tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10197351895796236792024-03-13T16:51:49.405-04:00Single Track Mindfinn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-38588691191213639092015-03-06T10:52:00.000-05:002015-03-06T10:52:27.359-05:00In the Footsteps of Giants<div class="MsoNormal">
One by one the elephants wake up in the soft grass beneath a shelter of palm
trees near Serena Forest. The family sleeps
here each night in this oasis within Kenya’s vast Amboseli
National Park.</div>
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As the sun rises to illuminate the park, the matriarch steps
in front of the curtain of trees and picks a destination across the park. Today
it will be a wetland formed after last month’s two rainy days, the runoff still
filtering through Kilimanjaro’s underground rivers and springs. They’ll spend the
morning eating and drinking and the afternoon napping.</div>
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The family slowly gathers and then sets out together. Their
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We follow in the footsteps of the giants. Their dusty
impressions are deep, but the elephants never look back to view them, nor
forward but to calibrate their direction. Their focus is in the present, on
keeping the unit together, caring for the young, observing the landscape for
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They reach the wetland and spend hours chest deep in water, grasping huge tufts of grass with their trunks and then pushing sideways with their tusks to rip the clumps out at the roots. Their trunks are as graceful as they are powerful, and they carefully curl the green bunches into their waiting mouths and munch on them with loud, savoring chews.</div>
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Amboseli’s elephants live as they have for
millions of years -- safer every day from the greed of ivory poachers and the threat of human
encroachment. That I, as part of IFAW, may be playing a role in helping them
live as nature intended should perhaps be humbling and a source of pride, but
instead all I feel is grateful -- for it is the elephant’s gift to remind us to live
simply and in harmony with our surroundings; to choose our destination and then
enjoy our journey; to make each step thoughtfully; to stick together and take
care of each other.</div>
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The last pink streaks of sunlit clouds give way to a sky
swollen with stars. Night birds whistle an elaborate soundtrack against the
occasional grunts of a passing pride of lions and the panicked rumble of waterbuck
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The elephants lie down again in the tall, soft grass of their oasis and welcome the soft embrace of sleep.</div>
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-50745261929010070842015-02-19T11:58:00.003-05:002015-02-19T11:58:53.198-05:00Drunken Rich<div class="MsoNormal">
Sis told me to write more. So on the eve of a once-in-a-lifetime trip to Africa, some ramblings:</div>
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I’ve read the advice for living a full life – to travel, to
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And I’ve followed that advice, but never heard
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Instead I find myself wanting to contract my life to enjoy
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With those I love, to hold them, speak deeply, love and laugh, and
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If the
rest of my days were spent in such rewarding simplicity, I’d be drunkenly rich
and want nothing further from life.<o:p></o:p></div>
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-26541986203977088822014-12-17T12:30:00.001-05:002014-12-18T11:29:08.078-05:00ICE WEASELS 2014; the Diamond Hill MonsterI spent 4th and 5th grade at Mercymount Day School on the other side of Diamond Hill. So I know well the story of the Diamond Hill Monster.<br />
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Long before the mirrorflage alien of Predator, the Diamond Hill Monster's sparkly specter took frightening shape in Rhode Island folklore.<br />
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Rumored to be made of diamonds, the monster lurked in the thick forest of Diamond Hill and awaited unsuspecting night hikers.<br />
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The best time to see the monster was when the moon was rising over the hill. Suddenly something transparent would pass in front of the moon, and its glow would dampen and its light refract and blur. Then just as quickly, clear moonbeams would return, the hiker's sight restored, but a tingling curiosity would start them shivering. The distant sound of crunching leaves under heavy footprints would stand their hairs on end...the noise coming ever closer...snapping twigs, just behind now....then all sound ceased into an eerie silence.<br />
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The hiker would peer into the dark woods as shapes began to take form. "What is that, who is that, next to that tree? Wait, it kinda looks like..like...like me! It's a reflection. But how?..." <br />
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By then it was too late. The slicing had begun. (Cue the burst of scary music).<br />
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Our old gym teacher scared the shit out of us with that stories like that. Then a field trip over the hill was cancelled when someone died in the park. The official cause of death was a heroin overdose, but rumor has it that the police were a bit baffled over how a simple overdose became such a bloody mess.<br />
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We weren't baffled...we knew it was the work of...the Diamond Hill Monster! (More scary music).<br />
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And so for me it was with slightly morbid joy that the Ice Weasels 2014 moved to the Diamond Hill Park. I raced the "age-discriminated*" Killer Bs (*the announcer's name for us 40plussers) and the Single Speed party, er, race.<br />
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I didn't get attacked by the monster at all, so that was good. But I crashed pretty hard, which wasn't.<br />
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And I got yelled at (more than once) for shitty riding, but that's my own fault :-) It was only my 2nd CX race. Cross is hard, all those stupid muddy turns.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Putting down the watts! All 27 of them! (photo Aliicia Crowell Furrer)</td></tr>
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For the SS race I wore a pimp costume and lost my purple pants between barriers and whipped them to some dude who waved them and whooped as I subsequently rolled by.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gal on right was all smiles until she ended up behind me through some turns,<br />
and then she couldn't pass me fast enough. I'm so awful at this. (Photo Aliicia)</td></tr>
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I have CX trust issues: I don't trust my tires in the turns. It's amazing how quickly a real CX racer can close down on you when you take every turn wide and shaky (see above caption). Having only a handful of rides on an actual CX bike didn't help, but still...<br />
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See my fatass Sea Sports blue kit embarrass itself through a few turns at about <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1VR7Lch_0Q" target="_blank">4:55 of this vid</a> from fellow Cape rider Steve (who fell into the reverse holeshot at .01 of the race when the guy in front of him missed clipping in, but then Steve caught and passed a whole lotta racers). I look so slow, so pitifully slow.<br />
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Kudos to my fellow Sea Sportsters Gabe ("Goose") and Bryan (who was closing in on the top 10 in the Jedis before DOUBLE FLATTING on a sharp rock).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Goose taking turns and talking to Maverick. (Photo Meg McMahon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">Bryan: The force is strong in this wan. (Photo Aliicia)</td></tr>
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Kudos to my fellow Codders from C4 racing (of which I'm now a proud member). They are the NICEST people.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trish threw the donut before the rock...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and caught it in her mouth on the other side. (Photos Aliicia)</td></tr>
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Kudos to the race organizers and volunteers for putting this together in 48 hours and making it seem like they've been having races there for 10 yrs. And to the timers and lap counters -- not sure how you kept track of things. Voodoo, I assume.<br />
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More kudos to the funny announcer who never lost his breath, voice, or sense of humor.<br />
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Kudos to the monster for not slicing anyone's face off, though I have to wonder if he had something to do with Bryan's double flat.<br />
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Today's the one-year anniversary of ending up in the hospital because of Lyme's disease. Still healing, but fingers crossed that Lyme's is in the rearview for good. Ice Weasels was the perfect fun fitness test to end a fairly tumultuous year of unhealth.<br />
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Thanks for reading.<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-58463147932939615872014-10-20T18:43:00.000-04:002014-10-20T18:43:27.162-04:00Gordon Barker No Brakes Race Report and the Period at the End of the Sentence<div class="MsoNormal">
After a lost race season, I decided to suit up for <a href="http://www.capecodseasports.com/">Sea Sports</a> at the Gordon Barker No
Brakes Race at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/StrathamHillPark">Stratham
Hill Park in Stratham, NH</a>. My local
teammates have been kicking my ass lately, so I figured I’d let 50 other people
have that pleasure. I raced in the Expert 18+ field.</div>
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track, a few steep climbs, and tons of really nice volunteers. Seems Stratham has a really nice community,
not unlike my little village in Sandwich. Bravo!<o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m not sure why I decided to do this race. I guess I wanted
to test myself, to feel the rush of racing again, to feel like I wasn’t
useless. But now that I feel like I’m maybe/actually/finally feeling “normal”
again, I guess I was hoping I could look back and give the Year of Lyme’s the
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I planned on riding my Cannondale (geared hardtail) but I
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keep air (tubeless) on Saturday, so I decided to just race the Misfit single
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I put the climby 32/20 gear on, the race being in NH and
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Strava says there was about 850’+ of climbing per each of
the two laps, but it felt like maybe 200’. If that. I didn’t expect to see any Wilichoskis or
Crossleys during the race, but I also didn’t expect to be spit out the back so
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The start was flat. Flat road, flat dirt road, flat double
track. Me and another SSer from NEMBA
RACING chatted at the back as we watched the entire field disappear into the
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Once we got into the single track, I started to pick up
places. But the 32/20 was so spinny that I just couldn’t get a good flow going,
and the first real climb didn’t come for about 2 miles. And while the course
was not technical, there were enough little roots and rocks that the rigid was
constantly popping me up because I was spinning so much. Nonetheless, I relaxed
and picked up a few spots here and there, mainly on the climby parts. As usual,
I felt better in 2<sup>nd</sup> half of race, and made some more passes to end
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I think I was 2<sup>nd</sup> out of 3 single speeders. I
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NEMBA Racer -- thanks!), but he was stronger and he crept away. He might’ve been running a bigger gear, 32/18
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race season lasted 1 hour and 42 minutes.
Now looking forward to mellow rides, more trail running (my new
obsession), lots of stretching and weights, losing about 12 more lbs, some rest
… and then cranking up the training early in 2015 in prep for next year’s race
season. Hopefully this Gordon Barker race was the period at the end of my
Lyme’s sentence. Fingers crossed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-36220872063035546262014-08-04T14:37:00.001-04:002014-08-04T14:37:30.435-04:00Starting O-o-veeerrrrHaven't written in a long time because, you know, who gives a shit? Plus I haven't raced at all this year.<br />
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Only writing now for the same reason someone might write in a diary - just to see how I felt at a particular time in my personal history.<br />
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And that felt is pretty good, actually.<br />
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Approximately 8 months after treatment for Lyme's and low b12, and I'm (finally) feeling pretty good. I've strung together about 5 days in a row of pretty goodedness and that beats my recent record by about 4 days.<br />
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AND, that happens to coincide not coincidentally with having not ridden my bike in 15 days. I felt pretty good back in the beginning of April too, but then relapsed and I've spent the last 4 months on a roller coaster of sorts. Was tested for lots of stuff, but so far haven't found out anything to explain the raft of neurological symptoms plus fatigue and constant muscle soreness.<br />
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Back in April, my sis-in-law (doctor and elite runner) suggested that I might be overtraining as I was coming back from the December bout with Lyme's. Only took four months for me to decide to now really test that theory. I do admit that there were many rides in the last few months where I knew I wasn't recovered and still went like hell. Plus the stress of selling an old and buying a new house and having two kids under age 5, etc... But I wasn't riding nearly as much as others I know...but they weren't coming off stage 3 Lyme's either.<br />
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Well now 15 days off saddle and I'm really wondering if she was right.<br />
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And thanks to Strava, I can look back and see some pretty silly stuff in the past few months. Riding to the ride, riding like a bandit, then riding home. Fun, epic, dumb. Oh well, live and learn.<br />
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Strava is a double-edged sword for a competitive dude like me. Easy rides have too often turned into KOM attempts because I know the orange eye in the sky is tracking my every move, even as the fatigue demons lurked deep in the weaves of my quads.<br />
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[As an interesting (to me) aside, the fastest I've ever been on a bike, generally speaking, was when I only used Strava to track rides, and BEFORE the local Stravaites segmented out my local woods. And that was on my Niner One9, that noodly little bitch with the dodgy BB, and in a 32/18 because that was the only gearing where the BB would rub the warped BB shell enough to stay put. I wasn't "training" then, was just trying to ride fast and have fun.]<br />
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So my new plan is to wait until I hit a full week of feeling close to 100% and then start riding again, and SLOWLY build, avoiding Strava and group hammerfests for a while. That close to 100%edness is probably a ways off, but I definitely feel like I'm heading in the right direction.<br />
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It'll be just like starting over - starting o-o-veeerrrr.<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-82533481423705274162013-10-16T12:03:00.003-04:002013-10-16T12:03:57.775-04:00Bear Brook fun fast rideWent tent campin for the last time this year this past weekend in NH and hit up Bear Brook with Taylor Clark and Anthony Catauro from Clark Bros Racing, and Ken Avery from Geax (sporting a prototype tire on his Transition Bandit 27.5). Lots of nerdy tire, bike, and racer talking on this ride. My bike geek meter was delightfully overloading. We got in a bunch of fast miles too, of course.<br />
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The trails were not what I expected. It being NH, I was expecting lots of climbing and more rocks (especially knowing that Taylor is very skilled in the rough stuff and has to ride rocks somewhere - it ain't at Bear Brook I guess). The trails at BB are pretty well groomed, and the climbs weren't thigh-busting - you definitely gained el, but in thoughtful switchbacks. <br />
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Bear Brook is a dragstrip. Very fast. Some real grin-inducing sections that ride great both ways. It reminded me quite a bit of Nickerson State Park in a lot of places - similar fast trails carved in the hillsides (with lots of downed trees - tho from logging in Bear Brook as opposed to winter storms in Nick). Bear Brook's trails tend to go for longer, though, as the area covers like 10,000 acres, which is more than 5x the area of Nickerson and 10x the area of TOT.<br />
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Something dawned on me while riding here and comparing it to the many places I've ridden. While Cape Cod doesn't have the elevation, some of our climbs are just as hard, maybe harder, if a bit shorter. Part of that is that some of our trails, especially where we train a lot in Sandwich, are mx trails. Mxers can climb ridiculously steep, rutted out trails. Mtbikers have a limit on what makes sense as far as pitch and looseness of climbs go. But we train there anyway. Roger Wharton didn't call them his "heartbreakers" for nothing. I'd even go as far as to say that some of the climbs where we train in Pine Hills (over the bridge in So. Plymouth) are among the hardest I've done anywhere because they're long (relatively speaking..5 mins) and straight up the hillside. <br />
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Bear Brook is also super popular. Tons of riders and lots of racer kits and bikes, whole teams even. Again reflecting on living on a peninsula - there are 3 MTB race teams here, and we often split up geographically between the 3 riding areas (Corner at Otis, Sea Sports at TOT, CCMTB at Nickerson).<br />
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So overall a really fun ride. Assuming we'll camp in Auburn NH again next year (if the campground can get rid of some of the riffraff), I think I'll probably hit up FOMBA again. There's not a ton there, but with bike mileage to and fro, I could get in a solid 30. And what I rode and FOMBA wasn't fast n flowy, but it made up for it in rocks everywhere, something we have to go lookin for down here in paradise.<br />
<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-74067448179410138502013-09-11T12:50:00.000-04:002013-09-11T12:50:02.536-04:00Landmine Classic 2013 race reportYou finish, you feel like crap, you force yourself to ride around a bit, you check the results board, you leave the venue, you stop at the first store you see (Wholefoods!) and buy too much food and then EAT your face off.<br />
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At least that's my usual post-race routine, with the occasional podium ceremony thrown in if you're lucky enough.<br />
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Then a couple days go by and <a href="http://www.createxracing.com/2013-root-66-race-results.html" target="_blank">the results</a> come out and you look at your time and other guys' times and do some calculations and generally feel pretty good or pretty not-so-good about your performance.<br />
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Except not this time.<br />
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This time you look at the results and go "huh?"<br />
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My time doesn't look right in relation to some other guys' times. It looks around 2-4 minutes too good. I know of 3 guys passed me who started after me, and their times should be at least 2-4 mins better, but they're not.<br />
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So, either:<br />
1) Some of the times are wrong...OR...<br />
2) I inadvertently cut the course and then re-joined it without realizing it - I've looked at the map and can't possibly figure out where I would have - if I did, it would have had to happened between feedzone 2 and 3, maybe near the end of 3 where there were some tight loops?...I don't know...OR...<br />
3) The riders I'm comparing myself to went off course, and then I passed them while they were off course - which seems ever more unlikely.<br />
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I faithfully followed the course arrows and confess to being confused a couple times (I know I'm not alone there) - BUT - I think I stayed on it, and had people in front or in back of me almost the whole time. So I'm really hard-pressed to figure out how I could have cut and rejoined without me or someone else noticing. <br />
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Anyhoo, I've sent the awesome folks at Root66 a message with the details and will let them decide my fate. I'd DQ myself if I knew for sure I cut the course, but again, I can't figure out how I could have. So maybe it was just a timing error. Confused.<br />
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Regardless, the race was super fun, fast, hard, etc. Typical Landmine. I raced Cat1 40's - geared - as my SS BB was giving me the blues. Me and gears don't mesh, so about halfway through, I stopped all the shifting shenanigans, let some air out the tires, and pretty much rode the rest of the ST in 2 gears - either 38/19 or 38/22. Much better.<br />
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For some reason, my memory of past Landmines told me that it was pretty much over after feed zone 3. Wrong. There was one fairly bony section that took its toll before it got to the easier/fast stuff and quite a lot of Cat 3 (I assume) traffic. Love seeing those folks out there.<br />
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I am planning on doing the Freetown 50, hopefully on the SS if I can get it sorted in time. And I'm planning on doing a lot more road riding this fall, some martial arts, Pilates, and just generally staying in shape without as much suffering. Looking forward to it!!!<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-45280688279689152332013-08-14T10:02:00.000-04:002013-08-14T10:02:43.233-04:00Hodges Village Dam 2013 Race ReportDuring some mtb races you start out in a pack, the pack sorts itself out, and then you end up riding by yourself for a long time - I've ridden races without seeing another rider for 20/25 minutes - you start wondering if you took a wrong turn. Hodges Village Dam 2013 was the total opposite.<br />
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I was really interested to see how I would do in this race, coming off my bonkmeltdown at the Barn Burner a couple weeks ago. I put in some hard training miles since that race, hoping to salvage whatever I could from the season as it starts winding down -- and to see if I had any race left in my legs for 2013.<br />
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The SS class was about 10 deep and well stacked. Off we went and Mottram, Witkus, and Beal were off the front never to be seen again. Jason Rabidou was behind them and then Dave Richardson and then me. I was hoping to use Dave as a measuring stick as I'm usually competitive with him, but he beat me by quite a bit at the Barn Burner. </div>
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It's funny how you can tell how a race is going to go pretty early. I took a much shorter warmup then I did at the Barn Burner, and that seemed to help. I felt good from the whistle and was confident that my fitness would hold better than it did at the Burner. But I still dialed it back a touch in the first couple laps to make sure I had something left for the last two. Glad I did as I was toast by the end.</div>
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At the first steep/sandy hill Dave went up a bit and then dismounted and pulled aside, presumably to let others (me) try to ride the hill. I passed Dave and tried to ride the hill but failed, and hopped off the bike and looked back and I didn't think there was anybody close enough behind me that I shouldn't just run the hill. So I I felt a little odd bolting as I think Dave was being courteous, but it being a race and there being nobody close behind, I just kept going. I'm not sure if Dave was being overly courteous or had a mechanical or what (maybe I was just being a dick, though I don't think so). Anyway, I never saw Dave again, or after the race, so I'm not sure what really happened. Ironically, it was at that same hill last year that a racer muffed it and then stood in the middle and wouldn't let anyone else pass and actually said 'too bad'.</div>
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So on I went and I eventually caught and tailed Rabidou. We drafted each other, kept each other in sight and he and I rode together the rest of the race, trading the lead back and forth. Neither of us got more than 10 seconds up on the other. Man, it was fun. We were just locked in on each other's paces for 3.5 laps, missing that same new S-turn on all 4 laps, laughing at my awful CX skills, etc. We were having fun, but also still racing hard. </div>
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Jason's a cat3 CX racer so he owned the couple of dismounts and run-ups during the laps. He might've had a slightly easier gear than me too as he seemed to have more snap on the hills. My strength compared to him was in the techy singletrack, where I would slowly reel him back in - my slightly bigger gear may have helped there and on flats too.</div>
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I knew where I needed to attack him in lap 4 to beat him, but I just didn't have the power to do it and stay away, so I decided to stay put behind him hoping he'd make a mistake or gas. He did neither, and put a gap in me as we ran up the last get-off hill on lap 4. He quickly remounted and was gone. I did my usual hop-hop awkward remount and I knew that was that. Then Matt Myette and his sweet matching Zancanato kit and bike came out of nowhere to catch me and he said 'hi' all casual and pleasant-like as if he wanted to chat. I said 'hi - 4th is right in front of us - go get him!" and that lit a fire under him and off he bolted and caught Jason (sorry Jason lol) right before the finish. So Myette got 4th, Jason 5th, me 6th, all within a minute and only a couple minutes off the podium. I wonder if Myette left a little too much in the tank as he seemed a lot fresher than us at the 24 mile mark.</div>
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So I was extremely happy with my race - not just how fun it was, but also with my fitness. I'm not sure where my race fitness went after starting the season with three 2nd places, but it seems like it's coming back around. I think I just didn't do enough long/hard rides mid-season to keep my fitness up when I wasn't racing and most others were. This is my first full season in Cat1, so I have a lot more to learn about training. I feel like my trajectory is definitely back on the upslope for this season though. So looking forward to some more hard training and then hopefully feeling good at the last couple races.</div>
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-76703697936620241802013-07-30T16:16:00.001-04:002013-07-30T16:16:44.025-04:00Barn Burner race report 2013...BonkerooapaloozafestLet's start right off by saying that the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/TheBarnBurner" target="_blank">Barn Burner</a> was really awesome. A great new race venue, deceivingly difficult course, plenty of parking, very well organized, free beer if you stuck around long enough (<a href="http://www.harpoonbrewery.com/" target="_blank">Harpoon</a> Summer is quite tasty fyi), prizes, raffle, kids races. It had everything. And so well run it was hard to believe this was the first edition.<br />
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The course: if you rode this for fun, you'd think it was pretty easy. Couple of short steep hills, some slick roots parallel to the trail, one tough-but-rideable rock garden...and otherwise pretty fun and slow-flowy.<br />
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Racing it is a different story, I think because there really aren't many places to coast. You're constantly on the gas and it wears you down. Big time. There were quite a few shelled racers at the finish.<br />
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So this was like the single speed open world championships of New England. 21 pre-registered was the biggest SS field I've seen except for maybe the Cat 2 SS race at Massasoit a couple of years ago.<br />
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Lots of big hitters too. And some guys I didn't know, but who looked strong and had nice kits (I especially liked the matching <a href="http://www.zanconato.com/#splash-f4da1" target="_blank">Zanconato</a> bike and kit...the googles tell me it might have been Matt Myette? Sharp.).<br />
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<a href="http://www.capecodseasports.com/" target="_blank">Sea Sports</a> Teammates Tim Johnson, Gabe Agaman and I all pre-rode the course, which was, in retrospect, a mistake. I flatted and we all probably exerted more than we should have. Teammate Jeff Craddock had the right idea in not pre-riding, though navigating his two kids around the kid race probably was even more taxing.<br />
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So we lined up for the race and GO! and 20 people hurtled up the double track spinning like crazy to try to gain the single track holeshot. I have no idea what happened at the front as I was quickly far behind. I spent lap 1 and lap 2 working hard to make up spaces. I figured I had made it to about 5th after 2 laps and knew there were a couple guys I have beaten in the past in front of me, so I felt pretty good.<br />
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And then the bottom fell out.<br />
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If lap 3 of my race was a music festival, it would be called Bonkeroo. Or Bonkapalooza. Or Bonkfest.<br />
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I absolutely snailed the 3rd lap. So slow, cramps threatening at every stroke. People who I passed minutes before passed me back. Charlie Beal had 2 mechanicals and still passed me back. One guy passed me, pulled off to piss (in what was clearly a metaphor for my race), and then passed me again. To quote Alec Petro's Strava description, I was "cratering".<br />
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I came through the start/finish after my worst lap ever and debated quitting rather than going out for lap 4, but I decided to keep going for some godawfulprideful reason.<br />
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I either very vaguely rebounded during lap 4 or just got used to the suffering and managed to put in a couple efforts here and there and squeezed out a 10th place zit.<br />
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I'm slightly encouraged and perplexed to discover that I wasn't the only one who was really hurting on what seemed like a fairly tame course. Maybe it was the constant twisty ups and downs that built and built and took their toll? I don't know. I overheard TJ Jacius - who got an awesome 2nd step on the podium! - saying that he was really hurting during lap 4, so maybe it was tough on everyone (except maybe Mottram, who destroyed everyone. Again.).<br />
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Weird result for me, I have to say. Smh. Not sure what happened. Onto the next.<br />
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So, must mention, teammate Gabe had a pretty awesome race - a great 12th place in front of some strong guys. <br />
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I'll let him tell the rest of the story.<br />
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Thanks for reading.<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-56259845371862500052013-06-11T12:21:00.001-04:002013-06-11T12:21:58.611-04:00Domnarski Farm 2013 Race ReportCat 1 Singlespeed, DNF.<br />
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Bit late posting this obviously, but since I reference these blog posts when planning for races, this one may come in handy for 2014. <br />
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Having said that, if the future Finn is reading this...RUN 32X20 at Domnarski, you moron.<br />
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So for a person who believes that things happen for a reason, I sure messed up this time. On the day before the race, Adin Maynard comments in my blog asking about gearing and I inexplicably don't see it as a sign that running 32X18 is too big a gear for me. I figured out it was in the warmup. I didn't bring extra cogs to the race, so I'm stuck with what I was running. Most everyone else in the Cat 1 field was running 32X20. Adin, too, ran 32X20 and won the Cat 2 SS field (in front of a strong 3rd place for my teammate Gabe).<br />
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As for me, the Cat 1 race starts out in a 32x20 conga line up hill and me with my big gear, I'm struggling. Too hard a gear, and being in a different gear in the conga line means I'm not going fast enough to be in a groove, grinding too hard, rubbing tires. Up we go, I make a couple passes, the first 5 of us stay pretty close. <br />
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The thing about running too big a gear is that the lighter geared guys can go away from you on the steeper climbs, but you figure you'll get them on the gradual climbs and flats. But you're spent from the steep climb, then you push to catch up on the flat. You make up ground, but then by the time you get to the next climb you're spent from chasing and away they go. On a hill I attacked on last year (in 32x20) I ended up walking some this year. I wasn't having as much fun as I should have.<br />
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So midway through the 1st lap Arnold Roest (eventual winner) goes by. That put me in 4th and I decided that if I could see Arnold by the end of the lap, I'd suffer through a 2nd lap. I saw Arnold all the way up the power lines, about 20 seconds in front of me (I counted). Could also see the two leaders up further. Then I lost Arnold on the downs leading to the start/finish, but figured it was tight and twisty enough that he was probably right there. But near the end of the lap I was pretty bushed.<br />
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I came upon a slightly dazed geared rider on the side of a rocky downhill trail and stopped to see how he was doing. He was hurting. Things happening for a reason and all, I decided to pull the plug on my day and ride out with him. <br />
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Domnarski Farm is a fun race (with the right gearing) and a good time. There were a bunch of exciting finishes too - guys sprinting right to the line. And it was great to see all the Root 66 crowd I hadn't seen yet this year -- bunch of really good guys. <br />
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So, now looking forward to the Pinnacle. Curious to see if my climbing legs are adequate. I'll be in 32x20.<br />
I'll be breaking my 2-hour commute rule (again), but I've never raced there and it's supposed to be a fun race and it'll be my last one for a few weeks before I pick things back up in late July (so I say now...). I have a shoulder injury I've been nursing since March that just isn't healing, so I'm hoping a bit of down time might help. Of course, an X-ray might help too. Maybe in October.<br />
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Thanks for reading.<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-23071536573722692112013-06-05T09:24:00.001-04:002020-09-11T14:24:52.227-04:00Crossroads<div class="MsoNormal">
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We waited inconspicuously at the stop sign. The pick-up truck pulled up and then took the
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tires spun out momentarily in the deepening snow, a pause that allowed just enough
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Main St. Three of us peeled off, tumbling in
howls of laughter as the powder broke our falls. But Ollie held on, and careened through the
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It pulled out behind the truck and on came the blues and Ollie
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watched as the cop got out and we saw Ollie motioning towards his house that
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It was the stuff of high school legend, Ollie careening
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Ollie came to Medway from Brockton. Short and stocky, rumored to be a tough kid,
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High school fights, primal as they are, can make and break a kid much more than
they should. Ollie had to prove his
toughness on day one. He did. Tough. And smart, very smart. Athletic, funny, caring. He’d overcome his new-kid status to be
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We’d stay in touch through college and for years after, but I’d
eventually lose regular contact with Ollie.
Sure, there was the parking lot at Great Woods before a concert – I don’t
even remember who was playing, but I remember the tailgating before and the faint “Finnaayyyyy!!!” in the distance, over and over, and standing
on my car and seeing Ollie wandering through the parking lot calling my name
out because he figured I’d probably be there.
And the random phone call when he was up from Virgina to play in a golf tournament and his asking if I’d come out
and meet him in Hyannis and my laughing “are you kidding me, of course I will!” And Christ, it was just like old times, the drinking and laughing, the deep appreciation for a friendship we hadn’t honored enough
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Suicide leaves a blast zone that permanently scars family and
friends. This month marks five years after
my buddy Scott’s suicide blew apart our tight group of mt biking friends. I knew Scott was feeling at a crossroads in
his life and I had bought him the book <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pathfinder-Lifetime-Satisfaction-Success-Touchstone/dp/1451608322" target="_blank">Pathfinder</a></i>
by Nicholas Lore, a career-search book that is more like a guide on how to
position yourself to live what Paulo Coelho’s <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Alchemist-10th-Anniversary-ebook/dp/B000FCKC4C/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1370377742&sr=1-1&keywords=the+alchemist+paulo+coelho" target="_blank">The Alchemist</a></i> calls your “personal legend.” Scott never read the book. I don’t know if it would have helped him as
it did me and so many others – helped him to see the crossroad for what it could be – the opportunity
to forgive himself for all the past bad decisions, and the clean slate needed to get
on with living the life he was meant to. <o:p></o:p></div>
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While I knew that Scott was struggling (though not to what
degree), I don’t know what Ollie was going through; I wish he’d have reached
out to tell me. I only know that he was
a good friend and that I feel so, so badly for him -- for the pain that he must
have been going through, so great that it would have made him reach a crossroad
and finally decide to stop, forever. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My first time doing the Glocester Grind. Heard it was technical and muddy. Surely it couldn't be muddy this year! Wrong. Muddy. And yeah, technical. But I felt confident because I spent a good portion of Friday getting race ready:<br />
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Gabe and I were the sole Team <a href="http://www.capecodseasports.com/" target="_blank">Sea Sports</a> representatives for the day. I gotta say, our <a href="http://www.champ-sys.com/cycling/" target="_blank">Champion Systems</a> kit is pretty darn sharp. And comfy. I feel like I'm riding in pajamas.<br />
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SS Open class had 6 or 7 guys. We go. Shawn Mottram gets the holeshot and yardsales the first root. That was pretty funny - especially since we knew he was going to kill us all. He got back on and pushed his big gear over the roots and through the rocks and to grandmother's house and to a galaxy far far away from us.<br />
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I ended up on 3rd wheel behind an NBX rider. He was going at a decent pace so I sat in and got my bearings. Taylor Clark passed on a short uphill and as he threaded between two rocks, his bike lurched sideways and SNAP! went his chain. He would DNF. That sucked for him as I have a feeling he was going to do really well.<br />
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I pushed on behind NBX guy, but wanted to pass so I could get a better view of the lines through the tech. Just when I was deciding to pass, he went down in a rooty corner. I went by and put a push in. I then rode by myself for a long time. <br />
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On the 2nd lap I passed elite rider Alby King as he was finishing a trailside repair. He went by me soon after and I kept him in sight for a while. That was cool as he was riding muddy technical sections that I chose to run the first lap. So I rode them too. He eventually put elite watts down and dropped me.<br />
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Also caught up to Mo Bruno Roy in a muddy rock garden. We both had to run it. She remounts like a CX pro. I remount like a drunk elephant. Gotta work on that.<br />
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So after all the mud and roots and rocks, I crossed in 2nd place (my fifth 2nd place finish in a row!?), about 8 earth minutes down on Shawn. <a href="http://www.barttiming.com/summer/results13/ggrind13-1.pdf" target="_blank">Results here</a>. Shawn was top expert. Sick. I wish we could give him a better run for it, but he's just waaay stronger.<br />
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Here's the podium pic:<br />
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(that's a joke some will get)<br />
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Overall I was happy with the day - I'm not the best technical rider, so I'm not used to that kind of riding. But it really did get more fun as the race went on, so I found myself wishing there were trails like that on Cape.<br />
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While I was racing Glocester, my wife was racing a sub-27 minute 5K in the extremely popular and awesome <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=cSiRHcH2yoE" target="_blank">YPD (Yarmouth Police Dept) 5K</a> (the video looks like it was taken on the Zapruders' camera). Her time was a personal record for her, accomplished no less on World IBD day (she has Crohn's disease). She is clearly kicking Crohn's ass.<br />
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Next race...hmmm. I really want to do Domnarski, but it's not lining up well for me right now. Gotta try to figure something out. I really want to do Pinnacle too, but it's well outside my 2 hour(ish) travel limit.<br />
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Thanks for reading!<br />
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(There are some awesome pics of this race on sponsor <a href="https://www.facebook.com/RiversideRacing?hc_location=stream" target="_blank">Riverside Racing's Facebook page</a>, as well as pro pics from Laura Kozlowski, including this great one of <a href="http://kozlowski.zenfolio.com/p805500638#h5eff0900" target="_blank">me and Matt Aumiller saying hi before the race.</a>)</div>
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So, my goal going in was top 5.
Arnold Roest was nice enough to introduce himself before the race,
which was good because that’s who I wanted to try to mark as I suspect he’s a
bit faster than me. Last year’s winner Ryan
Littlefield was also in the field, but I wouldn’t know who he was until a bit
later in the race…(cue the suspenseful music).
Some other fast guys there too -- talked to Matt Aumiller at the start
line, I recognized NEMBA racer Mark Tucker too, as well as some guys quite a
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So in other words, it was my usual start. Better than <a href="http://finnmaguire.blogspot.com/2013/05/efta-battle-at-burlingame-race-report.html" target="_blank">last week's almost reverse holeshot start</a>, but still not good.</div>
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So a few minutes in I was in 5<sup>th</sup> behind Arnold when he lost traction
and went down in a rooty turn. I heard
his rear tire let out a burp. With a
roaring pace going, I figured he might have trouble airing up and then catching
back on. I guess a later wrong turn
really did him in, though he still finished top half. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So in 4th and a few minutes later I started feeling like I could go a bit
faster than the pace so I went by Matt and Curtis Lavoie, but then Curtis stuck like a fruit strip wrapper (parent simile). And it
didn’t seem like the pace was taxing him much. AHH! Then
we hit the traffic of two pro women and I got lucky with a wide uphill pass, but then it turned twisty again and Curtis couldn't easily get by. So he ended up a few seconds back and I pushed for a bit to try to unstick
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So firmly in 2<sup>nd</sup>, I started hunting and
eventually saw leader Ryan through the woods. As we went on, I would slowly gain on him in
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On both laps I got my closest to him on the one hard climb at mile 6. First lap I got on his rear wheel by the top,
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I figured if I had any hope of beating
him, it would be to pass him before or at the mile 6 hill and then bury myself
through the finish to try to hold on. And
I did close the gap going into the hill (thanks partly to drafting pro winner Crystal Anthony), but then I muffed the hill. I had to get off and push, he didn’t, game
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just lost to a stronger guy. Ryan is super
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So, in conclusion, Weeping Willow was awesome. My time was 1:21.25, which isn’t a very long
time for a mt bike race, BUT, if you spend the whole time redlined it is
really hard. My <a href="http://www.capecodseasports.com/" target="_blank">Sea Sports</a> teammate Tim did awesome too with a 7th (of 16) in his first Expert field finish. </div>
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I’m not that great with big crowds and was kind of dreading
what I knew would be a sell-out event.
But it certainly didn’t seem like there was a ton of people there. Parking was easy, vendors spread out, enough porta-potties. Even though there were a lot of racers on the
course at the same time, besides the guys in my field, I think I only passed the pro women and one guy. So it seems like the way they staggered us
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Onto the Glocester Grind! Thanks for reading. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Yo. Congrats if you’re
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Us frickin Cape Codders live in paradise, and as a result, we
have little reason to ever want to go over yonder bridges. And when we do venture into the real world, the navigational results can be
laughable. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So when Sea Sports teammates Tim “<a href="http://thedangerousofficial.blogspot.com/2007/12/tim-johnson-is-cyclocross-us-champ.html" target="_blank">not that one</a>” Johnson and
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Illustrated_Man" target="_blank">Gabe “the illustrated man” Agaman</a> piled into my wife's milfwagon, we relied on Siri to get us to Burlingame. Bad
idea. We ended up going the long way AND getting lost, leaving us little
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Gabe and I were in the open single speed class and we
thought our class would be starting behind the expert classes.
Wrong again -- pros, then us. So he and I ended up where I often did in elementary school - the back of the class. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Off we went and I called “reverse holeshot!” but someone beat me to it, darnit! So having blown that
distinction, I decided to actually race.
I pushed hard for a bit to try to get near the front and when I passed a couple guys in the race sponsor
kits of NBX, one of the guys reminded me that it was a long race (5 laps at 5.5 miles per). Oh yeah, 27.5 frickin miles long! What are we, pro? Not only that, but it's the first race (for me) of the season.<br />
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I eventually made my way up to 3<sup>rd</sup> and the guy in
2<sup>nd</sup> seemed to be having some bike issues. So into 2<sup>nd</sup> I went. I then pushed for a while to see if I could
catch 1st (Shawn Mottram), but then decided he must be long gone (and boy was
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And thanks to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151387841828521&set=a.442781368520.210431.600478520&type=1&theater" target="_blank">Kristy</a> for letting me indulge my ego, keeping the kiddies entertained for the day, and letting the team use the milfwagon.</div>
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Onto Willowdale! (I didn't set out to do all EFTA races this year, it's just that these first few are closer to me. I'm looking forward to mixing it up with my fellow Root 66 singlespeed screwballs at some point).<br />
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-45380397240136207752013-02-21T07:59:00.000-05:002013-02-21T08:12:41.541-05:00Working trail debris into trail features<br />
Cape Cod's Willow St trails are diagonally across the street from my work. Like most of the trails in #NEMTB territory, there's too much snow to ride, and the trails are in need of serious post-Nemo maintenance.<br />
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So today's lunch was spent starting the trail cleaning process. I grabbed my handsaw and went out on the Niner One 9.<br />
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There were areas of bare ground, but the trails were mostly covered in 3-4 inches of slushy snow -- too much to ride through, so there was more sawing than riding.<br />
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-15677695531294276272012-12-14T09:59:00.000-05:002012-12-14T09:59:01.070-05:00Gross camp site right on trail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-74806163937429293162012-12-03T15:31:00.000-05:002012-12-03T15:31:15.004-05:002013 Cannondale Flash Carbon 3 and Volvo V50With some minor modifications to my new Cannondale F29 Flash Carbon 3 whatever-you-call-it, I've been riding that exclusively lately (my niner One9 has a BB issue I've yet to attend to, and my Trek Pilot road bike has a double flat I've lazily yet to change). <br />
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I put an electric blue e13 35T chain ring on the front, with e13 chain guide, so running it as a 1x10 (11-36). Combined with the red Elite cages I took off my red Stumpy, and set into the classic green-white-black Cannondale colors, this baby really pops (like a zit popping...seriously, the colors are gross, but I got the chain ring at cost and the cages were already mine so fugg it).<br />
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There are some hills that I've wish I has one smaller gear in the back, but then I figure I'd then want one even smaller gear...so instead I'm committed to getting my legs stronger. <br />
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I really like running a 1x10 - it's like having a singlespeed with gears (something perhaps only a single speeder could understand). The new-style Lefty on the Flash definitely feels smoother than the old style Lefty I have on the One9. Overall, the bike has taken some getting used to, and part of that is getting used to gears, but now that it feels good, it feels real good.<br />
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Speaking of hills, I decided that "hills and skills" would be my training mantra this winter. I'm committing to riding one session a week where I just find some technical bits of trail and get used to picking a line and blasting through. It's definitely the main aspect of my riding that other guys I race against are better at. I may even make my own killer rock garden from an old rock wall in the Weir Rd trails. <br />
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My Jeep GC finally rusted out (that's Cape living!) so I had to get a new-to-me bike carrier. Got a great deal on an Volvo V50. Very quickly becoming my favorite car ever. Very fun, fast, comfy car. <br />
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That's all folks, thanks for reading.finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-70786846168327842022012-10-31T15:13:00.001-04:002012-10-31T18:21:52.473-04:00Post-Sandy rides<br />
I went out for a <a href="http://app.strava.com/activities/26494067" target="_blank">ride on Tuesday at lunch</a> for some hill repeats in Greenough boy scout camp and to assess the damage from Sandy.<br />
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I moved a lot of small branches as I made my way over to a trail I call "arches". There's a wonderful new arch (after I cleared out the branches):<br />
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The new arch is just before a small rock drop (one footer). Here's the arch and drop.<br />
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On Wednesday I went out at lunch and cleared some of the Willow St trails (South 6, Burning man, Art's trail). After spending several minutes clearing one downed tree, I took a video of the trail as it's a pretty good representation of much of Willow's 12 miles of tight, flowy single track:<br />
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I'm hoping to get to the rest of Willow St (mainly Bushwood and Back 9) and Greenough on Friday.<br />
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finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-39137942981501487262012-09-27T08:54:00.001-04:002012-09-27T08:54:18.618-04:00Feeling good, going slow..and first light rideSo I Strava-raced myself again. After my single speed kicked my geared bike's butt a couple weeks ago, I decided to give it another go. I've been riding my geared mt and road bikes the past couple weeks, and feeling pretty good with the gears. And I feel like I've gotten use to the worse handling of the geared HT (Carbon Stumpy) <u>vs</u> my SS HT (Alum Niner w/ Lefty). In short, I've been feeling pretty fast on the Stumpy.<br />
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To recap:<br />
SS time: 32:09<br />
Stumpy time from two weeks ago: 34:47<br />
Stumpy time from today: 35:24<br />
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Huh?<br />
I hit the 6.2 mile loop quick, but not blow-up quick. I kept a good clip going and rode well and smooth and felt like it was going to be really close to the SS time. <br />
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Not so much. I'm going to try the single speed again next week and see whassup.<br />
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But all is not lost as today's sunrise ride, first with a headlight, was really sweet.<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-29027847672622934302012-09-17T18:44:00.001-04:002012-09-17T18:44:43.624-04:00Wife nightmareHad a bad dream last night that my wife and I got in an argument. Woke up at 5:45 and couldn't shake the negative feeling -- stuck with me like a nightmare hangover. <br />
Had a quick breaky and got my gear on and was ready to head out the door to bang out a few miles on the trails on the way to work. I suddenly rushed to look at the calendar. <br />
9/17. <br />
Our wedding anniversary. <br />
I guess the nightmare was my subconscious telling me to not forget. Phew! I left a nice note with awesome drawings (world's worst drawer) and got a call from Kristy at work a couple hours later wishing me a happy anniversary too (with a confession that she forgot also). <br />
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Seven years on and a couple of additions to the fam:<br />
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Happy anniversary love! See you in my nightmares :-)<br />
<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-74228166912571718942012-09-13T18:47:00.000-04:002012-09-13T18:47:56.147-04:00Gears vs. Single speed...Strava virtual race <br />
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I’ve been training hard and my last race of the season was
this past Sunday, so I was going to take this week off from riding. <br />
Fail. <br />
Who was I kidding?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Too nice out. And
with a couple of Strava loops across the street from work, the temptation to “race”
during my lunch break was too much.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Today I rode the time-trial worthy 6.2 mile “counter
clockwise loop” on my geared bike to compare it to my results from a couple
weeks ago when I did it on my single speed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So which was faster?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Let’s get to the bikes first:<o:p></o:p></div>
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> Single speed: AluMINium Niner One9 with a carbon Cannondale
Lefty fork with 80mm travel. And a
fairly cushy saddle (for a race bike anyway..I broke my race saddle at the TVR, so I put an old Bontrager
saddle on it, and I’m absolutely loving it).<o:p></o:p></div>
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> Geared: Specialized Stumpjumper Carbon Comp 29er hardtail
with 90mm travel Reba. Light and stiff race
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I don’t think any other components (other than forks and
saddles) made that much of a difference for the purpose of this test.<o:p></o:p></div>
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How I felt: <o:p></o:p></div>
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Geared ride: fully rested after 3 days not riding.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Single speed ride: slightly more tired legs as in midst of
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Warmup: I only have an hour for lunch, so there’s no real
warmup. It’s change-ride-shower.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Weather: <o:p></o:p></div>
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Today’s geared ride had pretty perfect weather - warm,
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Single speed ride - it rained heavy night before and light rain
during ride. Trails were not soggy, however: the rocks/roots were a bit slick,
but the trails were actually a bit sticky thanks to rain.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Trail profile: Fast and flowy, rolling terrain with no significant
climbs. Some technical bits, but nothing
extended or difficult. Lots of tight
turns, but with berms so they can be railed and accelerated out of. Admittedly, pretty much perfect for single
speeding.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Result:<o:p></o:p></div>
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6.2 miles<o:p></o:p></div>
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Niner single speed: 32:09, avg speed 11.5<o:p></o:p></div>
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Spesh geared hardtail: 34:37, avg speed 10.8<o:p></o:p></div>
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I knew the single speed would be faster while I was on the
geared bike today. The Niner just
handles way better, even with 10mm less travel.
The Stumpy’s carbon frame is snappy while accelerating and when out-of-saddle
on climbs, and absolutely hauls ass when at full throttle on double track, but
it’s a bit harsh compared to the Niner when it comes to the tight and twisties. The frame transmits every bump through to
your posterior (not helped by minimalist XC race saddle). <o:p></o:p></div>
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On the Niner side: I have to say that I’ve liked every Lefty
fork I’ve ever ridden – they just seem to smooth stuff over better, let you
plow through techy stuff, help you keep a line.
The Niner’s steering is also more predictable than the Stumpy’s, which trends
to oversteering at times in this tight terrain.
And the frame seems to deflect trail feedback better than the
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So that’s my official unscientific report.<o:p></o:p></div>
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An unfortunate note about riding mt bike Strava loops at
lunch: I saw a couple other riders out
there but didn’t stop to say hi as I normally would because, you know, I was
virtual-racing against myself from two weeks ago. Sorry if that was you. Next time. <o:p></o:p></div>
finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-75781316729443402432012-09-11T18:58:00.000-04:002012-09-12T07:50:45.466-04:00Race Report Landmine 2012, cat1 single speed I was looking forward to this year's Landmine for a lot of reasons:<br />
> It's an awesome, one lap, 25 mile course.<br />
> And an extremely well run event that's only 1.5 hours from us in the mid-Cape area.<br />
> I wanted to make up for a poor showing and <a href="http://finnmaguire.blogspot.com/2012/08/race-report-treasure-valley-rally-2012.html" target="_blank">DNF at TVR</a>. <br />
> And wanted to see how I'd do if I went out a bit faster at the start of the race and see if I could hold the wheels of the lead guys. Apparently I wasn't the only one thinking that...<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">So a bunch of strong guys lined up at the start. Fast guys, good technical riders - could be anyone's race. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Whistle and we're off. Notoriously fast starter Dave Terrell takes off and sets a quickpedal pace that everyone tries to match. He got the single speed train cooking along nicely through the first flat mile or so. Eventually Jake Colvin went by Dave, and sticking to my plan to stay up front, I went with him. Soon Pat Higgins went by both of us. I saw Royce Yeomans just behind me and heard Gerry LaFleur yell at me too, so I knew we were still all pretty close as we hit the rough stuff. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jake then me. Going according to plan at this point, but...(photo: notaskitrail on mtbr)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...Pat the wrecking ball is lurking. (gotta love the lefty pron).
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We went in that order for a while. Jake and I traded spots and worked together a bit on the linking road and fire road bits. Pat was in front of us, but since I had beaten him at Massasoit earlier this year after he ran out of water and faded towards the middle of the race, I figured he might do the same again (the fading, not the water-running-outting...ironically, I ran out of water at Landmine, but it was late enough in the race that it didn't affect me). So I was thinking it might come down to me and Jake fighting it out for the win...but I was weary about the fast guys behind catching us...so the pace was still cooking.<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">After a few miles, Pat had inched away, out of sight. I started to worry a bit, and decided to go get him. I put in a strong push and finally reeled him back after about 5 hard minutes. Jake dropped off a bit behind me, so it was just me and Pat at that point. I passed Pat, and considered putting in an attack, but I decided to recover at that point. Then we got caught up in geared traffic, and a guy crashed on a bridge in front of us. As swearing geared guy righted his bike and swore his head off, Pat got by me and got an immediate 10 - 20 seconds on me. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">The guy who crashed in front of us was near me in the woods for a while. He kept on crashing and then swearing like a trucker at the top of his lungs. At first I was kind of put off, but then I couldn't help but laugh my butt off. This made the "constant barrage" of roots and rocks a bit more fun.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I crashed a couple times too and bobbled a few times, but I was still confident that I would catch Pat. I was sure I'd see him around the next turn. But the rocky/rooty miles went on and on and I never did see him. And I was pushing - so much so that I was really happy with how I raced. But the next time I saw Pat was at the finish line. He was a wrecking ball out there on a technical course.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br />So I got 2nd and Jake got 3rd. All the cat 1 single speeders came in really soon after, one after another. So it really could have been anyone's race. Awesome.</span><br />
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So my season...started with 2 wins in cat 2; then I upgraded and got a 4th, a 1st, and two 2nds. I finish the season feeling really good about it and knowing what I need to work on to get faster (technical stuff) and knowing that when I am feeling good, I can probably go harder. I'm really hoping that the crew that was racing Sunday is out there next year, along with the faster Cat 2 guys. It'd be nice to get a real big, competitive group going.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the prizes was a pint glass. <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I owe a lot of thanks on the season to my team shop, <a href="http://www.capecodseasports.com/" target="_blank">Sea Sports in Hyannis</a>. Owner Jeff is super supportive and knowledgable about racing. If you're ever down the Upper/mid-Cape and need anything cycling-related, Jeff's shop is the place to go. I'm already looking forward to our epic shop winter training rides. And Sea Sports mechanic and teammate "Majick" Mark kept our bikes humming. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">Shouts out to <a href="http://www.capecodbeer.com/" target="_blank">Cape Cod Beer</a> and <a href="http://www.cannondale.com/2012/gear/helmets" target="_blank">Cannondale</a> for helping us out also. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);"><br /></span>
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from friends who are sickened and confused by the race for the White
House. I don’t think it’s the race
itself that’s doing laps in their head, but more <a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/as-rival-campaigns-accuse-foes-of-lies-and-deception-the-truth-can-be-up-for-debate/2012/09/06/1e22f522-f7ef-11e1-a93b-7185e3f88849_story.html" target="_blank">the deluge of misinformation</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's clear that the politicians have figured out a formula - that lies reach way more people than the subsequent fact-checking and revelations of those lies. Lie and a million people hear you - get caught lying and only a tenth of them find out. This isn't always true, as in the case of Tiger Woods, but it seems so with presidential campaigns.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course, the media is brutally complicit in letting the lies of the two party agendas trump the truth. In fact, if you were to read the Huffpost and then
Drudge, you’d swear they were talking about two different countries. Same with Foxnews vs MSNBC. All media outlets have agendas, and if you
believe what they say, you do so at the expense of the truth. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So where is the truth? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s in objectivity and research. Unfortunately, when we rely on media to do
the research for us - as is supposed to be their job - we risk never finding
the truth. The truly objective media is
a dying breed and many journalists will either not have enough time to do
proper research, are under the influence of laziness, or will bend/omit their
research to fit their parent company’s bias.
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course, people are more inclined to
believe what they want to believe, and not believe what they don’t want to. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s easy to question what we DO NOT want
to believe. In seeking truth, however,
it is more important to question what we DO want to believe. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If we accept the <a href="http://www.samharris.org/lying" target="_blank">Sam Harris definition of lying</a> as intentionally making someone believe something that isn’t entirely
consistent with reality, then most journalists, as well as both prez campaigns,
are being paid to lie in favor of either their conservative or liberal agenda. And
they’re often doing it viciously.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That vicious lying leaves a bad taste in our mouths and a sick feeling in our stomach. And what's making your head swim - and so many other peoples’ - is that you know you’re
not being told the whole truth. So unless you're willing to do the research yourself, you’re falling back on believing either what
you want to, or what comes closest to what you think the truth is. But you can’t shake free that gurgling in
your brain that’s saying “I wonder if there’s more to this story than I’m being
told.” </span></div>
finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-30697062014165947562012-09-04T17:46:00.000-04:002012-09-04T17:46:43.833-04:00A brief history of Cape Cod mt biking, and some stravapronCouple good rides this weekend. I created my first Strava segment, the "<a href="http://app.strava.com/rides/20382220#373333378" target="_blank">clockwise with extras" loop</a> in Willow St. For those that know the trails, it goes Art's trail, automile, bushwood, back9, the wall, burning man...cross over the fire road and go back down to the split rock to go left and it does Art's trail in reverse. So the loop never hits South 6 trail (except for the first 50 yards entering the trail area). It goes over another segment that someone created previously, but my segment goes in the opposite direction, something Strava doesn't seem to properly acknowledge, plus I added in some extras.<br />
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By the way, the "Art" in "Art's trail" is Art Hastings, who along with Doug Jordan, are a couple of the godfathers of Cape Cod mt biking. Art and Doug started mt biking WAY back when. According to Art, the two of them found a topographical map of Cape Cod, pinpointed the highest elevation, and said 'let's start there!' If memory serves, "there" was the top of a ridge in TOT/Sandwich. There's a makeshift stick teepee and old picnic table there now in case you've ever been there. Roger Wharton added in some very difficult climbs (his "heartbreakers") some time later and the Sandwich side of TOT is now probably the most challenging mt biking on Cape Cod. Art and Doug proceeded to build and coop from mxers many of the Barnstable-side TOT trails, as well as Willow St, Weir Rd, probably Nickerson, and some other trails Cape Codders and visitors enjoy to this day. <br />
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I met Art at the gym one day in the early 2000's. We got to talking and he agreed to take me mt biking some day. Day came and we went into the Weir Rd trails, most of which he built, and he pointed at a pile of rocks and said 'there's the trail' and I said 'behind those rocks?' and he said 'no, it IS those rocks.' I didn't believe him. He rode over the pile of rocks. I was hooked. <br />
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Had a nice group ride on Sunday in Trail of Tears with some of us from team Sea Sports, along with Jason Holm from team Nemba, and Scott and Matt who ride up around Groton. Didn't get to everything as we started running low on time. I might try to sneak over there this week at some point to get one long/hard ride in before the long/hard Landmine Classic this Sunday. The Cat 1 single speed class is stacking up with fast guys, so it should be a real test.<br />
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Thanks for reading.<br />
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<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019735189579623679.post-21023403926715128622012-08-29T16:48:00.000-04:002012-08-29T16:48:22.547-04:00Treasure Valley Rally 2012 leftovers, and strava geekage I just figured out why some people take a few days to write race reports. While the details of the race may get fuzzy as the days go by, the big-picture perspective comes more into view.<br />
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Yeah, I had a crappy day - some days you're the dog, some days you're the hydrant - it was a hydrant day for me for sure. But there was still some fun had.<br />
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Anyhow, some things I didn't mention in my report which were cool/interesting. <br />
> Richard Pirro (Cat1 40-49 winner) passed me during lap 1 and I latched on for as long as I could (meaning I watched him easily pull away). He made the course look much flatter than it was for me. I don't know how much he won by (and am too lazy to look right now), but he had a big lead at that point and it was still very early in the race. <br />
> Some other dude in a red shirt, I'm guessing in Rich's class, passed me during lap 2 and proceeded to destroy a technical section. The rocks were begging him for mercy (but then the rocks went back to mocking laughter as I approached). I caught ol' redshirt on a climb and went past him and ended up with a pretty big gap at the top of the hill. It took him no time at all to make up that gap on the next rocky down and when he went by me again, he LAUNCHED a log, flew right into a nasty section of rocks and rode it out like Steve friggin Peat. He even put a little style into his jump. That was the highlight of my whole race. Well done whoever you are. It wasn't too long after that that I broke my saddle, which was too bad as a climb was coming up and I may have been able to catch him again and then witness another awesome show as he slayed the next technical section.<br />
> The bee's nest thing was insane. I was climbing the overlooking hill as the shiznit was going on down on the ridge below. There was panic down there I tell ya, shouts of pain. I felt bad for the people who got caught in it. I've been stung on rides and it hurts more than it seems like it should. <br />
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I was pretty down on TVR earlier in the week as it was just too technical for my liking, but I'm coming around. While perhaps I do better on hilly and flat courses, improving my technical riding skills will only help. And it's an easy ride from my folks' house. We'll see about next year...<br />
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Anyway, on to more bike geekage of the Stravariety...<br />
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I'm new to the wonderful world of Strava. I was exploring the segments around the mid-Cape area the other day and realized that there was a 6.2 mile segment in the woods across from where I work. So a <a href="http://app.strava.com/rides/20170200#362264134" target="_blank">lunching I would go</a>. I rode the niner one9 today. I'll try gears next time to see which is faster. I'm guessing the singlespeed as Willow St is super-single-speed-friendly.<br />
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Strava is awesome -- it's like a fast virtual group ride (and as we know, all group rides are actually races).<br />
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A note on Willow St: There's a bit more in there than is on the Strava loop, and it flows well both ways, so it's great to do twice in different directions. Plus the Boy Scout trails diagonally across Willow add another awesome 5 miles or so. So it's pretty easy to get in 18 or so fun miles.. (just in case you think the 6.2 mile loop wouldn't be worth the trip -- it definitely is if you're on Cape for vacation or just a weekender).<br />
<br />finn maguirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900532722546564131noreply@blogger.com0