Caution, long recap.
- Not great.
- It wasn’t fun or cool.
I probably should’ve given this race a little bit more attention, but it wasn’t an A race for me. Really, it was barely a B race as it pertains to my training and schedule. I had just finished short power build high volume (for the second time this year) and the Shenandoah 100 fell at the end of week one of XCO Specialty (which was also for the second time this year). I did a ramp test on Tuesday which I felt a bit of fatigue going in even after I had a the recovery week just prior. The Ramp Test resulted in my FTP going down a couple percent (4% from earlier peak) not to mention I was up about 6-7 pounds. I tried to put that out of my mind and to taper the remainder of the week going into the weekend. Come race day though, I felt like I was carrying a bit of fatigue both physically and mentally. I had already been looking forward to the end of my race season for the past few weeks, which is a clear sign to me that I’m in need of a break as my fitness is trending down. That being said, I was with my cycling team and happy to be doing the event with friends. My planning, nutrition and gear prep was all spot on and I wouldn’t change a thing regarding that if I did it again. My training leading into it could have been much better though if I was looking for a good finish time.
Excuses aside, the race started and the 4 of us made an effort to get ahead of the crowd. We said we would try to stay together as a team for as long as we could and let the second half of the race determine who had how much left and then push on at their own pace. Only 11:00 minutes into the race as we made the left to the first climb, some dude decided to cross all riders, hit the back wheel of my buddy and crash right in front of me. I wasn’t able to stop so I ran into his back and landed in the bushes. It was a relatively soft landing but enough to tweak the muscle next to my shin bone. I was pretty annoyed since we had like 97 miles still to go, but was able to quickly gather myself and get together back with the group. First climb was fine but we got stuck in the conga line which resulted in a bit of hiking.
Past Aid #1 around an hour and we we off until my buddy realized he had a puncture likely from the descent. We all stopped to help him fix it then continued on. Climb #2 is where it really sucked. I was prepared for hiking, but not this much
! Over 20+ mins of hiking that skyrocketed my heart rate. I hate, hate, hate forced long hike-a-bike. Not only do they beat me up (because I don’t train for it) but it really annoys me. I want to race/ride my bike, not push it up a hill. Not to mention it was a conga line of slow hiking with nowhere to pass. This was kinda the beginning of the end. I could tell my body didn’t like the hike. The second decent went fine but I could tell I was out of rhythm and couldn’t find the flow. I felt like I was fighting the trail and wasn’t able to settle in. I think I had a couple minor washouts as well. Eventually it ended and we made it to Aid #2.
Making it to Aid# 2 took longer than expected (3:28), so I was a bit behind on water and nutrition since I packed for 3 hours. The team had got separated on the hike then descent, but we regrouped at Aid#2. We had to wait a bit longer than we wanted to as our last team member was even further back. But we left as a group and I soon realized that my chain sounded horrible. Horrible like every bit of lube had been washed off and it was in jeopardy of snapping off my bike. We had no lube so we were lubing it with water periodically from my buddy’s Camelbak.
We were separated on the next climb and descent and this time the front 2 pushed through Aid #3. I ended up alone at #3 but as I was about to leave I saw my buddy. I planned on skipping #3, but since he arrived and wanted to refill bottles, I waited but tried to rush him. We wasted at least 5 minutes but we rolled out together towards the 4th hill. Now the team was 2 groups of 2. I was having an off day and was part of the second set as the front guys were pushing too fast, but my other teammate was a bit to slow. We were both struggling with cramps into hill 4 but he was worse off than me. He also noticed my rear wheel was wobbly. I pressed on and at some point dropped him somewhere on the climb as we saw more than 15+ mins of hiking
. I was in a bad mood and place mentally not to mention my fitness either didn’t show up or I was cooked for the season. I think I had a couple more minor washouts in this downhill with one sending me OTB.
I rolled into Aid#4 at around 7 hours and was already 1+ hours behind my expected pace. I was fighting cramps and in a bad mood. My rear wheel was wobbly, my chain was clunky and between the two I could feel weird vibrations through the pedals. To make it worse I had broken off the top Boa dial on my left shoe so my foot was barely holding on. In Aid #4 I asked the mechanic to tape my shoe on my foot and try to fix my rear wheel. After about 10-15 mins he did what he could but said the issue was inside the hub. He said it was safe to ride so I just got ready to start the Death Climb. Since the mechanical took so long my buddy caught back up with me. I waited for him so we could do the Death Climb together but again tried to rush him out of the Aid station. With me being in such a piss poor mood I dropped my GoPro in my drop bag ( It only had an hour of battery remaining anyways). I was supposed to only take 2 bottles up the Death Climb but I packed 3 thinking it would take me longer than expected. At this point my attitude was whatever anyways.
The Death Climb was under 2 hours and I rolled out Aid #5 around the 9 hour mark. The Killing Fields were fine and as I approached the Shenduro decent I found myself sliding off the trail within the first 50 yards (too much front brake). I had to focus myself since I’d just been climbing for almost 3 hours, had 83+ miles and almost 10 hours already working against me. Once I refocused the descent went fine I guess but it was sketchy as hell in spots. I can’t believe they’d put that descent in an XC race towards the end. It’s just asking for something to go wrong. Luckily I made it through safely and rode right through Aid #6.
I was alone again as I passed my buddy on the previous Shenduro descent. The end was near but unfortunately I had to reclimb that stupid gravel hill again. I couldn’t remember how long it took in the beginning of the race but I thought it was close to an hour. That affected my pace as I was surprised to finish it in half that time. Ugh, that sucked.
Finished in 11:29. If it weren’t for the mechanicals it would have been easily sub 11:00 and maybe on a good day with proper training/tapering into it I could get closer to 10:00. However that would have to be a priority race and would take away my main focus/training which is for XCO (1:30-2:00 hour races). I don’t need to do that race again as it wasn’t fun, the four of us all felt the same. I want to ride my bike not push it up hills. Not to mention only 1 or 2 of the descents were enjoyable and there was way too much gravel. Actual enjoyable Singletrack was quite minimal to be honest so what’s the point
. It’s not my kind of race and certainly not something I’d travel 9 hours to do again. I’ll stick to races closer to home and the Mohican 100 is probably my next challenge for 2022.