Rain was in the forecast and when we rolled into Chelsea it was pouring so hard I could barely see the road. We were all giving each other the side-eye, wondering what we were going to do if it kept up. As we pulled into the fairgrounds, the rain started to let up. We registered and ate some donuts.

As we were registering someone came in and exclaimed that the rain was over Lansing now and would clear up in 30 minutes. He was right. We headed out in a tiny drizzle and by the time we made it to the first stoplight it had stopped. The forecast from that point on was saying clear skies, and that’s just what we got.

About 8-10 miles in we hooked up with a group which included a tandem. We hammered in the paceline to the 25 mile mark, each pulling at around 22mph. We all took long turns pulling ‘casue it was the only way to stay dry. The water on the pavement was rooster-tailing off the tire in front of us, spraying our faces with dirty water. It was gross, but still fun to crank out the first quarter.

I dropped off at the first hard climb and met up with the guys soon after. We stopped for a rest, during which the sky really opened up and the sun was shining beautifully. We headed out for the next 25 in high spirits. As the sun got hotter it became harder to keep fluids in my body.

We rolled into the lunch stop feeling pretty good. Half way through, we ate some food and enjoyed the band. Before we headed back out I checked my rear wheel which had a patched tube. It was definitely loosing air, so I expected a flat at some point before the end of the ride. Of course, about 12 miles from the 3rd stop, my tire went flat. I did a quick change just as the SAG vehicle pulled a U-Turn and came by to check on us. The guy was great, checking the pressure and topping it off with a floor pump. We dragged ourselves to the next stop as we started to feel more and more exhausted.

We took our time at the final stop. We had just under 25 miles left and we were feeling it for sure. One we got some fluids and fuel, we headed out for the rest of the ride. The hills got me on this leg. I ended up crawling up and down each hill for the next 20 miles. At mile 93, I was struggling mentally and physically and felt the need to pull over. At that point I decided to get things done ASAP, so I put my head down and hammered out the last 7 miles. I went flying by Tom and Jer, who were well ahead of me. Jer caught up and passed me as Tom made is way up over the last 5 miles. With 1 mile to go, we started goofing off and tried sprinting to the finish.

As we came around one of the final turns Tom hit a patch of sand and went down hard. He tore his jersey and picked up some road rash on his shoulder, leg and hand. He bumped his head on the pavement and put a dent in his helmet. His bike was a bit twisted but nothing cracked or broken. He did end up with a tiny fracture on his wrist and will be wearing a light-weight brace for a couple of weeks. Sorry bro! :(

That was the last ride on the BMC Streetfire SSX that I’ve been riding over the last year. Here’s a pic from a few days after I picked it up:

2007 BMC Streetfire SSX

It’s an AWESOME bike, but not versatile enough. Where I live there are few shoulders and lots of dirt roads, so it was a once in a while bike. I was also commuting on a converted mountain bike, which wasn’t ideal. I decided to sell the mountain bike and part out the BMC to set up this rig:

It is also AWESOME. I was on the fence for a while about selling the BMC, but the more I ride the Surly the less I wonder if I’ll miss the road bike. It rides like a dream. With the big 40c tires it feels more like a 29er than a 700c road bike. It handles the gravel pathways and dirt roads with ease, and rolls quickly over hard pack and pavement. It’s obviously heavier than the BMC by a lot, but I love the versatility and utility of such a bike. So far I’m in love with it.

The new bike has sparked interest in touring and more heavy-duty commuting. Due to this newly found interest, my wife and I will be doing an experiment during the month of August to see if we can make do with one car and our bikes. We will put one car in “storage” and rely on a single car, with the bike making up a lot of the transportation throughout the month.

This probably wouldn’t seem like a great feat to folks used to riding in the city or bike-friendly communities, but we live in Metro Detroit (aka MOTOR CITY). I work 20 miles from where I live, and the roads here are not exactly bike friendly. I’m excited to see how far I can push relying on my bike in this environment. How will my body react? Will I find it too difficult, or will I be inspired to continue it into the early fall months? What will I learn about myself and my community, and my family’s ability to rely on less? I’m excited to find some answers to these questions and will be sharing them here as often as possible.

Still confused? Let me put it this way: if Lumberjack is a little person with lustrous hair, a thick moustache and an eyepatch, and I’m a prison inmate, this is the perfect picture of my day at the race:

My prison sentence ended after 50 miles on the tough course. The first lap I felt great. I was riding at a comfortable speed and would meet the cutoff if I kept to my timing plan (which did not provide enough breaks). On the second lap I fell apart.  I learned more that day than during the 3 months training for the race. Here’s the curriculum:

1. Eat more
2. Rest more
3. Ride more singletrack

Number 1: Eat More
I didn’t eat enough, plain and simple. I had a nutrition plan that consisted of 1 gel every 30 minutes and a bottle of Sustained Energy ever lap. I just wasn’t enough. Had I eaten a lot more both between laps and during each lap, I wouldn’t have bonked so badly.

I bonked harder that day than I’ve ever bonked before. I walked a large chunk of the 2nd lap, trudging up the sandy hills feeling horrible and wanting to crawl out of there as quickly as possible. It was a horrible experience.

Number 2: Rest More
As you have seen already in this blog entry, I am not a mathematician. I did the math for how long I would have to rest between laps, and I got that math right! Aha! What I miscalculated so poorly was how long I would NEED to break between laps, not how much time would simply be provided. I came in around 3 hours for lap 1, which left me 20 minutes to rest before lap 2. That was not enough. I left for lap 2 feeling like jello, and it only got worse.

Number 3: Ride More Singletrack
While I pulled of 94 miles two weeks before the race, the ride consisted of a mix of singletrack trails and connectors (roads, bike paths, etc). Those connectors played a huge factor in those 94 miles. I was able to rest and recover on those connectors. When you’re riding nothing but singletrack mile after mile, there is nowhere for your body to recover. It’s constantly adapting to the trail.

This not only fatigues the body, but also the mind. When you sit and recover on a flat piece of doubletrack, you build confidence and your mind can rest. When it’s singletrack for hours/miles, you have to be ON THE BALL. Letting the mind stray can result in a nasty crash.

I walked off the course barely able to think. I was done and I knew it, and it tore me apart. I wanted this race to go so much better, and it didn’t. I dropped off my stuff and went to have a moment in the rest room. I let out months of stress and disappointment.

I returned to the tent, changed, and immediately went up to grab a beer and some food. Twenty minutes later, I was back to my old self. I chatted it up with the other teammates that decided to bail and we all decided it was the right choice. We enjoyed the rest of the day in the sun, drinking beer and cheering on teammates and other racers. It was a blast.

That night we ordered four pizzas and sat around the fire talking shit and deciding whether or not to try again next year. I hesitated then, but I have since decided that I will likely try again a year from now. I want to finish that race, and the only way to know what you’re up against is to try. Finish or not, I tried, and now I know what I need to do.

I decided to take the rest of July and have some fun on the bike. I’ve sold my commuter and ordered a Surly Cross Check frame, which I will build up with components from my road bike. It will be a combo commuter/roadie that I am sure I will enjoy just as much or more than my road bike and commuter combined. July 25 is the treefarm relay, which is always a treat. After that is the Stony Enduranace 6/12 hour race which I plan to hit full force.

It’s nice to have a break from training and still have goals in mind. I’m excited about the new bike and the planned races to come. While my Lumberjack disappointment put a dark cloud on one of the most anticipated races of the year, I enjoyed the trip.

Of the four bikes now in my posession (a number my wife did not agree to but alas, I am a ninja of the mind), this is the bike that will be ridden the most this year. It is my newest (for now! see below…) steed and I am in love with it. Not in the same way that I am in love with my wife. This type of love involves staring and daydreaming about our future together… which now that I think of it is very similar to how I fell in love with my wife…

Anyway, of the 50 miles spent on this bike thusfar, I can already say it is my favorite bike. It fits like a glove, although the standover is a wee bit higher than my last ride (omg omg again, see below!). This will surely result in many a testicle being assaulted when I bail on that rock garden at Maybury… again. That’s what I get for making a joke involving the male anatomy.

I’ve never ridden a full suspension bike before, so naturally my first encounter with this magical feat of engineering was nothing short of “OMG”. The bumps just disappear. The curbs I used to test the suspension usually jar me to my core if I don’t stand up. Needless to say, they shall jar no more.

I had been concerned about my cadence and how it might affect my ride on such a bike. I’m not very graceful, so I tend to mash. I’ve heard this causes quite a bounce on a FS bike, and I was a little worried that I would be riding a trampoline. I was relieved to find that, while some bounce was present, I wasn’t going to be bucked from the ride.

Everything about this bike is wonderful. By comparison, my last ride – while fun – wasn’t a top-end race bike. I’ve made quite a leap into the next range of equipment, and I’m certain it will make a huge difference. It doesn’t hurt that it’s sexy as hell, either.

Now about the other bike. I know, I’m as excited as you are!

When I tore down the old bike to set up the new one, Daniel (owner of Cycle to Fitness) noticed that my Marlin frame was cracked. Being that it was a Gary Fisher, I knew I had a lifetime warranty on the frame. I wasn’t thrilled since this was going to be my new commuter for the year and the warranty process would affectively hault my commuting for a few weeks until it was sorted out… OR SO I THOUGHT.

I took the bike to RBS to have it warrantied. A few days later they called me up with some very good news: Gary Fisher was not only replacing the frame, but the WHOLE BIKE! A brand new ’09 Marlin is on its way. I’m almost as excited about that as I was about the BMC… almost.

Here’s the new soon-to-be-commuter:

Decked out pics of this thing to come…