24 Hour World Solo's

It has been a few weeks since the World Solo Championships. It has taken me that long to digest what happened. He is a recap:

Thursday: Leave around 8am and drive for 12 hours with the kids (age 5 & 7). Luckily we have a DVD player in there and they are extremely well behaved. We stop somewhere in Kentucky for the night. The drive through Tennessee and Kentucky was quite enjoyable.

Friday: Arrive in Conyers, Georgia around 1pm. Check-in to the La Quinta motel. I call my brother (who is racing as well....he's from Arizona) and tell him where we are and he says it is pronounced "La Keeeenta"....I say whatever...I am Canadian and can say it how I please! We go over to the race site and get our pits set up. Talk to Hendershot for bit and see the Trek guys as well as the other major players. It is going to be exciting. Go to the riders meeting and hear the same story we always do. Some chuckles around the "no collusion" rule....there goes my plan to shadow Eatough for the whole race! :-) We head over to Ruby Tuesdays for dinner which was a mistake (mistake #1). Felt sick the rest of the night and have countless trips to the washroom.

Saturday Morning: Wake up in the morning with a migraine headache. Only brought 1 migraine pill with me and fuss over using it or not. Decided not to (2nd mistake). We head over to Walmart to pick up last minute items and I take a few more trips to their washroom. This isn't good. Get back to our pits and got interviewed by the people doing the 24-Solo documentary about Chris Eatough. I sure hope it makes the movie (I was filmed a few times on course as well).

Saturday Noon: The washroom breaks have subsided thankfully but the headache is still there. How much Ibuprofen can I take at a time? Call up has taken place and I am in the top third of the group to start the Le Mans run. I go pretty hard as I don't want to be last. Things go well until about 3/4 of the way through and I start having trouble. Shouldn't have gone out so hard (mistake #3). I'm not last though (far from it). I hop on the Asylum 29er and head out. Everybody is hammering but I am hanging on. The first half of the course is good singletrack but very bumpy. We head out to the 2nd half of the course....the rocky area. Literally riding on sheets of rock that have little mini pot holes everywhere. It is tough going and keeping momentum is a challenge. Riding along and come to a steep downhill. I see a skull and cross bones....must be a tough drop off but it isn't too bad. After that head straight back up a very steep, incredibly bumpy stretch. I make it about 3/4 of the way up and walk the rest of it. The rest of the lap is pretty uneventful but my time is dismal.

Saturday night - I've been lapped multiple times by the leaders as I mount my light on the bike for the first night lap. My brother and I decide to ride together and it turns out to be a good thing. Half way through the lap (where we pass by close to the pits) his light burns out and my light is almost out. Our 3 hour batteries were lasting 40 mins. We each grab another battery and finish the lap. We put in fresh batteries for our next night lap and sure enough halfway through the lap the lights are out. We head back to the pits....no more batteries left for me. I guess I need a new lighting system (mistake #4). My brother grabs a back up system he brought and finishes the lap. Riding the remainder of the night would be futile so we head back to the hotel for the night.

Sunday Morning: Up at 6am and head back down to the pits. I saddle up...it is a little dark but within about 15 mins it is light enough for no lights (I didn't have one anyways). The race has now come down to my brother and I. He is technically a half lap ahead of me. I got started in the morning first to finish my half lap and then did another lap. He is in the pits. We are tied. I wonder if he will do 1 or 2 more laps. I head out right away and finish my lap just after 11am but hold on to my baton just in case I need to do another lap....I had the energy but wanted to see the winners come across. I go back to our pit and my brother is out on a lap. I go back to the finish line to wait for the winners and he comes through around 11:20am. I don't think he will go for another lap so I watch Chris Eatough come through for 2nd place (poor guy was in tears....I felt so bad for him) and then Craig Gordon come through for 1st (and nearly collapses). It was also cool to see Sue Haywood win. I watched the interviews and then saw my sister in law come by. I ask where my brother is and she said he is on another lap. I look at my watch and think it is 11:45am and I could probably squeeze one more lap in but would need to catch up to my brothers sizeable lead. I am majorlly pissed now and ride back to the pits. Only to find my brother sitting there with his street clothes on. He and his wife thought it was a pretty funny joke and they certainly got me! We had been playing jokes on each other all race (hiding eachothers bikes etc) so he got the last laugh. But I still beat him!

In the end the race didn't go according to plan but I didn't go in with huge expectations. I knew my conditioning was suspect (....I guess that is what happens when you don't ride enough) but I had a great time and thought it was cool riding with some of the stars of this sport.

We packed up on Monday morning and headed to Florida for a well deserved vacation. It was quite eventful as well with the strangest thing happening is me saving the life of a grandma and 2 year old girl from drowning in the hotel pool.

The drive home was awful. We had about 22 hours to cover and drove for about 12 hours the first day with the plan being to stop in Charlotte for the night at 8:30pm. Unfortunately there wasn't a hotel to be found for a 100 miles and we ended up driving until 1am before we found a stinky, smoke filled room with a busted toilet to stay in. The most disappointing thing was having to drive through the Virginia's at night....it is such a nice drive in the daytime. We managed to get home the next day around 4pm and quickly got back to our regular routine.

I have done a few fun rides and plan to get back into the swing of things in a few weeks. Many thanks go out to Wicked Fast Nutrition, Kenda Tires, FSA, Rudy Project and Formula Brakes for supporting me this season. It was a tumultous one but I had a good time none the less.