The Wacko Waco MTB Yeah Man Extravaganza!

Lisa WacoSaturday was the second race of the season at Cameron Park in Waco, TX. This is one of my favorite courses of the whole year. I don’t know why I like the suffering of this trail so much, maybe the feeling of accomplishment once it’s over, but I do know that four laps is definitely not for the weak-minded. Each lap was about 5.8 miles and roughly 830 feet of climbing.

With Waco being a little under two hours away and having an 11am start time, we decided to drive down early morning on race day. After not getting in a solid warmup the weekend before at Rockyhill, we also decided to load up the truck with both our mountain and road bikes so we could warmup on the trainer. (We have a hard time fitting our 29er wheels on the Cyclops.)

The morning was COLD, and when I say “cold” I mean Texas cold, not Colorado cold…so about 30 something degrees. I was really looking forward to the day warming up right around launching time, and it really ended up to be a PERFECT day for racing at about 58 degrees. Delicious! No excess clothing required and just the way I like it! There were eight of us in the Women’s Open Category and the start was in a field with two 360 degree turns to spread everything out. It worked, because as we took off and headed into the first turn I got pushed to the outside and was already playing catch up to get to the front. Before entering single track I passed a few girls and went in 5th wheel. The first few miles there was no room to pass and I was stuck. Christina and Jessica had already gapped us and were out of sight. Once we hit the jeep road I was on the gas. I moved into third place and was chasing the rest of the race. There was a lot of traffic, most especially in that first lap, and much of it was in some of the tightest, steepest parts of the trail. But despite all that, I felt GREAT and finished in third! This is the same race that I won four months ago and since then I improved my time by nearly EIGHT MINUTES!

Carlos Waco

The Mellow Johnny’s Classic is approaching fast, only a week and a half away, and it’s getting pretty exciting! This Saturday we’ll be pre-riding the course for next weekend. Sunday we’ll be out in Comfort, TX for race number three of the TMBRA series. I’m looking forward to another great weekend of riding and racing with my favorite husband!

Rockyhill Roundup

The season kickoff for the Texas XC Mountain Bike State Championship Series was this past weekend at Rockyhill Ranch in Smithville, TX. What it really felt like was Exctruciation Exam Part II! The forecast was promising rain, and rain it did…the morning of the race! Sitting in our hotel room staring out the window we contemplated not racing at all. It was still early, around 7am and Carlos’ race didn’t start till 10. We decided to at least be optimistic that it wouldn’t keep pouring down so we switched out our racing wheels that had Specialized Renegades on them to our training wheels that had Specialized Fast Traks. Still not a mud tire, but better than the slick Renegade.

We headed to the ranch at around 8:45 to check out how all the Cat 3 racers looked coming out  of the trail. As they rode in their bikes and jerseys were covered in mud. The start of the race was rerouted to bypass some of the red clay areas that get real bad. Carlos’s loop was going to be one long 18 mile loop so it was commit or quit for him. There was no turning back once he got out there. He suited up and started warming up. The only way to get better at riding in mud is…to ride in mud! We were hoping with the reroutes there wouldn’t be anything bad enough to damage our bikes.Carlos' Start Smithville Carlos starting line smithville

He lined up at the starting area and they were off! As his large group raced up the long jeep road start he was splashed in the face like crazy from the puddles of mud. The first and last quarter of the race were the sloppiest. The back half is generally pretty sandy so it wasn’t too bad after the rain. It was in the back half that he was in a pace line on a jeep road and fixated on the wheel in front of him. He lost concentration for one second and hit a side wall of the trail. It all happened so fast that Carlos went flying and landed on his back. A few guys passed him at that point as he got up and pressed on. In the slippery last few miles of the trail some muddied up roots claimed him. His front tire pulled to one side and he hit the ground. It was a rough race.Carlos Rockyhill

While Carlos was out on his adventure race, I was back at the car getting myself ready. My start was scheduled for noon, but the rain delays from earlier had carried over to our start time and it was now changed to 12:20. I rode around and tried to get a warm up in near the finish area so I could see Carlos come through. He rolled in and it was about five after twelve. I got in a few more quick sprints and lined up.

I saw several new faces, which is really exciting to see the sport growing in the women’s field. Our course was originally supposed to be around 3.8-4 miles and we were racing four laps. Like the other Categories, our start was also rerouted up the jeep road along with a few other sections through the trail. When the whistle blew we quickly formed a line going up the road and I was in third behind Christina and Jessica. When I looked back at the top of the climb we had a pretty good gap from the rest of the group. Lisa DH RockyhillThe trail wasn’t too slick for the first few miles, but the mud on a few climbs felt like it grabbed ahold of your tires and didn’t want to let go. My bike felt so heavy! I had lost sight of Christina and Jessica midway through the first lap and I rode solo the rest of the race. The last few miles of the loop I was starting to regret not taking up cyclocross this winter! I was sliding around like crazy on two sections called “The Grind” which is a big dip, and “The Wall” which is a REALLY BIG DIP! When I saw the tire of the guy in front of me going side to side at the bottom of The Grind I knew I needed to be extra careful. The whole area was really tricky with some off camber turns and wet red clay.Lisa The Grind Rockyhill Lisa Rockyhill

Each lap I could see the leaders on the other side of the trail, each of us hammering in opposite directions on the jeep road, I was heading toward the start/finish and they were going out on their next lap. On my final lap as I was passing a lapped rider I caught a glimpse of an Austin Flyer’s Kit through the trees. I didn’t have any room to let up! Not ever looking back I kept pressed the pace and crossed the finish line seven seconds before Kate Sherwin (Austin Flyer’s.) It was an awesome race with some great competitors!

Podium SmithvilleI am really excited to see such growth in the amount of women that are coming out! There is so much talent here in Texas and I know had there not been any rain that morning even more girls would have been racing.  I’m pretty happy with the results of this race, especially with the conditions, and my training is right on track!  I’m excited to continue to get stronger and to see how the year unfolds.  2013 is going to be full of BIG goals and BIG races!

Excruciation Exam

This past Saturday was Excruciation Exam. It’s a race that’s been on our bucket list and things finally fell into place to do it…well, sort of. It was a 78 mile xc mountain bike race which starts in Warda, TX at Bluff Creek Ranch with about 8 miles of single track, then heads out on paved and jeep roads for a 30 mile trip to Smithville, TX to ride 19 more miles of single track at Rockyhill Ranch, turn back around for 20 more miles on the roads back to Warda, and then finish off with a final mile of single track heading to the finish. Two weeks before this race we had gone back home to El Paso for Christmas. We got to enjoy the wonderful climb through Transmountain over and over and over. On the last day there, we attempted a super steep, mean joke of a climb, on a road that is only POINT eight miles to the top to get to the El Paso Tramway. Tramway Ustramway climbThe AVERAGE grade on this climb is a mere 13.5%!  Long story short, we made it not only once, but twice up to the top, and the mean joke part is that the final ascent tops out at a whopping 21% grade…OUCH! That hurt! We made sure to take plenty of pictures at the top because I really don’t know if I want to do that again..EVER. Ha!

Tramway Lisa 2Tramway Carlos

Soooo, we drove back from El Paso the Saturday after Christmas, and on Sunday night, Monday morning, Carlos was welcomed home with the stomach flu. 😦 Poor guy was SO sick as we rang in the New Year on the couch under the blankets. He quickly bounced back in a day and a half and next thing you know we were riding New Year’s Day at Solavaca Ranch.  When we got home we checked the 10 day forecast for Smithville and Warda.  Through the past week WeatherChannel.com had been teasing us with a chance of rain. It would go from 60% to 30% to 10%, and at the last-minute went back to 30%. We decided to bite the bullet and wish for the best so we signed up for the race. When we raced Tyler in the fall there was a high chance of rain and the morning of race day it came down just enough to make the trail perfectly tacky, so we were hoping for a repeat! Unfortunately, Wednesday was now my special day to get the stomach flu. Dang. My only hope to race was watching Carlos bounce back so fast from his stomach flu. In the back of my mind I really wasn’t sure if I would be healthy enough, but I wanted to at least give my body the opportunity to get well. So, chicken soup, Sprite Zero mixed with Elete, along with Vitamin C, Una de Gato tea, and B-12 were my weapons in battle. On Friday I kept telling Carlos that by Saturday morning I would be GOLDEN! I figured if I kept repeating it to myself surely it would happen!sick

We headed out to Warda early Friday afternoon. Nearly the entire drive down there it was raining. Things were not looking very promising. On a more positive note, as the day went on I was feeling better and better, and my energy seemed to be coming back. We picked up our race numbers at the ranch that evening and to our surprise the ground was fairly dry. Yay! We had a good night’s sleep and woke up bright and early for the 7:30am start. Walking outside the door of our hotel we could see that it had  rained a little over night. Hopefully it was just enough to make the trail nice.

In the pre-race meeting they announced that not only was it going to be a le mans start, but we were going to be running half a mile around a field before hoping on our bikes! What?!? That’s the reason I started riding a bicycle in the first place, because I wasn’t able to run anymore. Now we were going to have to do it in a WET field, with CARBON shoes…perfect! So they blew the whistle and nearly 100  of us took off together through the field. With every step I was praying to God that I wouldn’t twist an ankle, or eat it in the dirt. As I jumped on my bike I took off hard through the field fighting for a solid position into single track. I saw Carlos up ahead, and as far as I could see I was the second girl entering into the trail behind Sarah. As I rode through Bluff Creek I was amazed at how awesome my legs felt! I made a pass a few miles into the trail and I was in first, but there was still a lot of race left! I made my way out of the ranch and headed onto the road. I was in a group of about eight guys and we had a pretty fancy pace. We were slowly inching in on riders up the road and the pace line was getting longer and longer. Our group grew into about fifteen of us and when I looked up to the front, what do ya know? It was CARLOS and he was pulling; but when I looked a few minutes later, he was still pulling, and then a few minutes later he was STILL pulling! I knew he must have been feeling good, but there were plenty of people for only one to do all the work. So I put in an effort to get close enough to the front so that I could yell at him and that I did! 🙂 “CARLOS get out of the front!!!! Quit doing all the work!” He glanced over his shoulder and peeled off toward the back like a little kid that just got in trouble. Hehe The guys behind him looked back at me and chuckled. I looked at them and said, “I know what you guys are doing! We all need to share the load!” From that point on the group worked together pretty well and we booked it pretty good to Smithville. Somewhere along the 30 mile ride a rain cloud decided to join us and tag along the rest of the day.  Therefore, this made Rockyhill Ranch a bit more interesting. The trail was slick as could be, and our experience on mud (which is none) didn’t help us at all! We kept the pace pretty chill and just went with the flow. Everything was okay until we got to this tiny punchy climb that Carlos spun out of at the top. He made it over, but I had to unclip mid climb. When I put my foot down the mud was so slippery that my foot slipped! I put my hand down to catch myself and  then my hand slipped, and there I went rolling onto my side full of mud! When I was finally able to unclip my other foot out of my pedal, it took me several tries before I could get my bike and myself over the hill. I kept falling over and over and over! Now my shoes had about a two-inch layer of mud at the bottom and I couldn’t clip in. Carlos patiently waited for me to finish throwing a fit and we finally got going again. A few miles later a fellow rider, and someone we know, crashed right in front of us. He was laying on his back, bike on one side and him on the other screaming, “My leg! My leg!” We moved all our bikes out of the trail and checked out the situation. We asked if he was injured or just cramping. He said he thought he might be just cramping. So we reached into our jersey and gave him one of our pocket flasks of Elete Add-in, told him to put a few drops under his tongue and his cramps would be gone soon. At this time two riders came up and a girl asked, “Is everybody all right?” As soon as we responded, her and the the guy with her zoomed on by. I quickly looked over to Carlos with anxiety in my face and said, “She’s in my group!!! What do I do?!?” He said, “Go Baby! GO! I’ll make sure he’s ok! You go catch her!” So I took off and in no time I was right behind them! The guy was leading and asked her if she wanted to pass. She said no, but he slowed and pulled to the side anyway. I knew this was my chance, so I said, “I’ll go! You two have a good ride!” I kept a pretty good pace, but I put my foot down on some slick roots and had to get off my bike. Next thing I knew the choo choo train of Kim, the guy who was in front of her, and Carlos caught me. The two went by and Carlos waited for me again.

Most of Rockyhill seems like a muddy blur to me. All I remember after that is the last two miles of muddy, clay like madness! It was like Ute Valley all over again! My wheels wouldn’t roll, my shoes wouldn’t clip in, and from all the caked up mud I was carrying around a 30+ lbs bike. It was a suffer fest! Every 10 feet or so I was grabbing another stick to chunk the gobs off my wheels. I knew Kim was probably long gone by then and as I became more frustrated with the damage that was being done right in front of my eyes to our once pristine bikes, we shifted our focus to just finishing and not letting any other girls catch us. The last two miles of the trail were absolutely brutal. I think I even almost cried. I was so thankful to be back on the jeep road headed back to the transition area. We switched out our bottles and stopped at the bike wash before leaving the ranch.

muddy shoesmuddy shockmuddy bike

The roads were wet and mud was flicking in our faces left and right on the way back to Warda. We were in a small group of about six guys and we all worked together. It seemed like the only hills of the whole road course were strategically placed on the way back instead of on the way out.  In the last half mile before entering the ranch we toned down the pace to start cooling down. The final mile of single track was like a breath of fresh air just knowing it was almost over. Crossing through the finish line we had one arm around each other as we rolled through together. It was such an emotional moment for me to finish this grueling journey side by side next to the man who rocks my world. That day he was just that, my rock! We were frozen muddy popsicles and it was hours before we got all the feeling back in our fingers. The gentleman of the ranch house had such amazing hospitality that when he saw Carlos starting to turn colors he rushed him to a warm shower to thaw off. A hot shower sure does have new meaning!

muddy glassesHad to get a different color zip tie at each of the four check points.Muddy Saddle

 

 

 

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I guess this race officially marks the end of our  “base miles.” As for now it’s time to shift our focus toward the upcoming race season which is right around the corner.  Four and a half weeks and counting…until next time!

 

Grand Finale of the Fall Season!

Sit tight because this one is NOT short (just a warning!)  Just a few weeks ago we raced out in Waco for the Bicycles Outback Blowout. The course was a shorter distance than the traditional xc mountain bike race, running 5.9 miles with around 800 ft of climbing per lap.  I was going to be racing four laps and Carlos, three.  It seemed like all 800 ft were on the last two miles of the trail on a section called “Highlander.” This section was steep and not to mention VERY narrow in most spots with a nice “little” ledge to  tease you if you had to put your foot down. The most ironic thing about this little section is that almost three years ago to the exact date, we ventured to Cameron Park as newbies in an attempt to ride the trails that we had heard were so awesome. If you’ve ever been there when it’s not marked for a race you will SOON realize that although it is somewhat marked similar to a ski resort, with green, blue, black, and double black diamonds, a green or blue can quickly turn into a fork in the trail. Many times there is no sign to tell you if by going one way you enter a black diamond or God forbid a DOUBLE black and what can seem like a death trap, or continue into a green, beginner friendly trail.  Well, someway or the other we got tangled up in this maze and ended up descending on Highlander without realizing what trail we were on.  I had a close encounter on that day three years ago when I crashed and was headed for that “little” ledge that I mentioned earlier and next thing I knew I was hugging a tree for dear life with my feet and bike dangling in the air.  Soooo as we pre-rode this course for the race and I recognized the ledges, the bridges, and the gnarly terrain, I quickly realized that this was THAT section that three years ago I couldn’t imagine why in the world anyone would ride it for FUN!!! Times like this blow my mind when I think about how far we’ve come and the place that cycling has taken in our lives. I sit back and know that I’m not in control, God is, because if I was there is no way that all this would be possible!

On the morning of the race we drove out to Waco, excited for the challenges that awaited us! Carlos’ race was a blood bath! The start loop had two 180 degree turns in it and guys were rubbing wheels left and right. One guy went down in the start loop and then another right in the entrance of single track.  Unfortunately Carlos was behind these crashes, but luckily he didn’t go down! Later in the race another guy slid out right in front of him and went down face first! Then, right before climbing out of Highlander toward the finish, ANOTHER guy went over his bars on a very tight downhill switch back and ended up going over the edge. Turns out he separated his shoulder.

So, after the gladiators were through with battle, only the strong survived, and Carlos was one of them! He overcame the obstacles and finished in eighth!

My race on the other hand went from only two of us being pre-registered to six of us on the line in a pretty stacked field. There was the handful of girls who are strong roadies, one of whom is a Pro for Team TIBCO, and then the few of us who primarily play and race in the dirt. Going into the trail Penny Ficker led out the first lap, followed by Jessica Rawlins, and I. Penny had the home trail advantage since she is from Waco.  Coming out of the first lap I decided to make the jump. I took the lead through the start loop and then Jessica took it going into single track. At the top of the first longer climb I decided to attack. I punched it and hit the gas. After that there was no looking back! My legs felt awesome, the weather was perfect, and I was focused. Two and a half laps later I rolled through the finish line in 1st with almost an eight minute lead! It was really good to see our training pay off, especially for my legs to feel the way they did on such a tough trail.

This past weekend was the final race of the Texas Fall Cup. I love how it ends at one of our favorite trails near DFW in Tyler, TX. Tyler is always a breath of fresh air with the tall TX pines and the beautiful terrain. 

We drove out there Friday to kick off our camping weekend.  Saturday morning was Tyler Speedwaves format. They seed us in a wave where the other riders, no matter what age, gender, or class, and are of similar ability to you based on your previous year of race results.  Then we take off in our wave for one super hot lap! It is the third year that we’ve raced this and it is always so much fun! Last year Carlos and I were in the same wave!  He finished in 2nd, and I trailed in 3rd. We had a feeling that they would put us in the same wave again this year and we were excited!

We woke up Saturday morning and Carlos headed to the bathroom to put his contacts on. As he walked back to camp I could tell something was wrong. One of his contacts had ripped and he forgot to pack an extra pair! This was NOT GOOD. He was forced to race blind. 😦 For all those that ride a bike, especially at high speeds, we all know that being able to see is pretty much at the top of the priority list, so this was really going to be a task! So, for the second year in a row we were side by side at the starting line. We took off and I stuck to his wheel like glue! It was pretty cool because that’s the view I have in every training ride we do! 🙂 For the first few miles I kept him in sight but couldn’t quite hold his wheel anymore. I made a small mistake and the two guys behind me, Billy and Tom, passed. I was now in fifth and not happy about that. I tried to keep up the pace and finally caught a glimpse of Carlos! Yay! I was descending on a long park road and he was at the bottom turning back into the trail. Once I reached the bottom I made the turn to start climbing and “snap!” My chain broke. Boo! Well, that was the end of my race so I hiked up the road and waited there for him to ride by with about a mile or so to go so I could tell him my race was over.  Once he saw that I wasn’t riding on his tail he knew he could back off for the loooong climb at the end and save his legs for the race tomorrow and he ended up in 3rd!

Now that I had a broken chain, and he had a missing contact we decided to make the hour and a half drive home to pick up extra contacts and buy a new chain. The drive over and back seemed so long, and it felt like nobody behind the wheel had their head on straight in traffic. We were both frustrated and it was hard to see the positive in the day. We talked and realized that it’s better that all this happens on a race like this and a day that we had the time, than for everything to go wrong on a race where there is a little more on the line. Finally, around 4:30pm we pulled into our camp site and enjoyed the rest of the evening by the fire with close friends.

Sunday morning we woke up around 6am and kept our eye on the radar because the entire day was predicted to be filled with showers and thunderstorms. Our start time was 11am and it just so happened that there was a 90% chance of rain at 11, 12 and 1! We really weren’t sure if the weather would hold out, so we started tearing down camp before the rain hit. We just kind of waited it out as it drizzled here and there. At 9:30 we drove closer to the start area and suited up. Although the sky was filled with dark clouds, it still seemed like we could miss the rain! Carlos and I warmed up on the start loop a number of times and on our last run through my bike wasn’t shifting properly. I dingled with the cable a bit and it just wasn’t helping. Literally about five minutes before go time I stopped at a Richardson Bike Mart tent and there was a mechanic there to figure out the problem. My shifter was getting stuck so he put a little lube and showed me what to do if it happened again, just as a quick fix to get through the race.  Luckily the lube did it’s job and I am oh so grateful for the last-minute help!

It was only Melanie and I on the line and last time we raced each other it was pretty tight! Because of the high chance of rain, the race director decided to shorten the trail into two loops, “A” and “B,” and have us do three laps instead of two. This was like music to Carlos’ and my ears because we have always said it would be super cool to have a race with just “A” and “B”.  The start was the same as the day before, on a park road, then turn onto another park road, haul butt for a little bit and then turn into the trail on a loop called EZ Loop. I caught my pedal, and took off hard. After making the first turn I looked over my shoulder and I already had a gap! I went into EZ loop and kept the same pace as our warmup. I was so excited to know in the back of my head I was going to get to ride loop “A” three times!!! Just like Waco, I was really feeling it! I never knew what kind of gap I had, I just rode hard. I finished the race in 1st with a nine minute lead and ended the Fall Cup in 1st Overall for the Pro Women!

As I rolled across the finish line I went straight to Carlos and asked about his race. He wasn’t sure, and he thought he was possibly in 5th. After talking to a few guys and the results were posted, he finished in THIRD!!!! I was sooooo excited!!!! I was excited because he is so due, and so deserving of a podium finish like this! His field is large, and EXTREMELY competitive, yet such a great group of guys, with so much experience and so much talent. He jumped into Cat 1 quickly, and not really quite knowing what he was getting into. It’s hard enough to control your bike and the crazy thoughts that go through your head, while adrenaline is pumping and then hit a trail at race pace, then add elbows rubbing, and tires touching into that mix along with a whole lot of testosterone and it’s a completely different ball game than almost any women’s race. So he went out, with clear eyes, not to mention awesome new Oakley Windjackets, to keep the cold air and wind from blurring his contacts, and a clear head. He rode just like any training ride, fast, smooth and steady, and came out with his best finish yet…and it’s only the beginning!

This weekend was the grand finale to the Fall Season! Not only was it Carlos’ first podium finish, but he also came in 6th Overall for the series!  The Texas Marathon series might be a coin toss for us, but after a week or two of a little R & R, we’ll be ready to hit it hard! We’re walking away with our chips in hand, and no doubt that we are not the ones in control!  THANK YOU so much to Team PACC, for the support, the cheers and the awesome team spirit! A HUGE THANKS to all of our AMAZING sponsors, most especially to Comedy Defensive Driving, for believing in us and making our dreams a reality, Elete Electrolytes for helping us keep that important mineral balance, Honey Stinger for keeping us fueled, Schwalbe for keeping the tires rolling, and ESI Grips for pimpin’ our bikes out! 2013 here we come!

Food, Sleep, and Love

Food, sleep, and love…this is what keeps the wheels going round. Ever since we finished up our road trip to Colorado we’ve really gone back to the basics. It’s way too easy to get caught up with work, cooking, eating, training, sleeping, work, cooking, eating, training, sleeping (you get the point) that eventually we lose sight of the present because we’re so focused on the future. Sooo, eating well, sleeping well, and loving well seems to be the perfect combo to ride really FAST, and who doesn’t want that?!?! 🙂

I’m so excited that the summer heat has FINALLY passed us by! In past years I felt like I could ride all day in 100+ degree temps, but for some reason this year my body just said NO! So while Carlos was dishing it out every Wednesday in the Irving Crit Series, I was his number one fan on the sidelines practicing my Instagram skills! In the summer, the trainer and I had become very close companions during the week.  On the weekends I was super thankful for my body to be trained to wake up early, to get in some long rides before the temperatures hit triple digits. I wish the Fall Season would just last forever! I love everything about it, from the cool, brisk mornings, the energy in the air, and all the super fun races!

About three weeks ago, we kicked off the Fall TMBRA Series in Ruston, LA. That is BY FAR one of our favorite trails and race venues that we’ve ever been to!  Not only is the terrain absolutely beautiful, but the trail is so fast and flowy that it feels like you’re riding a roller coaster! The women’s field was small, only three of us in the Pro Category, but it was a ton of fun.  I had set a goal for myself to reach a certain average speed that I knew would be challenging and would hopefully keep me up towards the front. Coming out of my first lap and heading in for my second, I looked down to check my average and was shocked to see that I was WAY over what my goal was! I wasn’t too sure if that was  REALLY good, or REALLY bad, especially since I had two more laps to go!  I was feeling GREAT! I decided to back off just a little and save it all for the last lap, which ended up being a really good idea. 😉  I finished in 1st and it was an awesome first race of the season!

Since then, we’ve had a few more races, but those are going to have to wait till next time…food, sleep, and love…it’s time to SLEEP!!! 🙂 Let’s keep these wheels ah rollin’!