Yesterday was CORC’s monthly XC race with this one being based at Kowen Forrest. Kowen as some of you will know is the old location of the Mont 24hr race. It hasn’t been held here for a number of years, and from looking at the condition of some of the trails looks mainly as though it’s the domain of the throttle jockeys these days.
Due to the cold weather of late, I rocked up as soon as the gates were open to get a couple of laps in pre-race and to try and warm-up. I used to be an asthmatic when I was younger and the cold weather still can affect my lungs if I’m not careful and try and race without a proper warm-up.
When I was doing my first lap, the trail fairy was out checking that all the signage was still in place so every time I would pop out onto the fire road he would be waiting and ask me whether the signs were still there. I tried turning is into a bit of a race but apparently a 4wd on the fire road is quicker then me on the MTB as I never beat him to any on the junctions.
Riding the course, there were sections that were so fresh they looked like they had only been cut the previous week. I was glad I pre-rode the course to get a feel of it, as it came in handy come race time. It was really rough and rooty and I was questioning my wisdom of using the hard tail.
Lining up on the front row of and gun goes, and I screw the start by not getting my foot in properly and end up coming into the single track in about 6th or so…after under cutting 3 people into the first corner. Through the first rooty section and I getting a pounding, trying to stay loose, but it’s real hard. Out the other side and onto the first and longest fire road section, and time to wind it up jumping past two riders along this 400m section.
So up into third and it stays this way through the next two single track sections till we hit the single pinch climb on the course. I open the taps and punch it up the climb passing the two riders in front and manage to gap them going in the next section. Then we start hitting the traffic! Ever since I have started MTBing I have made it a point to always call “Rider back” when hitting traffic and not barge past slower riders. I have been on the receiving end before and know that a little bit of courteously goes a long way to making a clean pass. Also I try and make the call loud and anticipate the direction that the riders going to move so as to get the job done as quickly as possible.
I think that’s the reason that I managed to open up a gap back to the chasing riders through the next lap and half. I also was basically doing efforts jumping from one slow rider to the next and then try and recover. I also was going hard on the fire roads to try and add extra distance back.
I as I mentioned it took about a lap and half before the chasers got back on terms. By this stage I was so far in the Hurt Box it wasn’t funny. First one, then two, and finally three came past. I went from floating over the roots to feeling like I was bouncing off every since one. It was close to lights out. I decided given how far gone I was, if I could hold onto a top five finish I would be happy. I couldn’t see or hear anyone behind, but I kept the pressure on for the final lap. I found a bit of a rabbit to chase in Big Jase who ended up having a bit of a nightmare race. I finally caught and passed him with about 1.2k to go of the lap.
Sum of the NumbersFrom examining the power tap file, the numbers were spot on for 80mins with an average of just on 270 watts. From looking at the graph you can see the spot where I hit the lead and my heart rate topped out at 182bpm.
The Aftermath Finishing the race my legs were screwed! They haven't been this sore in months. They felt like the day after a four hour road race. Todays Monday and no riding today, the wife is giving me a leg rub later to try and remove some of the crap from the muscles.