Today was the Fat Tire Festival. I was nervous as it approached. My two lap ride a few days ago left me sore in my lower back and quads. It wasn't until this morning that the soreness was mostly gone. I was also concerned with riding 3 laps, the trail conditions after the rain yesterday and this morning, riding a unicycle at a mountain bike event, and my usual race jitters.
It was about 70°F, but the humidity started high. Despite racing Sport class (3 laps), I started behind the Beginners (1 lap) to avoid them all passing me. I passed a few within the first climb, but they passed me soon after. In my first lap I had a few more UPDs than I did in my test runs. I blamed it on race jitters, the humidity, and wet trail. There were a variations to what I expected the course to be, the most significant being the climb up Helix. I think they somehow connected Helix and an adjacent trail or something, adding more length. For a switchback climb that might be better: more horizontal distance up the same vertical distance means less grade. But in this case the additional trail had significant ups and downs. So I was outputting more effort than expected and found myself having to hike more than I like, though still not much.
Lap two was as I expected. The fatigue was hitting my lower back and I questioned why I was there. At some point I was considering my excuses for not doing a third lap. I passed by one of the race marshals standing out on the trail, who knew I was doing 3 laps, he said something like, "Keep going, you got one more lap in you!" That and the other encouragement helped. At the start/finish line I sure got a lot of attention each time I came through. Jonah, the announcer, psyched up the crowd for me and I got much applause and praise. That also helped me push on. I felt like the humidity drop some, so that was good.
A moment that stands out to me was on lap 2 when I was going down West World. It's a downhill and has several log steps and tight technical turns. After the steps, a mountain biker was approaching from behind. He exclaimed his amazement that I was actually riding this all on one wheel, and we conversed for a few seconds as I successfully rode it. I'm not out there looking for attention like an entertainer, but I very much appreciate someone who genuinely praises the skill I've worked at, because they are on the trail and can understand the difficulty. I got a lot of praise from other riders as I let them pass.
Lap three was painful. The fatigue doesn't just hurt, it makes my reactions slower and I get sloppy, making stupid mistakes. My quads were threatening to cramp on the steeper hills. Towards the end I had to give up a few intermediate climbs to avoid it. I got an especially loud greeting as I crossed the finish line. I think I was the last to cross, including the 5 lap Experts.
My laps were about as expected, 45-50 minutes each.
Amy came with me and helped volunteer at the finish area. It's always nice to have my own podium girl waiting for me at the finish.
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