Over the holidays, I put on a little bit of weight. This is additional to the weight I had put on last Christmas that I never took back off. Unfortunately, I saw my BMI (yes I know it's kind of a bullshit metric) jump back into the Obese zone. Not, not, good.
However, this morning I was sitting at 231.8 with a BMI of 29.8. Yeeeeaaaa, no longer obese, just over weight again. So far I've dropped 8.2 lbs since 1/1/2016. Most of that was water weight but still it makes me feel good when you see large numbers over a short period of time.
So far the new year is treating me well. I've been eating healthy, hitting the weights, and getting some good workouts on the bike. I just need to keep it up!!!
For Christmas, my wife and my mom & dad helped me complete my home gym setup. I already had the Olympic bar and weights. They got my a rack and bench. It's perfect to get me started but if I stick with it I will eventually get up beyond what the rack will support. But that is months and months away.
So to get me started, I am doing the 5x5 strong lifts until I get some of my strength back. It's quick and simple, so I will be less likely to skip it. I made it through week one feeling a little sore but otherwise great!!! I going to really try to keep up the cross training through the year. This will help my back a lot and give my legs some good power on the bike (especially while climbing!).
Rocks!
This fall and winter has been very frustrating because of the rain and closed trails. However, Isle Du Bois State Park was open just before Christmas so I drove out there to get a ride in before the next round of rain. Loop E was closed due to damage from the rain, so I couldn't get to my typical by-pass. I ended up riding a lot of the technical rock gardens, which are quite challenging. It's was an ass whoopin' trying to make some of the climbs over the rocks but still fun. I only went down once but did walk a hand full of climbs. It was nice to get out on a trail. Isle du Bois is one of my favorite places to ride, it's really pretty and is very challenging.
After a long week, I went out for a nice easy ride with my twin brother. A bridge connecting a new trail system to our local hike/bike trails just opened so we decided to explore a little. And as an added bonus at the point we were going to turn around and come back we found a little donut shop. SCORE!!!! It was one of those rides were you didn't worry about speed or distance. We just rode and chatted and rode.
Was able to get out on the MTB for the first time since I rode with Doug in Dayton, OH. Oak Cliff Nature Preserve is typically a pretty fast and flowing trail with some punching climbs and some minor technical elements. It was nice getting out on the bike even though the trail was like a slip and slide. The roots and rocks on the trail were slick as glass and the dirt was super tacky. Just rolling took quite a bit of effort. Climbing was a nightmare, as soon as you stood up to try to power up a hill, your rear will would spin and you were walking.
Parker and I ended up wiping out pretty hard at different places. I caught a tree with my rear while as I was coming off a small drop. I stopped my bike temporarily but I kept moving forwards. Once all my weight was over the front wheel the bike broke loose and I ass dirt. My left shoulder and elbow are pretty sore and aching but over all I don't think I'm hurt. Then at a creek crossing Parker stuck his front wheel in some mud and went down hard. His bike slammed down and bend the sear rails. He got to ride back on a tilted seat and some pretty bruised quads and knee. After those falls we decided to head back to the trail head and call it a day. No sense in getting someone hurt. We got an hour+ ride in. So we packed up and went of to grab some lunch.
Since there were only a few trails open OCNP was packed. We had to park on the street.
I kind of knew there was an issue but didn't realize the extent of it until I got out on my bike this afternoon.
I haven't ridden much in the last month but the rides I have done have left me tired and out of breath. At first, I though that I might be the problem. That I might have lost some cardio or actually put on some weight but quickly dismissed that as crazy talk. There is no way I am the actual problem.
It's my fucking bike.
My bike is getting fat and is making all my rides harder than they should be. Thanks to my bike's lack of self control, I was almost passed by two roadies this evening. I was eventually able to drop them on a short climb. They were crushed by their defeat, gave up, and turned. I am sure they turned out of shame and not because they were actually going a different direction than me.
So as of now my bike is on a strict diet. No more sneaking into the kitchen for ice cream. BAD BIKE, VERY BAD BIKE!!!
It's time to get this shit under control. I weighed in at 233.2lbs this morning after diving to a tin of ginger snaps last night. I have been slowly gaining weight all year long and it needs to stop.
So starting today, I am going to get this back under control. I am going to treat Thanksgiving and Christmas as singular days not an excuse to eat like shit for 6 weeks straight!!! My goal is to get back down to 220lbs by the end of the year (which is a pretty big loss during the holidays). I am hoping this will give me the motivation to go into the new year ready to kick ass.
Keep watch for updates, hopefully happy positive updates!
It's been a little while since my last post, because it's been a while since I have done any races. This year has been tough and after the 12 hour in Palo Duro I decided to stop racing for a while. However, as the year is coming to a close I'm starting to feel like racing again. Probably because most of the races I really enjoy happen during winter. So I've got my eye on a couple of races coming up:
Rudolph's Revenge on Dec 19th is a 30 mile "race" up the green belt to IDB state park where we do a lap and head back down the green belt. I'll probably do this one on my geared bike and the goal will be to NOT DIE. This will be more of a fun race. Hopefully it will be fun.
1st Race in the DORBA Frozen Series is on January 16th at the Frisco trail. I'm excited about this one because it's close to home and with the exception of Erwin I ride this trail more than any other. This will be a 6 hour race that I would love to do on my single speed. However, that all depends on if I can get my weight down. 6 Hours at Frisco will probably end up with about 4K of climbing. It's all shortish steep climbs so it will kill my legs on the SS if I am still a fat ass. If I can get some weight off then my goal would be able to finish not dead last, maybe middle of the pack.
Unfortunately, the El Nino is really strong right now and all the weather forecasts are showing a very wet winter around here. So there is a good chance all these races will get canceled, like all the races last spring. UGH!
Right now, with Thanksgiving getting close I will be taking it easy through the holiday and try not to gain 5-10 more pounds. Then it's time to get back to business and get some of this weight off and get back to work.
And just a warning, most of the stuff on this will probably be about cycling but there might be some kids and other shit mixed in too.
It has been a while since I have trashed something on my bike and yesterday ended that streak. As I was going up a small hill on loop 13 at Rowlett Creek the derailleur hanger snapped and wrapped the derailleur around my cassette.
I tried to do a makeshift conversion to single speed by taking off the derailleur and shortening the chain but it wouldn't work with the 10speed chain and cassette. This is also when I discovered the cassette was trashed too.
I'll be taking my bike over to the bike shop this morning to have them look at the frame. The derailleur did some damage to a one of the seat stays and I am not a carbon expert so I want them to look at it. I am not sure what is going to happen if the frame is trashed. The beauty of bike designs is that the derailleur hangers are designed to rip off before they do damage to the frame. So getting the derailleur back on shouldn't be too big of a deal. However, one of the bolt sheared off and I am hoping the bike shop can get it out with out too much issues. I don't have to tools to drill out and retap the hole. The derailleur is a little banged up but doesn't look bent so it might be okay. I know I will have to replace the chain, hanger, and cassette.
This has been a rough year for my MTBing and my weight. After spending some time in Arizona climbing hills at altitude I finally have motivation to get my weight back under control. Pedaling my fat ass up those hills sucked. Yeaaa for motivation. I have been severely lacking in that department for a long time now.
The lakes are still over full and will probably stay that way for the rest of the summer. One of my favorite races series finally threw in the towel and said they are cancelling their races. There would be no way they could put together their races with so many trails closed.
However, there was some good news. DORBA finally announced the dates and trails for the North Texas XC Series and there are some ball busters in there. All of these trails are going to be hard races. I race my best on fast and twisty single track and these trails are not that. This is like a nightmare lineup for me.
Date
Name
Location
11-07-2015
DORBA XC Series - Rain Date 2
10-25-2015
DORBA XC Series - Race 5
Boulder
10-18-2015
DORBA XC Series - Rain Date 1
10-11-2015
DORBA XC Series - Race 4
Dinosaur Valley
09-26-2015
DORBA XC Series - Race 3
Frisco
09-13-2015
DORBA XC Series - Race 2
Big Cedar
08-30-2015
DORBA XC Series - Race 1
Tyler State Park
I doubt I will make the first race. I don't think I will be ready by the end of August but I might go out and get my ass kicked anyway. :)
There will be a vacation blog coming soon, I just haven't gotten around to it yet.
I've been kind of lost since my last race. This year has not gone according to plan. Partly due to things out of my control and partly due things in my control.
Since my race schedule has been cleared, mostly because of the ridiculously wet spring, I am currently without a race to train for. So I'm taking the rest of June off, at least from any organized training. I'm going to ride when I feel like it and sit on my fat ass when I don't.
Once July rolls around, I'll get back to piling on base miles and speedwork to hopefully be ready for the fall DORBA XC MTB Series (that is cross country not cyclocross). I'll be shifting from long endurance races, too shorter balls out races. I guess like going from marathon to 5/10k races. These XC races hurt, FACE AND PUKE PACE for about 60-75 minutes depending on the course length.
The fall series hasn't been announced yet because only a handful of trails are even open right now. I'm assuming that later in the summer, when more trails are open something will be announced. The races are a big revenue generator for the DORBA (Dallas Off Road Bike Association) so they will probably put at least a handful of races on. Fingers crossed.
So for the rest of June I'm going relax and enjoy. And spend a week in northern Arizona. My bike is coming along this year!!! Woohoo, I get to fall on new dirt and rocks!
Yesterday evening I was actually able to get out and do a trail ride at a local trail. Due to overwhelming support on a local trail work day (that I couldn't attend due to a b-day party) the Northwest Community DORBA trail was able to open up way before the trail steward thought!
The trail steward posted many warnings about the roughness and condition of the trail. That it would be rough, loose, grassing, and multiple by-passes due to damage but was encouraging people to ride the trail. Riding helps the trail, it smooths and levels it out.
The Frisco trail is a fairly new trail and was only created a couple years ago. There is 8 miles of single track packed into a pretty small space out there. It can be a HOT place to ride during the summer because it's wide open in 70% of the trail. The steward has done a lot with the elevation he had to work with and got about 350ft of climbing pre-lap. It's comprised of an outer loop "Ranger" and three internal loops "Wolverine", "Coyote", and "Redhawk". With an additional look "Raccoon" to be finished soon. I think once "Raccoon" is done it will put the total mileage up near 10 miles. The best part of all it's only 20 minutes from my house!!!
So I got out to the trail at around 5:00pm. It was around 94 degrees but felt like 100+. Due to the heat and the trail conditions it was a slow ride. But I was able to get 20 miles and was out on the trails for about 2.5 hours. I went through about a gallon of fluids while out there.
There were quite a few critters out while we were riding. We found a 7 legged tarantula, saw a skunk running through the grass, and I ran over a cottonmouth snake that was quite pissed at the whole ordeal.
The trail crews have done some cool fixes to combat erosion. Here they armored a descent with bricks to protect it from the water.
Here are a couple of other videos from the ride, because MTB videos are cool!
The rain we received in North Texas this spring was just ridiculous and even though it's been a week since any rain has fallen we are still dealing with the after effects. Pretty much all the trails in the DFW area are closed and will need some major work. People keep posting pictures of the damage. They are saying it will take months of trail work before Erwin is ridable again:
The NW Frisco trail will need some armoring and a ton of trail work too:
Northshore will be underwater for a couple more months until lake levels get back down:
Parts of the Rowlett Creek trail were actually washed away into the creek and will require major re-routes.
The list just keeps going on and on like this. LB Houston, Knob Hills, Windmill Park, and Cedar Hill are all under water. There is one trail that has opened but they only have a 6 mile loop of fireroads open. The rest of the 20+ miles of single track are still shut down and will remain that way for a while. It just sucks that 1000s of hours of work that went into these trails was washed away in a coupe of months. It just sucks.
Here is the TLDR version (or executive summary for anyone over 35):
I raced my Single Speed MTB in the 12 hour Solo SS 35-49 race on Sunday. The 12 hour racers started at midnight and finished with the 24 hour racers at noon. I was able to finish 5 laps in 05:28:37.333 and decided not to continue after that. Cranking my fat ass up the hills and across the rocky terrain did a number my knees. I went into this race 30lbs heavy and payed for it dearly. However, those 5 laps still scored my 2nd place in my division. Laps: 5 Last Seen: 5:28:37.3 Split 1: 57:21.730 Split 2: 58:13.226 Split 3: 1:02:54.257 Split 4: 1:16:37.317 Split 5: 1:13:30.803
Here are the boring details:
My older brother (David), my nephew (Parker), and I all packed up and hit the road early Friday morning to head out to Palo Duro Canyon just east of Canyon, TX in the panhandle. It's about a 6 hour drive so we hit the road at 5am. After the longish and very boring drive we arrived at the park entrance to find that the trail was currently closed so we could not do our pre-ride. Our plan was to get out there around noon, setup our tent in the pit to save a spot (it's first come, first server), do a pre-ride, eat, then go to packet pick up.
Since we couldn't ride we setup the tent, ate, and then goofed around in the canyon for a while. Here is a time lapse from my GoPro from inside the canyon and driving out.
Since we couldn't pre-ride we went back to the hotel to check in and relax until packet pick up at 3pm. When we went to pick up the packets we found out that they had open the trails so we hurried back to the hotel, got out gear ready, and drove back down into the canyon.
We were worried about the condition of the trail since there has been so much rain over the last several days but for the most part the trail was okay. It was soft in some places and really rough in others. The rain had washed over the rocks and exposed a lot of hard edges. My rigid single speed was punishing me on this terrain. I ended up going down in one section when I tried to make a turn with too much speed. You can check it out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GseUdzwITQ
Once we got cleaned up and ate dinner, the long wait until 12:00am Sunday morning began. We tried to sleep on Saturday afternoon after wandering around in Canyon, TX but no one could get much if any sleep. We eventually decided to pack up and head down into Palo Duro around 8pm. We got down in the canyon and unpacked all the stuff we would need for a long night and morning on the bikes. Here was my setup.
The 24 hour guys started their race at noon so we watched them coming in and out of the pits while we waited for our start. We eventually got dressed, turned on our lights, and rode our bikes to the start line.
We started right at midnight and took the paved road up to the trail entrance and then jumped on the trail.
I would love to give you detailed lap by lap analysis but honestly I don't remember a whole lot from the race. It's like a dream with just bits and pieces that jump out.
David, Parker, and I stayed together on the 1st lap because we wanted to make sure everyone got at least one lap in. It was very different riding the course in the dark. Even with the fantastic lights (TrailLED) you can still only see so far and have little to no peripheral vision. The lights and shadows play jokes on your eyes too. The 1st lap was good. David and Parker pitted faster than I did so they went out without me and I was on my own. Even though there are a lot of people riding it's amazing how you really don't see anyone while riding these events. On my second lap I saw 3-4 other riders and even less on my 3rd lap. All the riders were super friendly and everyone had nice words for each other.
My legs felt good and I was moving along at a comfortable pace (at least one I thought I could hold for 12 hours) but I was having problems getting to a comfortable temperature. It was really chilly in the pit (50F with a breeze) so I put on a jacket for the start of the race but 10 minutes into my first lap I was burning up. So on lap 2 I took off the jacket and I was shivering by the end of lap 2. So I threw on a lighter jacket and about halfway through lap 3 I had to take the sleeves off the jacket and that seemed to be okay. I also had to change my bike shorts between lap 2 and 3 or lap 3 and 4. I ended up putting on the wrong pair to start and they kept falling down. So I was constantly having to pull my pants up while I was riding. The best part was when I was changing I was having a hard time getting the new shorts up because of my sweating legs and ass and I dropped my towel. So I am standing there with my ass hanging out for most of the other teams to see. Everyone was so tired no one cared. I did get a couple cat calls though.
Riding that late and night was hard and between 3-4am was the hardest. I swear I fell asleep on my bike a couple of times and that was scary as hell. Out there in the quiet and dark, it gets lonely even with the coyotes yipping just off the trail. Navigating a trail at night and while tired is hard at times. There were several wrong turns that sent me down some rough parts of the trail. One mistake sent me off a nice 16 inch ledge. It's always nice with the ground just disappears from beneath you. I might have screamed the f-work like a little girl.
When I started lap 4 my knee was starting to hurt and not the general ache that I get in my knees sometimes. This was a different hurt. I under estimated the roughness of the course and how fat I was. I was having to work really hard to crank my fat ass up the hills and it was hurting my knees. Especially my left knee. The downhills were really rough and that was just shaking the hell out of all of me. (Did I mention I ride a rigid single speed, NO SUSPENSION).
So during lap 5 I decided I had had enough.
So I stood there for a couple minutes, then I sat down refusing to press the "Save" button on my Garmin. That would mean I was really done. I stared at it for 30 minutes until I was shaking from sitting in the clothes. Then I pressed it and accepted my fate.
I rode 41.5 miles over 5 hours 28 minutes and 37.3 seconds and I felt like I had failed. I rode my bike for 5.5 hours over rough single track and I felt like a failure. What the fuck is wrong with me?!? My nephew couldn't continue after 6 laps (50+ miles) and he felt the same way.
As it turns out my 5 laps was enough to get my 2nd in my category. Mainly because there were only 2 of us. I know I'm not suppose to tell y'all that. I'm suppose to just brag about my trophy. But I am proud of myself. I worked damn hard on my 5 laps and no one else was there to take 2nd way from me.
The best part of the day was our entire group got on the podium.
After all of this we had been awake for 35+ hours. We got some food, cleaned up, and crashed for a couple hours before getting dinner and passing out for the night. No one was in shape to drive home that day so we stayed and extra night and drove home this morning.
I can't do this blog without a shout out to my trusty steed!!!
I really enjoyed this trip and it was great to actually ride my bike on dirt. I can't tell you how awesome that was but this will probably be my last race for a little while. I need to get my head on straight and get these 30lbs off if I am going to continue to race my single speed. I'm hoping that will light a fire under my ass to get my weight back under control. So tomorrow I will get on the scale to access the damage and then start chipping away.
About a year and a half ago (Jan 2014) the shock on my Specialized Epic died and I had to send it back to Specialized to be serviced. That meant I was forced to ride my single speed bike which had been bought years before, rode for a little while, and pretty much ignored. It was ignored because a single speed is not a lazy persons bike. It takes effort to swap gears and maintain and takes effort to ride. Well with no other option, I started to ride it again and pretty much fell in love my my single speed. Over the next months I rode it exclusively, even after I got my Epic back.
One this day over a year ago I raced my Single Speed for the first time and GOT MY ASS KICKED by my single speed and by everyone else in the SS Open class.
I wish I could point you to the race report from that race but it accidentally was deleted when I killed my MFP account a while back. But I can give you an idea of what happened.
The race was 4 short laps at Erwin park with a nice start on the hilly paved road in the park. The SS group did the same distance as the Advanced Group (CAT2) and I had never raced in the CAT2 group ever! Since it was my first race I didn't gear my bike correctly and went out way to hard. By the end of the 3rd lap I was toast and my back was killing me. The 4th lap was a sufferfest and I am pretty sure only ONE racer (out of all the categories) finished behind me. My back was cramping so bad I could not bend over. It was beyond humbling and humiliating. I had never done that badly in a race EVER.
AND here I am a year later getting ready for a 12 hour race on my SS. I am pretty sure I am about to get another dose of humility, pain, and suffering. You know what, I like to dive in and test my limits. I want to know if something is possible and it doesn't kill me to fail. I learn from my failures and push forward. I know people that would tell me not to do this race because I have only been racing my SS for a year and other that would tell me I haven't trained enough. And they are probably right but I am still going to do it.
The goal for this morning was to get out and get 2 hours of easy saddle time in. I am going to start tapering and just wanted to get a decent but not hard ride in today. So I jumped on my single speed and took off. Within 10 minutes of starting my ride it started to rain. I almost went back to the house but pushed on because I really needed the ride. There was a south wind so I went south so I could have the wind at my back on the way home. The bike/hike path that I was on had several wooden bridges that get slick when they are wet but what I didn't see was the 6 inch metal plate at the end of the bridge. That thing was as slick as ice and I went down so quick there wasn't anything I could have done.
I left a little skin and blood on the pavement. As I sat there on the side of the trail assessing my injuries a nice runner stopped to ask if I was okay. It cracked me up when he said "It's never good when you see a cyclist sitting down." Pretty much.
My injuries were pretty superficial so i got up and finished my ride. I ended up with 28+ easy miles today. Other than the rain and going down it was a good ride.
The best part was getting home and jumping in the shower and cleaning out the road rash. It felt AWESOME!!!
For Christmas, my wife and my mom & dad helped me complete my home gym setup. I already had the Olympic bar and weights. They got my a rack and bench. It's perfect to get me started but if I stick with it I will eventually get up beyond what the rack will support. But that is months and months away.
