Personal Circuitry

‘The velocity of a body remains constant unless the body is acted upon by an external force’  Newton.

Not much that can be added to this simple law of motion. It applies as much to physics as it does to our athletic selves. I realised a long time ago, that without anything to aim for , my body would remain at rest. Slowing gathering more mass until the accleration forces needed to bring it back into motion became immense.

Simply put, if I don’t have a reason to stay physically fit and on form, I won’t. I weight cycle a lot. I am naturally heavy and do have to work hard to maintain my partially athletic ‘physique’.

With no racing planned until September, the full focus of my body and mind on my Ph.D. write up, I realised last week that I am begining to slip. Don’t get me wrong I’m not close to being what normal people considder overweight – which in my eyes and that of the ACSM is closer to being obese – but I do have personal issues when I get past certain weights.

With this in mind I’ve imparted a force on my resting body. I may spend most of my time indoors writing, but I do spend a lot of time wandering room to room. What if each room had a purpose? Not so much a tangible purpose, but an exercising purpose?

Now every time I enter the kitchen I have to do shoulder presses with the dumbells beside the doorway, the stairs become stepups, the front room press ups + situps, the bedroom pullups under and overarm.

It doesn’t have the intensity of a circuits class, but by noon today I’ll have done 60 shoulder pressess, 6 push/sit ups, 40 stepups and 30 pull ups (50/50). The first week of this has resulted in pains, but good pains.

If nothing else I am at least doing some conditioning of body and mind.

*EDIT: yesterdays totals - 240 Shoulder press (24 kitchen trips) , 45 over+underhand pullups (15 bedroom trips) , 30 push/sit ups ( 10 front room trips) .  I don’t count by first wake up trip back to bedroom.

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A State of xChange (Another Stickybottle Article)

Never came to light – figure I may as well publish my ranting here. This was written post XCO WC #1 a few weeks ago.

Life is a meritocracy, with death as the auditor.‘ Mark Twight

A few years ago you’d have been forgiven for thinking the Irish XC racing scene was dying. Going the way of the dodo; an overused and under managed resource, eventually sucked dry.

Juniors were growing up as part of the Facebook generation, with impulsive attention spans only capable of focusing in small chunks let alone 2 hours. Races lasting less than 5 minutes with more unpredictable outcomes got the neurons firing, pushing the buttons and giving that epinephrine dose. DH, 4X and BMX were gaining such momentum that longer style XC events saw ever dwindling numbers. Now more than ever XC faces a dilemma with enduro style ‘trail races’ rewriting the meaning of enduro and opening MTB racing to the masses. A style of racing that everyone can do, just pull out your bike and ride. Wear whatever you feel, hammer the down, wander back up. Freedom.

For many companies XC and DH at the elite level are a test bed, a place to try new technologies, push the boundaries, make advances. XC has been compared as the Formula1 of the off-road sports. Always working within the pointless 6.8kg weight rule, but finding other ways to make marginal gains. 29, 27.5 and 26 inch wheels are now your choice in wheel size. Full suspension or hardtail options in the pit mean World Cup racers turning up with a quiver of 6 bikes. Not even in cyclocross do we have such a choice on race day set-up.

However, with this move, the sport is perhaps distancing itself even further from the normal rider. Poor little Jimmy can’t only not afford the new tyres he wanted, but now another wheel size, fork and frame for a different style course? Time to sell your puppy Jimmy if you want to remain in contention.

With many recreational riders still racing on tubes having not even made the progression to tubeless, the concept of tubular carbon rimmed MTB wheels is so far from the norm that it is likely to drive them even further way.

For some people this technological advancing within XC is what they live for. I for one welcome our new tubular 29inch overlords if it makes the transition from CX to XC easier for me. Many road riders will say the same as the wheel size feels more normal to them. ‘The future is the children not yet born‘, but also those who riding up gives as much pleasure as down.

XCO is inherently a pack sport similar to road racing. Racing in groups came along shortly after the Repack races. It’s always been there, lurking with sunken eyes, protruding ribs and a 50 yard stare. It is a participation sport, but for those that are willing to embrace it. But where is XCO at the moment? What directions is it taking in order to get numbers again? How can it attract people back into its grasp?

XCO racing is hard, there is no easier way to put it. All racing is inherently hard, but XCO takes something extra. The physiological and technical demands put on racers on lightweight, short travel bikes over technical ground places it in a hard niche. On the one hand you need to have superb aerobic capacity; World Cup racers averaging 80ml.kg.min-1 and ‘recreational’ racers needing values over 60ml.kg.min-1 to be in contentions. While at the same time a racer has to be able to deal with an immense anaerobic overload at the start of the racing aiming to sprint into the hole shot, as well as dealing with leg sapping technical climbs lap after lap. No wonder people take the ‘easy’ route and just ride down.

However physical capacity is not the only reason for this down turn in race interest. Over the years the UCI have addressed the XC race archetype. Races are now shorter in duration, climbs are still horrendous, but not as long in many cases. Laps are shorter to accommodate both spectators, pits and television, the sport is trying to open up again. To become all encompassing. At the same time this drives people away, those who want to race longer, ride further, push harder.

On our own home shores we have our own successful XC NPS season which has had its own trials and tribulations over the years. Arguably a haphazard league in comparison to our road brethren. But none the less it hangs on thanks to the XC Commission. Unfortunately just because you race an event one year is no guarantee that it will be on again next year. Measurable race progression is hard year to year as the hours clubs spend digging trails are efficiently wasted when stakeholders refuse permission to race.

A scene that should be blossoming is being kept in the dark, stunted and uncatered for. Resigned to racing on ‘purpose built’ trails that anaesthetise the raw feeling of racing on real trails and dilute the experience for many.

How can XC be taken out of this rut? What is needed to take the Irish scene to the level of international races where it gathers as much notice as road racing. We need to promote the sport, show people what it can be, how we are not the mud and scars on our legs but an Olympic sport that needs attention. Access to land to build, design and race specific courses is the next logical step. Moving away from stakeholders that are unwilling to play ball and getting ties in smaller locations. XC needs to come out of the woods fighting and take what is ours before it is taken from us.

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Snowdon2Cardiff

So Pauline starts her adventure today: http://www.snowdon2cardiff.co.uk/

7 physiotherapists, 7 days, 7 marathons from Pen-y-pass to Cardiff. A long way, but it must be downhill as they are going North to South Wales…. apart from all the valleys.

So if you have time take a peak around the site and send it on to anyone you think might be interested, if you can donate anything to the charity they are supporting – even better.

I have pledged Pauline 0.000000617573 XPD (Paladium Ounces) per Smoot covered at todays rate of 1.00 EUR = 0.00214372 XPD for the entire of the race.

I figure the math will give her something to do :)

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4 Weeks Post – Back in the game coach!

Or so I had hoped. Sadly 3 weeks of minimal riding  have put me nowhere near where I want to be to race a 6 hour race. But of course, I’m still going to try it. If nothing else it was a day dedicated away from my laptop, paper and pens, most of all my PhD. I need a break.

Nice easy drive up to Omagh on Saturday afternoon after spending the morning working on the PhD saw me in a nice quiet campsite less than 100m from the start area. Infact the race was going through the campsite so perfect in every way! Some food, some water, prepare bottles and do all the things I shouldn’t be doing – faffing on my feet for hours getting tired. Freezing night sleep even in a down bag with hat on, stuck a fleece on and was fine.

Awoke to a huge amount of frost and perfectly clear sky. Race day had the possibility of being a scorcher! I had possibility of doing something, but no idea what. Racked up at the great pit area, chatted with mates, looked around at tasty bikes, waited for the start. So the start was haphazard at best, but everyone was in a relaxed state and no one cared. It was a great atmosphere, very different to other endurance races. Probably just the crowd and it being a relatively ’new’ thing in Ireland.

Course was pretty excellent. Hard as nails, very much at the limit of what I would consider racing for 6 hours. I would not race on it if it was a 24 or 12 hour. It may also be tough enough to put off n00bs to the endurance scene. Think it was about 500m climbing per 6.6km lap. Up for 15mins, along some moors for 5, then down for 5-7mins. The descent was epic, proper XC descent, not like enduro racing. It would have been torture 16 hours into a 24, one of the reasons I don’t think it’d suit.

Racing wise, well I knew I wasn’t in shape physically or mentally. I’ve been putting in big hours…but at the PC with my Ph.D. and fingers. I had planned to race the first 2 hours, settle in, then see where I was. Also planned to try out some new bits of kit, new frame and new drink. All in all a test day under race conditions. Awesome!

First lap, 3rd place, second, 5th or so, then rode in a nice group for the next 2 hours. Shifting started to get a bit squiffy and I noticed the back end of the Anthem was rocking. Assumed I’d shot a bearing….turns out the hub was working loose. Ignore, ride till it breaks, spare in the pit. But…shifting into granny started to get a bit squiffy until, BOOM, chain between hub and cassette. Wedged. Not going to come out.

Off bike, try to pull out wheel – not enough chain slack….think….ok quick link…its wedged…f**k…ok think…chain breaker….none in pocket as I took the light tool…cock…ermm kick wheel…no joy. Finally a rider comes up, I manage to get  a breaker and snap the chain so I can at least remove the wheel. Still no joy. Rejoin chain the wrong way…step into chain…pull. PING one bit comes loose! Ok, 4 more to go.

Long story longer, it took 20mins to get it sorted. By the time I got back onto bike -took a pee stop – the group I was in had come back around.  Gutting. So chased up to them, rode through telling Aiden I was a lap down when he looked panicked, rode my balls off for a lap…and blew. Game. Over.

Pitted, took lots of food and spent a lap eating and looking at the scenery, by the time I came back together it was 4.5hrs into the race, I’d lost another lap on leaders and Aiden’s group was closing. Just needed to stick with it and enjoy the training, enjoy the bike riding in the dry in a new location. After 6 hours I rolled in and asked one question.

Could I keep riding? The answer was yes. Result.

Unhappy with result, unhappy with avoidable mechanical, but a good day on the bike. Nice to know I can at least ride my bike for 6 hours without being in a heap after.

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3 Weeks Post

I’ve been feeling like this all week. Ready to get back in the game. Put me in coach, I’m ready! But I am being smart for once. I’ve taken it easy on my body training wise, managed to not go mental on food and beer, just enjoyed the last 3 weeks of getting myself in order again.

A weekend in the UK with Pauline doing the 3 Peaks Fell race allowed for some light running and festivities with friends. Felt great after two days back to back on my legs, although we both needed a mid day sleep on Sunday. Plan is starting to form in my head again. Time for some bike miles and keeping the running miles ticking away.

Targets are in view again.

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2 Weeks Post

So I have historically made an ass of recovering out of big events. In 2008, after my first half Ironman, I went straight into training for the TransWales. Within 10 days I did a 200km sportive, which I rode out to and back totalling 268km, I also got straight back into the XC race season. Surprisingly enough within 3 weeks post even I was smashed. I ended up taking nearly a month off any exercise with numerous colds, earache and other problems.

I swore I’d not do it again. It happened again in 2009 after the tri season when I tried to extend it into the 3 Peaks. During the CX season in 2010 after a huge block of racing. And in 2011 after IM Lanzarote, but not as bad as before, I just jacked in any races a month after as I fell apart mentally as opposed to physically.

Surprisingly enough I am starting to learn, not well, but I am more aware of it. I took the entire week off the bike after the 24 hours of Exposure. I’d no idea what was going to happen, but was happy to not be on my bike for a while. A week after I did my first run and suffered like a dog, the day after I did an easy 2 hour MTB ride on flat trails after sacking off my ‘planned’ training. Intensity was just not an option. Afterwards I felt spent physically, the rest of the week I was mentally spent and took off.

2 Weeks out of the race and I was mentally getting a bit ancy about not having ridden my bike. I opted to ride our club ride with the plan of pulling out after an hour and doing the last hour on my own, at my pace. Mostly I just wanted to hang out with some bikers for a while. The usual banter as we met up, on bikes, ride up to the trails. 20mins into the ride I pull up to fix my shoe, shout at lads to wait, look back up. They’ve gone. Into the tree’s somewhere at a 5 trails junction. Ride over. Pissed off.

I had a minor strop as I rode to where I suspected they would be, but no joy. So did my own thing….in the end this was a good thing. About 45mins in riding up a climb way too hard and my vision starts to blur. Normally a sign I’m getting a low. The fact that I ignored this and rode on…defininte low. Copped on at the top of the climb and had a bit of a sit, drank my bottle and opted for an easy fireroad loop and two descents before home.

Positives: I’m being a little bit smart, it is frustrating, but I need to stop being so hard on myself. I have not recovered. I can use this time to focus on my PhD work.

Negatives: My hands are not happy, had issues holding the bars going hard downhill. My feet hurt a lot in the shoes and the pedals are giving me hotspots for the first time ever, I assume my feet are just like my hands – bruised. I am also finding I have pains everywhere, I need to pay attention to my posture at my desk, I need to do some flexibility work again.

Back to another week of no plans, no intensity, no hard riding. At least it’s raining and the trails are muddy.

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Digging into Data

Spent a lot of today thinking about what it is that needs to be done to get better at riding a bike for 24 hours. It is rather interesting. Bouncing ideas off other in the department and thinking more about metabolic ideas.

Funny that after 2 years away from reading research into ultra endurance sports for my Ph.D. that I find myself back here again. Maybe something to do with writing about the race around Ireland again.

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Training for 24 Hours of Exposure

In the weeks leading into the event I realised I’d trained for this event more specifically than any other race I’d aimed for. I’ve been trying to figure out why this happend, what caused me to focus on this more than any other race I’ve been involved in. How did I manage to attain Sparkle Motion? How did I manage to get that little green line to keep trending upwards with no illness?

Before I started training for the event I did a lot of reading on the limited info that was availible on 24 hour MTB training. It’s not much but it gave me ideas. I contacted other racers who more or less told me to ‘ride bikes lots on big trails’. I also got told that I was the bloody scientist and should figure it out. So I had a good long science-esque think about the whole thing.

Simple things jumped out at me as being the keys of training for these events:

  1. Riding with tired legs.
  2. Decay in technical ability over time.
  3. Sleep deprivation.
  4. Fuel efficiency.

This struck me as something similar to the concepts applied to training for Ironman style events, so I opted to approach it as such. Build up, work on strength, then endurance, then specific needs closer to the event. I sat down and laid out a very simple structure to follow, nothing complex as I’ve never been good at breaking my own training down in that manner. Counting back from week 12 when the race was, at this stage I was 11 weeks out.

Technical Training

Weeks 1-3:

This period was concerned with just getting out on my bike, doing what I wanted, riding for fun, riding technical trails and brushing up on skills. Not a real focus on the training aspect or intensity during this time. A lot of time was put into setting saddles and grips as well as playing with different food stuffs. During this time I spent a bit more than usual thinking about my general day to day eating habits and starting to ditch some useless weight that could be replaced by muslce. It was still winter, so I didn’t go stupid light as I would have gotten cold and sick.

Weeks 4-6:

First major build. This focused on realativly high intensity training with an over all intensity of about 80% of my known weekly load. Most of this trainnig was done on the road bike at this stage, with the power meter working at set intensities for periods of time that I knew I was week at. A prime example was on 3-5minuite climbs where I was suffering badly during training. A longer ride was done every weekend of 2-4 hours and two mid week MTB rides of 1.5-2 hours. Weeks were between 12 and 16 hours. By week 6 I was pretty smashed.

Week 7-9:

Week 7 was a near total off week, let the body recover with some very light work and almost no intensity. Weeks 8-9 were much harder, ramping up the hours and doing some double day rides that involved finisihing late at night, then rising early to ride again. These back to back sleep deprived rides made it easy to shrug off the tiredness on race day as I’d experienced them in the lead in. Having done previous sleep deprivation trials in the labs before I knew I didn’t suffer badly, however I still wanted to train this system. These rides were done in a semi fasted state on week 8 and in a race fuelled state on week 9. Unlike weeks 4-6 the majority of the harder intesity work was done on the MTB and done by feel so little to no power data from this period.

Week 10-11:

Taper time, still some intensity but a gradual reduction in duration. All done on my MTB bar the last week where I had to run to taper as I was in Oxford on a conference.

Overall the strucutre I took was very loose for each week. Monday was generally an off day, allowing me to catch up on work. Tuesday was an evening ride on my local trails focused on working on the hills and riding smooth on descents. Wed was usually a faster paced road ride building my commutes around it. Thursday was similar to Tues but with more emphasis on riding steady for the entire session, ie working the downs. Friday again followed Wed as a road ride usually a lower tempo session. Saturday was long and off road, Sunday shifted from long road into longer MTB by the last few weeks.

All these sessions were focused on keeping my legs tired, never really allowing them to recover until a designated recovery week. Some days my legs were tender to touch so I just backed off and fed them to help in recovery. Some days they were Julian Absalons and I went with it riding as hard as I could. Go hard on the hard days, easy on the easy days was my main attitude. If I was down to do an easy hour spin and felt great, I stuck to the plan. This was hard, mentally I knew I could do more, but I helped my physical recovery by doing less.

I ate well during this period, trying to cut out all processed foods, minimal alcohol intake (for me) and staying away from refined sugars except post training. Shopping from the outsides of supermarkets – generally where the fresh food is – and applying the simple rule of – if the ingredients list has more in it than the item is called, ditch it. A packet of carrots should have one ingredient – carrots.

I felt that I gave it the good old college try for this race and there aspects I can work on to better. I didn’t get light enough for my power on the bike. Only really hitting an FTP of 4.1 W.kg-1 on race day. This could do with being higher. I didn’t have as light a bike as I wanted, but I can’t afford anything better at the moment, so a non issue. I didn’t really appricate how much of a physical battering I was going to take on my upper body, this will be addressed in training next time.

For now, recovery, bad foods and beer. A week off the bike has been great. Eating what and when I want, not worrying. Getting in contact with friends and relaxing. The plan is for two more weeks of unstructured riding and running. Then we will worry about the rest of the season.

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Sticky Bottle Article – 24 Hours of Exposure (LONG version)

The Anatomy of a 24 Hour MTB Race: A racers perspective*

Time: 4:30am
Location: Newcastleton; Scotland
Race: 24 Hours of Exposure; European 24 hour Championships

Greg <rolls into pit> : My knee is hurting really badly now!
Dave <drinking beer> : Well…you have been riding your bike for 16 and a half hours straight….
Greg <pit changing bottles and food> : Touché Dave….touché.
Dave : <Friendly shove in back> : Bye now, see you in another 90mins

Time elapsed: ~45 seconds

This more or less highlights the contact I had with my pit during the 3rd edition of the 24 Hours of Exposure in Newcastleton on the Scottish borders. Sometimes longer, mostly just like that. Located in the Kielder forrest this race has become the 24 hour MTB race in the UK for soloists. With no teams racing, just solo riders, the race has hosted the UK and European championships for the past 3 years and effectionalty become known as 24Solo.

We don’t have much of a history of 24 hour MTB racing in Ireland. Some say the standard isn’t here, I argue the orginisers are lazy. It is a massive commitment to host one of these events for a club and many of the UK and European events are run by event management companies for this reason. One of the problems this has lead to is a lack of hard truths about what it takes to race, let alone complete, in a solo 24 hour MTB race. Most MTB clubs have one, maybe two, members who have raced a solo usually with more who have raced as teams. Hopefully this will shed a little light on what needs to be done for these grueling events.

Preparation:
A solo 24 hour MTB race is not the same as a 12 hour, or a team 24. Do not get lulled into a false sense of security because you have raced as a 4 person team at Mountain Mayhem. You need to be prepared to spend a large amount of time preparing for this event on and off the bike. Many things will be sacraficed in order to pull it together and you may need to shift from your traditional style of training to that of an endurance focus. I would suggest running it past partners, spouses and kids before doing it as the training can become very selfish by the end with many hours in the saddle that could be spent with loved ones. However, done correctly it is easy and can be fulfilling knowing that you were training while everyone else was sleeping. The quiet and serenity of mountains during the night is something that is amplified when you are training solo at 2am in Djouce woods.

Training:
I approached a few riders in the UK asking for advice in the months before the race. In the end the following pearl of wisdom was common too all of them: “Ride your mountain bike, on big mountains, lots. Then wake up the next day and do it again.” I’m not going to advocate 40hour training weeks or anything near that, I think my max was a 24hour week, however riding tired is a key. Riding late and long on a Friday evening then getting up early on Saturday and doing it again even though your legs are screaming at you. This is building both mental and physical strentgh. If you think the 6am alarm call on Saturday is hard, you have no idea. You also need to be very comfortable riding at night. I don’t mean a 90 minute ride in 3 Rock with your mates stopping at the top of everything for a chat, I mean 3-4 hour rides. Self sufficient. In the dark. Embrace the night…just watch out for certain car parks….tell people where you are going or use a tracking application on your phone like Endomondo.

Kit:
Think like a cross rider – at least this is my approach. Two of everything. Two bikes running the same tires, same contact points, same gearing. Same frame would be ideal, but for many like me, not possible. You need to have a near seemless change between the positions on the bikes. After 17 hours you may thing that a change would be nice, it won’t, it will feel wrong and you’ll get angry. In the pit think fast and easy; arm, knee, leg warmers with shorts on you. Unless it gets really messy down there, you wont need to change out of shorts, bring lots of chamois cream. Spare long sleeve and winter jackets for the night so you can switch depending on the weather, gillets come in handy here so as to mediate temeperature during the dusk and dawn periods. Bring every pair of gloves for every weather condition, I rode in 1 pair for the whole race as they were what I trained in, but having options is good if you get any gastric issues. Double way zippers on jerseys, hard to find, will allow you too remove pressure on your gut, if you can find them, take them.

Pit and Crew:
A solid crew and a well orginised pit = a fast racer. Get someone anal. Someone who likes making lists, likes shuffling things into piles, someone dependable. It also helps if they can stay awake for the entire race as you will develop a need to see the same person, get the same food from them, do things the same way…ok perhaps I’m a bit OCD about this, but it works. If like most racers though you are relying on loved ones make sure you allocate them some time before and after the race, let them know how bad things might go, give them boundries on which they can pull you out if you go past them. After the race let them be part of your achievement, they have worked just as hard as you did. Under no circumstances bring your D&G clad, Ugg boot wearing, Brown Thomas shopping, frappa-mocha-chino drinking partner to the race unless he/she really knows how messy it is going to possibly go. They will need to deal with it. You need someone 100% dependable in all situations, preferably two, also preferable if they can swing hammers to fix your bike. If there is any risk of the person pitting leaving you post race, don’t put them through it.

Nutrition:
You will not be able too insert, or process, enough energy to fuel the event. If you insert too much, it will result in it spilling out one or both exit holes. Once you are happy with this we can proceede.

You need to be able to understand what you CAN absorb, process and utilise during the events. The simple and honest science is that we are limited to absorbing about 60g of carbohydrate per hour, imagine a small hole at the bottom of a filling glass, you need to get that balance right. Now…why is he talking about carbohydrates and not calories? Well Timmy *science alert* The human stomach is sadly not like a combustion engine. People assume we have a simple <fuel in/ stomach process = energy out> equation working, but it is a lot more compex than that. We understand that as intensity goes up we shift the fuel that we work on; fats for low intensity, carbohydrates for high intensity. However, these combustion processes are still regulated at the gut by how they are absorbed as well as available oxygen and water. Thankfully this can be trained, it can be increased, but it takes time. Carbohydrate metabolisim is going to be your main fuel during this event, fat will be burned in huge amounts, however trying to fuel on fats will result in a slow down of gastric emptying and eventually a slow down in you. To further complicate the issue, the combination of carbohydrates used will determine the uptake rates. Sucrose, fructose, galactose, lactose and maltose are all sugars you can use, however each one will be absorbed at different rates and not by others. You need to train your stomach like the rest of your body to deal with the shift in carbohydrate uptake rates, this takes time, this requires practising your fuelling.

Race Plan:
Going into a 24 with no race plan is a bad idea. Although you cannot prepare for every hour of the race and what is going to happen, you still need to make choices about how you are going to ride your race. If you ride the best race you know you can and all others fall apart around you, chances are you are going to do well. This approach saw me move from 23rd after the first lap too 9th by the last lap. Turtle and hare. You also need to have a back-up plan for when things go wrong. After that you need to have a fallout plan for when the back-up breaks down. After that…you’re on your own. Think of the simple acronym: PPP=PPP – Piss Poor Preparation = Piss Poor Performance.

Mentality:
Racing solo takes a whole new dimension into account, that of your mind and a constant nagging that ‘you can stop – you have no team to let down’. It is easy to pull over, sit on a park bench, and take a snooze. If you do, prepare too slide backwards fast. You need to train yourself to become mentally strong. You need to go places deep within yourself in training and find out where you are week, you need to eradicate that. Think of Apocylapse now; Never get off the boat. If you don’t sit down, or step off your bike in the pit, you cannot stop. Racing a 24 is very different, you will be on the bike a very long time assuming you are treating it like a race, you will have massive periods of extacy and similar periods of utter depression. Many endurance racers I know of already experience these feelings day to day and I suspect this is a reason why they excell at these events. Get through these periods, ride the highs, coast the lows. You’re pit crew is your drug, use them too bring you back up.

Racing a 24 solo is hard. You will get round, but getting round fast is another thing. Building a plan, putting the pieces in place, making sure you have everything covered is the way to attempt this. Just be consistant, aim for as little stopped time as possible, pedal damn-it!

*A blatant rip-off from 12 hour European and UK champion Twinklydave, aka Dave from the quote above.

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24 Hours of Exposure

My mind and body are still reeling from last weekends race in Newcastleton. My mind has gone into a very serene state, my body is utterly drained. Having never experienced a 24 hour MTB race before last weekend I never understood how much pain, emotion and understanding I would get from finally toeing the line. 3 years it has taken me to get here. I feel it could be hard leaving now.

We arrived in Newcastleton at Rock UK after experiencing Tebay services, the first of many eye openers of the weekend. Why can’t all services be like this? After parking the car for the weekend – sodden field sunken Caddy – we moved all our kit over to the JMC/Cooksons Cycles spot that they had claimed, setting up out tent between them. Tom was just down the pit and it made for a great atmosphere as everyone I knew was within shouting distance. It also made it much easier for Pauline who was going to spend the next 2 days living out of their pockets and rummaging in mine for wrappers and extra speed.

A big dinner, thanks Phil for the cooker, a beer, some austerity Crunch Creams and a chat had us all off to bed by 9pm. I somehow slept very well – possibly still fatigued from Oxford – and woke at 7am as others were starting to faff around me. Best get up and get ready. Pauline went for a run doing a lap of the course, while I watched what others were doing and did the same. Ate a bit, drank fluid, generally just faffed. Had no idea what to do, so sorta milled about. Pretty pointless. Was happy when we went to the race breifing as it gave me a time that I had to be in kit by and on my way to the startline.

Eventually we rolled out to the start. We all signed on at the massive board and then proceeded to faff a bit more, bit of a waste of time, but made it interesting at the start eyeing up bike porn and other racers. Had a minor panic when I noticed I was totally under biked compared to some rigs, had my usual feelings of self doubt and fatness, so just went off for a pee to get away from people. Finally just sat in the start pen with Tom and decided chilling out was the best.

The start has us all roll out behind the Exposure van, similar to the 3 Peaks CX race but with less speed and more banter. After a climb up to the trails the van sped off and we were relased into the first climb….and my chain came off. Stopped, put it back on, then gave chase along the first grassy section. The first lap was faster than I expected. I knew I was mixed in with the 12hr riders but I wasn’t expecting it like this. Second lap no different. By the 3rd lap it had eased off and I could settle down for the day.

The lap itself was great. Never got bored of it and it had its challenges and its rewards. I deffinitly found the first half of the lap harder for my ‘style’ of riding but also possibly due to being full of food at this stage. The climb up to the S-Uper Happy Snail Trail past the grumpy marshals signalled each lap the time to fly. Hammer the trail, jump all the jumps, rail the berms and charge the fireroads. This was the heaven I awaited every lap and I had promissed myself that if it became ‘not fun’ I would retire. It never did.

In a very Monty Python way; Day turned to dusk, dusk turned to night; and night then skipped dawn and went straight back to day. I don’t remember a whole chunk of the night bar just riding. What I do remember was the utter torment that was my left leg. My hamstrings started kicking off about 15hours into the race and they didn’t get better. Daves wise words of ‘well you have been riding your bike for 16 hours’ got me through another lap but it was getting to the stage that ibupropfen and Neurophen were not doing it. An abysmal lap of 1:48 around 5am had me contemplating pulling the cord – I was very worried that I was doing lasting damage to my leg. We raised my saddle to try and stop my hamstrings engaging so much and figured it might help. It did for about 30mins.

I came in and was persuaded to go out and do one more lap. At this stage I also knew it was going to be my last night lap and hoped for a boost from the coming daylight. I rode out and at the top of the fireroad at the midway point I stopped. Got off the bike and had a pee, felt the back of my leg and discovered a ridge in my kneewarmers….hang on…could that be restricting my movement? I ripped them down and got back on the bike. Near instantly it was easier,sore, but easier to pedal. My knee and leg were also cooling rapidly due to the lack of cover and this may have helped.  By the time I got back to the pit I was good to go again, crammed food in and got back out there. Lap times were coming down and I was back.

The next few hours are a real blur. All I remember being told was that I was now placed well. I needed to keep riding, but also keep riding hard. I could see a little more tension in the pit and I just did as I was told. I came in and was informed I had 20mins over the people behind me – BUT I had to do two laps in the next 3 hours. At this point I wanted to tell everyone to F’off but just confirmed it with them that I needed to know my buffer on the next lap and went out 100% convinced that they were lying to me. I spent the lap looking behind me and riding hard. I came back in to be told I was in 10th, leading Rookie, and leading Irish rider….ok….ermm…best get back out then. I still had to do one more lap to solidify it.

Push pedals – push more – climb -descend – don’t puncture – don’t stack. That is all I can remember from the last lap. I barley ate or drank – I just rode hard. As I came into the pit for the last time I knew I had no one on my tail, I rode in and could not believe what had happened. Crossing the line to be handed a chocolate egg and drop my bike to find Pauline and all the guys there was the best feeling I’ve had in a long time. I sat nearly bursting into tears as I’d managed to hit my ‘blue sky target’ a top ten placing.

Fin

The hours after are just a haze of pain and sleep. I got dressed with the aid of helpers, I generally flolloped all over the place, was useless and eventually got some sleep. As it turns out I wasn’t first rookie, the winner of the Vets race got that, he beat me by an hour and a half – a lap if you will. I did however pull off 9th place. Better than I could ever imagine.

Once again a huge thank you to all who helped. Without yuo guys this would not have happened.

Bring on Relentless 24.

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