Monday, September 19, 2005
Jammin at 'Caves -- Are You Experienced?
Saturday's XC race was a severe hammer fest. I couldn't believe how fast Darrin, JP, Tony and Cam took off on the first lap. It may have been one of the fastest starts ever. I was OTB so fast my head was spinning. I was sliding back through the top-10, and finally was starting to stabilize my breathing and heart rate, when Matt T. comes around me and says "hey Gersib, what's wrong?" What's wrong, I think to myself, chuckling. See ya' in about 1/2 lap...
James B. and I had an awesome back-and-forth battle for 6th place for the first two laps of the race. We must've gone back and forth five different times... He'd drop my butt on the climb, and I'd descend like a wildman to get back up to him. It ended when James got a back cramp on the second lap and I was able to make the final pass for 6th place stick -- the place I'd eventually finish in.
Saturday night it got a little rowdy down by the river... I took off to sleep in a warm bed, but apparently Jesse got to practice his PR skills with the park guys -- "Yeah, those guys that were drinking packed up and left sir..." Yeah they did... Sunday afternoon.
Another absolutely beautiful day greeted us Sunday morning. I made the drive back down to 'Caves to find life just beginning to rustle in the compound. Without even ten minutes of warmup, I subjected myself to the worst type of self inflicted pain -- uphill racing. Holy shit that hurt... JP just body slammed the course and pulled off a time of 5:43 -- less than 10 seconds off the course record. Insane. He was on fire all weekend, finishing third in the downhill, and fourth in the xc. Enjoy that sweet trophy buddy!
In downhill practice, I ended up following JP down the course on my second run, and he shocked me with how hard he was pedaling on the flat/uphill sections. I quickly realized that I needed to butch up my approach to the race runs if I was going to factor into the overall running. That thinking led to an unfortunate wipeout in a loose, dusty right hand turn on my first run. It was hard enough that I bent my bike up pretty good (or bad, actually). I switched to my actual DH bike, my Stinky D, which carried me to a 1:59 second run, good enough for fifth place on the day. Not bad, but honestly, I was expecting better.
Mod flashed the trials course, winning that (very fun) event. I totally bumbled the step-up, but otherwise flashed the course for second. After Mod laid down that perfect run, it was clear that nothing except a perfect run with a time faster than Mod's would win. My haste probably got the better of me -- isn't that always the case?!
Overall it was an awesome weekend. Thanks Ryan, Roxy, Rusty and everyone else who helped put on this awesome race. As always, it was one of the most fun events of the season.
... and now it's off to work.
Posted by MG