In the past week, I've been struggling to do my training rides. I did a decent road ride Monday morning on tired legs - something I don't normally do but thought would help better prepare me for the 100 miler in a few weeks. I tried to do a solo MTB ride Wednesday after my job interview, but I just couldn't seem to get out of my own way. It was one of those rare moments where I probably should have just done more mindless like go on a road ride. Anyhow, if it wasn't for my teammate, Tracy, I probably would have had another bad day on Thursday. I'm grateful to her for inviting me up to Wachusett for some climbing. We got in 3 base to summit repeats, and I went home feeling mentally recharged. Friday I went to Foxboro on the SS to explore and try to get my MTB mindset back to normal... ehhh.... whatever, I got to ride my bike someplace new. I need to get back over there when I have more time because I missed a lot of the good stuff.
Because it's always important to be prepared, I washed my laundry Saturday evening... "Sure, my clothes will dry overnight in this humidity... I'll just point this fan at them." Yeah, they were still damp in the morning. If you passed me on Route 30 in VT, I was that crazy lady holding my bike shorts out of the sunroof into the wind.

Karen Potter, Bryna Blanchard, Kate Northcott, and I made up the pro women's field, and based on past races, I knew this would be a competitive race for all of us. For much of the first lap, Kate and I were close to one another and not far off from Bryna while Karen had already pulled away a bit. Somewhere at the beginning of lap 2, I was forced by my singlespeed to pass Kate on a climb, and I continued to pull away from her. I was hoping to close the gap that Bryna had made on us, but by the last lap, I was down to survival mode and didn't have anything extra left to work with.


The most important thing about this race is the course. I cannot stress enough how well-constructed those trails are and how ideally set up the course was. While I'd heard the course was flowy, I had no idea just how smooth it would be. Sure, there were rocks and roots, but with the right amount of tire pressure and the proper finesse, those trails rolled like they were made for bicycles (which they were). I had a blast. There was nothing unrideable, and there were a number of really nifty bridges that added to the fun of it all. In between sections of stellar singletrack were wide fire roads that either went up or down and provided room for passing. These were interspersed just enough so that we weren't stuck behind (or in front) of anyone longer than absolutely necessary. Sure, we had a few areas where we were held up every now and then, but we got around it eventually. I'm looking forward to making that race my singlespeed bitch on a yearly basis.
Next up... a week of recovery rides and my first Pro XCT race ever on Saturday; this will also be my first UCI MTB race, and I'm doing my first Super D Saturday afternoon. The Windham Mountain XC course is a blast, and I feel like I've got my climbing legs this season, so my goal is to avoid getting lapped by the real pros and stay in the race to finish.
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