anyone in my group and racing becomes more of a thought than an action. My crash left some good marks on my arm, but at least there is no blood like last year.
The bobble at the first put me much further behind my group, lucky me when I hit the hill climb I did see Lauren, and that was the way it was the entire climb. I kept in mind the whole time that this is only the first lap and anything could happen. The climb on the full lap is long and in places steep. My heart did not like the top of the climb and I had a few incidents, but luckily I was with Aaron (Racers) and Ryan (UMB) at the top, and they kept me going at a reasonable steady pace, and were there if I needed it.
The downhill for the upper loop was in awesome condition thanks to the rain we got the night before. This made for an excellent downhill riding, and finally I was riding downhill well. I was going fast and smooth and there was no hesitation as I rode. I hit the down on the lower loop, and who should I see but Angelica with a flat. She had her bike ready to go in case she got a tube, unfortunately for her she has 26 inch wheels and I have 29 so I couldn't help her out. I then came around the bend and there was Lauren. She had crashed hard. I slowed down to see if she needed help, and she told me to keep riding. I continued down stunned I had just passed 2 women in my field--anything can happen at a race.
I continued on the next lap tired , but kept a steady pace. When there is no one to chase it is hard to go hard, and even if there was someone to race I can't push any harder than I was going. I rode up to the top of the climb hit the road looked back for some reason and who should I see Angelica (that girl is fast). I gave Ryan a grumbled remark about now I would really have to push it and took off. I know Angelica is faster than me climbing, so my goal was to get into the downhill first and hopefully leave her behind.
I pulled into the down hill first, but Angelica was right no my tire. You could hear our tires skidding the corners as we headed down the hill. I kept the lead for a short time and then she cut in on the inside and pulled in front of me. We stayed tire to tire until we came to a sharp right turn into the trees. I did not see the sign showing the turn. Angelica made the turn, I went straight--curse words! I got back on track and pushed to go catch her. I was sure I could get her. I was riding fast when I hit a rocky section with many large loose rocks. My front wheel hit one of those rocks and skidded out. There was nothing I could do and ended up crashing up the embakment and into trees and bushes. This crash hurt. I got up and rode, but was a little shaken. I did not see Angelica until after the finish.
Although I didn't get to race Angelica all the way down the hill it sure was fun to be able to race someone. Most races I don't see anyone in my group and racing becomes more of a thought than an action. My crash left some good marks on my arm, but at least there is no blood like last year.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
I Love My Team Mates
I started out very tentative about racing Snowbird. I guess you could say I have been having a less than positive attitude about racing this last week. I am a very competitive person, and although I joke about being in the back of the pack and I talk about my improvement sometimes you begin to wonder if it is worth it. However, with all of that said I do like to race and I do like pushing myself.
So how was I going to convince myself to go to Snowbird. I did the most logical thing I relied on riding up with a friend. I called Jolene and she was going to race--great now I had someone to ride up with and a way to make sure I would go race.
The night before the race was not what I would call stellar. I did not eat well, I played 2 softball games (pulled my butt muscle at my final game), I did not get to sleep until midnight and of course I woke up 30 minutes earlier than planned at 5:30. "Oh well" I told myself it's not like I was going to do well anyway....still not a very good attitude, glad I was riding with Jolene.
We arrived at the race in good time. We registered got ready, and rode up to the start line. I was going to warm up, but by the time I rode up the hill Ed was calling to stage the race. Not a good way to start a race wtih cold legs. Once again "oh well".
My first lap I ended up in 3rd, but rode not to the best of my abililty. I was bobbling around on the single track and on the downhill I kept braking making the down less than fluid. Coming around for my 2nd lap Keith, Chris and KC were on the sidelines watching people go by. I rode by and I hear Keith telling me to push it pedal faster and catch the guys in front of me. I start to push it pedaled a little bit better and with more determination. I was able to pass 3 guys.
I kept riding, but we hit a small section of down and I still was not riding well--very frustrating. There is a great section of up hill switch backs going up to the top. As I rode these I became fatigued and my heart was definitely feeling worked. I rode, but backed off my pedals. Near the top who should I hear behind me, Keith encouraging me to push and pedal. I did and made it to the down hill road. I started out tenative again, but then Chris blew by me on his bike and I picked up my speed. For some reason my confidence was growing. KC and Keith came by with more words of encouragement and my confidence continued to increase.
I rode down the road okay, not great, but much faster than my 1st lap. I then entered the single track and saw KC in front of me. I like riding behind KC, so my goal was to try and catch her. This time I rode the single track like I know how--no front brake and better rear braking on the turns. I made it all the way down the single track riding much better, all thanks to seeing a teammate in front of me.
As I rounded the chair lift and went up the final real climb Keith was once again encouraging and pushing me along. I kept going and went hard on the single track until finally my legs were too tired to go anymore. I ended the race tired, exhausted and glad I rode better.
I always tell people interested in racing they should join a team. I explain the benefits and usually get a skeptical look. Well Snowbird is proof of what team mates can do to support you. Had it not been for the encouragement as I rode I would have stayed back and kept at a moderate pace, I wouldn't have ridden the down hill well, and I definitely would not have pushed myself to my limits. But thanks to their encouragement I ended like I should have. My time wasn't great, and my attitude still needs some adjusting, but I think that comes with any recovery. In the mean time I took 3rd and I am happy with that.
So how was I going to convince myself to go to Snowbird. I did the most logical thing I relied on riding up with a friend. I called Jolene and she was going to race--great now I had someone to ride up with and a way to make sure I would go race.
The night before the race was not what I would call stellar. I did not eat well, I played 2 softball games (pulled my butt muscle at my final game), I did not get to sleep until midnight and of course I woke up 30 minutes earlier than planned at 5:30. "Oh well" I told myself it's not like I was going to do well anyway....still not a very good attitude, glad I was riding with Jolene.
We arrived at the race in good time. We registered got ready, and rode up to the start line. I was going to warm up, but by the time I rode up the hill Ed was calling to stage the race. Not a good way to start a race wtih cold legs. Once again "oh well".
My first lap I ended up in 3rd, but rode not to the best of my abililty. I was bobbling around on the single track and on the downhill I kept braking making the down less than fluid. Coming around for my 2nd lap Keith, Chris and KC were on the sidelines watching people go by. I rode by and I hear Keith telling me to push it pedal faster and catch the guys in front of me. I start to push it pedaled a little bit better and with more determination. I was able to pass 3 guys.
I kept riding, but we hit a small section of down and I still was not riding well--very frustrating. There is a great section of up hill switch backs going up to the top. As I rode these I became fatigued and my heart was definitely feeling worked. I rode, but backed off my pedals. Near the top who should I hear behind me, Keith encouraging me to push and pedal. I did and made it to the down hill road. I started out tenative again, but then Chris blew by me on his bike and I picked up my speed. For some reason my confidence was growing. KC and Keith came by with more words of encouragement and my confidence continued to increase.
I rode down the road okay, not great, but much faster than my 1st lap. I then entered the single track and saw KC in front of me. I like riding behind KC, so my goal was to try and catch her. This time I rode the single track like I know how--no front brake and better rear braking on the turns. I made it all the way down the single track riding much better, all thanks to seeing a teammate in front of me.
As I rounded the chair lift and went up the final real climb Keith was once again encouraging and pushing me along. I kept going and went hard on the single track until finally my legs were too tired to go anymore. I ended the race tired, exhausted and glad I rode better.
I always tell people interested in racing they should join a team. I explain the benefits and usually get a skeptical look. Well Snowbird is proof of what team mates can do to support you. Had it not been for the encouragement as I rode I would have stayed back and kept at a moderate pace, I wouldn't have ridden the down hill well, and I definitely would not have pushed myself to my limits. But thanks to their encouragement I ended like I should have. My time wasn't great, and my attitude still needs some adjusting, but I think that comes with any recovery. In the mean time I took 3rd and I am happy with that.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
The Final Taming of the Tetons
I kept debating back and forth whether or not to go to Jackson. I couldn't spend any time if I went, the cost of going by myself, going really far to race a race, I know I don't have a chance to place well. Here comes Jessika and Wendy to the rescue--they were willing to car pool and share a room! With cost significatly cut and people to ride with the not placing didn't matter. I guess this means I don't just race to win.
We left Friday morning for Jackson. The ride up was great, it is so much fun to have a girls trip, especially these girls--they know how to have fun. When we got to Jackson we went up and pre-rode the course. It was here we discovered this is going to be the last Jackson race. They are going to turn the trails to downhill trails. It's too bad, because I love the trails, but it is what it is.
Jessika and I had a lot of fun riding the trail. The one thing about riding the trails for fun, you see things you never see while racing. Very beautiful scenery.
Race day was great. The temperature was perfect and the little bit of rain we received that morning made most of the course perfect conditions. I was a little nervous about doing 2 laps for this course. I knew I could do one, and doing a half was doable, but 2 seemed daunting. I started off good, but couldn't keep up my division on the hill climb. After about a mile I lost the gals in my division and was riding with various men in different divisions. This is good, because it is hard for me to push when no one is around, at least with someone I have enough pride to not back down--at least on the first lap.
The first lap went well, except I rode like a little girl on the down hill. It was a bit frustrating, but I decided it really didn't matter too much. We came off the down hill and there in front of me was "the hill". I took a deep breath and rode until my heart said stop. Lucky for me it was about 3/4 of the way up the hill. After the hill there is one mile left of down hill, and then you circle back around for the 2nd lap.
There was not rush for me to as I went through the 2nd lap, because I was tired! From here out it was no longer a race, but a ride I needed to complete. Thank goodness for all the people cheering as I rode. Lucy's husband was awesome. I heard him a couple of times cheering which totally helped me pedal my bike and keep going.
My 2nd lap I ended up stopping several times to let people pass, and in general was pretty beat. By the time I got to the down hill something happened and I was able to ride much better on the down than my first lap. I rode about the same on "the hill", and was sooo glad when I finished.
I finished my 2nd lap tired and trashed, but happy I finished. It turns out I took 6th out of 8th, which I feel pretty good about. I also had a faster 1st lap this year than last, so I am getting stronger. Now if I can just get the strength down to do 2 laps strong. :-)
We left Friday morning for Jackson. The ride up was great, it is so much fun to have a girls trip, especially these girls--they know how to have fun. When we got to Jackson we went up and pre-rode the course. It was here we discovered this is going to be the last Jackson race. They are going to turn the trails to downhill trails. It's too bad, because I love the trails, but it is what it is.
Jessika and I had a lot of fun riding the trail. The one thing about riding the trails for fun, you see things you never see while racing. Very beautiful scenery.
Jessika on the pre-ride
Me on the trail.
What a view.
The first lap went well, except I rode like a little girl on the down hill. It was a bit frustrating, but I decided it really didn't matter too much. We came off the down hill and there in front of me was "the hill". I took a deep breath and rode until my heart said stop. Lucky for me it was about 3/4 of the way up the hill. After the hill there is one mile left of down hill, and then you circle back around for the 2nd lap.
There was not rush for me to as I went through the 2nd lap, because I was tired! From here out it was no longer a race, but a ride I needed to complete. Thank goodness for all the people cheering as I rode. Lucy's husband was awesome. I heard him a couple of times cheering which totally helped me pedal my bike and keep going.
My 2nd lap I ended up stopping several times to let people pass, and in general was pretty beat. By the time I got to the down hill something happened and I was able to ride much better on the down than my first lap. I rode about the same on "the hill", and was sooo glad when I finished.
I finished my 2nd lap tired and trashed, but happy I finished. It turns out I took 6th out of 8th, which I feel pretty good about. I also had a faster 1st lap this year than last, so I am getting stronger. Now if I can just get the strength down to do 2 laps strong. :-)
Thanks for taking the pic' Jess.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Best One Yet
I woke Saturday morning not sure if I was going to go to the race or not. I wasn't sure if it would hurt me or not to race. I had tried to find someone to car pool with that way I could blame going to the race on car pooling, but that didn't pan out. So early Saturday morning I was riding around the neighborhood in my pjs determining if I hurt too much to ride. Riding around the neighborhood was easy, so I made the decision to go, and I am so glad I did.
Conditions for the race were great--nice weather, tacky trail, what more cold you ask for. My laps went great. I felt good the whole time, I kept hydrated like I needed to, I kept my nutrition up, and I made it through the race. Yes, my legs got tired, but near the end where you would expect them to. Yes, my heart rate did it's normal thing, but near the end not during the entire race. Best of all I out did my time from last year! I was faster on both my laps versus the one lap I did last year. I finally am making improvement. I have a long ways to go before I really get up to the Sport Division level, but this race showed me I am headed in the right direction.
Conditions for the race were great--nice weather, tacky trail, what more cold you ask for. My laps went great. I felt good the whole time, I kept hydrated like I needed to, I kept my nutrition up, and I made it through the race. Yes, my legs got tired, but near the end where you would expect them to. Yes, my heart rate did it's normal thing, but near the end not during the entire race. Best of all I out did my time from last year! I was faster on both my laps versus the one lap I did last year. I finally am making improvement. I have a long ways to go before I really get up to the Sport Division level, but this race showed me I am headed in the right direction.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Deer Valley Icup - The Tree
I love the Deer Valley race, but I am beginning to think it does not like me. Last year was the incident with Mandy, and now this year.
The race was postponed to Wednesday, which I thought was going to work out fine for me until Tuesday night when I received a reminder call I had to see the doctor and needed to fast for the visit. Fasting is never good for me. With my Vasovagal Syncope I get dehyrdrated rather quickly. When I fast the dehyrdration gets pretty bad, I get very dizzy and light headed and the vasovagal gets worse--meaning I am more likely to pass out and my blood pressure gets dangerously low.
I fasted Wednesday for my doctor visit, but did not get to eat until noon. By the time I got home I was feeling sick, dizzy and dehydrated. I ate when I got home drank 2 bottles of G2 Gatorade, and then ended up going to sleep until 3 pm, just because I didn't feel well.
When I woke up I felt okay, but still dehydrated. I drank up until about an hour before the race, but was still dehyrdrated when we started the race. I wasn't too worried, but hoped it would not affect me during the race.
The race started out in the wind and a light rain. Standing on the start line was not so great, but as soon we got started I didn't notice the rain or the wind. The initial climb up the road was brutually hard. My legs were hurting, I kept hoping it would stop, but they didn't, and then as we were curving around the bend in the road my right quad cramped. I didn't want to get off my bike and walk, but it hurt so bad I finally decided my pride would have to deal with me walking the bike.
I walked my bike to where the road levels out, and then got back on and rode up the hill. I lost a lot of space from my division here, so I was hoping I would make it up on the down hill. The trail was in great condition, so I was able to ride fast on the down hill and a lot of riders were very gracious and pulled over so I could pass them. I appreciate this.
I eventually came upon 2 beginner riders that would not let me pass. One tried, but my pass put me into a tree, so I couldn't get by. After that they just would not let me pass. I had to keep braking on the switchbacks, and more than once swore. I let them know I wasn't swearing at them, but at my frustration. However, my frustration was being slowed down and not being able to get closer to my group.
There were a few downed trees and branches on the trail. One you had to duck under while you were riding. One you actually had to get off your bike and go over or under whatever you chose to do. I was hoping here the two riders would let me pass, but no go. By this time I was getting pretty frustrated, as was the rider behind me. Both of us could have gone a lot faster, and it is always frustrating when you can go faster than someone and they will not let you by. *Note to other riders, typically when someone asks to pass this means they can go faster than you and you are holding them up.
After the downed tree we continued to ride, and I kept looking for a place to pass. I don't know if I was busy concentrating on trying to pass, or what, but all of the sudden I hit a turn and there was a tree partially slanted down into the trail. I saw the tree and then bam I hit it! All I remember is my back whipping back into an arc, and ending off by bike--I am really surprised I didn't break my back with the way I hit the tree. Brayden (UMB) was behind me, and I am sure he could give a much better description of what happened. I heard him gasp when I hit, and I remember him asking if I was okay. I told him I was okay grabbed by bike and took off.
I continued to ride, and as I rode I noticed blood coming down both my legs. Since I am on Plavix and Asprin, I figured I would bleed the whole time,and I did. I continued to ride and caught back up to my two riders. We were almost to the bottom, so I just decided to be patient and wait. We hit the open switchback and I crashed. I ended up going face forward. Brayden was not far behind and asked if I was okay. I waved him on and just sat there very frustrated. Aaron (Racers) rode by and gave me some good words of wisdom, and I got back on my bike and started to ride.
Unfortunately I discovered my back was really hurting from my crash as well as the rest of my body. I have ridden injured before, and I have done other sports injured, and I have never quit because of an injury. On this race I actually wanted to quit I was hurting so bad. I was thinking about taking the 12 and under and getting a DNF. I never would have thought of doing this before, but my body hurt, and riding uphill made my back hurt pretty bad. I kept telling my self it did not hurt, but it didn't help.
I mulled over my options and then decided not to quit. There was only one other Mad Dog rider in Sport Women, which meant I could earn us team points, so I went forward and rode. Eventually the race ended, and I missed out on an oppurtunity to get some cash. I was so busy looking for a place to ride around the mud I missed the cash handout....bummer.
Today I am at home resting my back and my wounds--I feel like I was in a car accident, but nothing too serious. Although Deer Valley race course seems to bring about some bad karma I still love this course and this race--there's always next year.
The race was postponed to Wednesday, which I thought was going to work out fine for me until Tuesday night when I received a reminder call I had to see the doctor and needed to fast for the visit. Fasting is never good for me. With my Vasovagal Syncope I get dehyrdrated rather quickly. When I fast the dehyrdration gets pretty bad, I get very dizzy and light headed and the vasovagal gets worse--meaning I am more likely to pass out and my blood pressure gets dangerously low.
I fasted Wednesday for my doctor visit, but did not get to eat until noon. By the time I got home I was feeling sick, dizzy and dehydrated. I ate when I got home drank 2 bottles of G2 Gatorade, and then ended up going to sleep until 3 pm, just because I didn't feel well.
When I woke up I felt okay, but still dehydrated. I drank up until about an hour before the race, but was still dehyrdrated when we started the race. I wasn't too worried, but hoped it would not affect me during the race.
The race started out in the wind and a light rain. Standing on the start line was not so great, but as soon we got started I didn't notice the rain or the wind. The initial climb up the road was brutually hard. My legs were hurting, I kept hoping it would stop, but they didn't, and then as we were curving around the bend in the road my right quad cramped. I didn't want to get off my bike and walk, but it hurt so bad I finally decided my pride would have to deal with me walking the bike.
I walked my bike to where the road levels out, and then got back on and rode up the hill. I lost a lot of space from my division here, so I was hoping I would make it up on the down hill. The trail was in great condition, so I was able to ride fast on the down hill and a lot of riders were very gracious and pulled over so I could pass them. I appreciate this.
I eventually came upon 2 beginner riders that would not let me pass. One tried, but my pass put me into a tree, so I couldn't get by. After that they just would not let me pass. I had to keep braking on the switchbacks, and more than once swore. I let them know I wasn't swearing at them, but at my frustration. However, my frustration was being slowed down and not being able to get closer to my group.
There were a few downed trees and branches on the trail. One you had to duck under while you were riding. One you actually had to get off your bike and go over or under whatever you chose to do. I was hoping here the two riders would let me pass, but no go. By this time I was getting pretty frustrated, as was the rider behind me. Both of us could have gone a lot faster, and it is always frustrating when you can go faster than someone and they will not let you by. *Note to other riders, typically when someone asks to pass this means they can go faster than you and you are holding them up.
After the downed tree we continued to ride, and I kept looking for a place to pass. I don't know if I was busy concentrating on trying to pass, or what, but all of the sudden I hit a turn and there was a tree partially slanted down into the trail. I saw the tree and then bam I hit it! All I remember is my back whipping back into an arc, and ending off by bike--I am really surprised I didn't break my back with the way I hit the tree. Brayden (UMB) was behind me, and I am sure he could give a much better description of what happened. I heard him gasp when I hit, and I remember him asking if I was okay. I told him I was okay grabbed by bike and took off.
I continued to ride, and as I rode I noticed blood coming down both my legs. Since I am on Plavix and Asprin, I figured I would bleed the whole time,and I did. I continued to ride and caught back up to my two riders. We were almost to the bottom, so I just decided to be patient and wait. We hit the open switchback and I crashed. I ended up going face forward. Brayden was not far behind and asked if I was okay. I waved him on and just sat there very frustrated. Aaron (Racers) rode by and gave me some good words of wisdom, and I got back on my bike and started to ride.
Unfortunately I discovered my back was really hurting from my crash as well as the rest of my body. I have ridden injured before, and I have done other sports injured, and I have never quit because of an injury. On this race I actually wanted to quit I was hurting so bad. I was thinking about taking the 12 and under and getting a DNF. I never would have thought of doing this before, but my body hurt, and riding uphill made my back hurt pretty bad. I kept telling my self it did not hurt, but it didn't help.
I mulled over my options and then decided not to quit. There was only one other Mad Dog rider in Sport Women, which meant I could earn us team points, so I went forward and rode. Eventually the race ended, and I missed out on an oppurtunity to get some cash. I was so busy looking for a place to ride around the mud I missed the cash handout....bummer.
Today I am at home resting my back and my wounds--I feel like I was in a car accident, but nothing too serious. Although Deer Valley race course seems to bring about some bad karma I still love this course and this race--there's always next year.
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1st pic of the wounds.
A view of some of the wounds.
Right leg-I am guessing the front cartridge did this.
What you can't see are 3 small puncture wounds--I think they caused the most bleeding.
Those of us who stuck it out for podium.
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