The race started fast, too fast for a 3 hour race in the hot sun.  The day was very warm and cloudless; unusual for Monterey.  I knew from my days of riding double centuries that the heat would play a big role.  I was reluctant to go too fast at the start, others were not, thus, I was relegated to the middle of the pack.

On the first fun twisty decent I got stuck behind a couple slow pokes, and then continued to be stuck behind them for the entire length of the singletrack climb, that followed immediately afterward.  However, these fellows were soon dropped.  The day consisted of catching and passing other racers who had gone out too hard.  Each time a new person was spotted my motivation would surge, I would pass, and then press on for the next victim.

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Passed my teammate Syd around the middle of the first lap, he may have been having an off day.  Because Sea Otter is such a big course, with tons of competition, and no leg markings, I could never tell who was in my age category.  However, nearing the end of the first lap I spotted the jersey of Eli Woody, way off in the distance.  I knew if I could catch him, I would be sitting pretty.

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Starting the second lap I was feeling good.  Got my bottles from Syd’s little bro, and I was all set to jet for the second lap.  Things were more spread out now, other racers were few and far between, and at times I had to fight off feelings of loneliness.  A couple guys from an older age group passed me; however, I eventually caught and passed one of them.  Around the middle of the second lap I caught up with Eli in his blue and white Giant kit.  I was all set for an epic battle, but he merely faded back on one of the open dirt road climbs.

Sea Otter never fails to completely exhaust a racer.  At the onset of the race I felt that I may have been going too easy. 

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Now, a few miles from the finish, the rolling dirt road climbs were beating me up.  The heat was intolerable and my left hamstring began to cramp; it was hell.  I caught a few more riders on this loathsome stretch of race course, no doubt the heat was getting to them too.  Then, at the top of the last significant climb, I spotted Root and the Fresno crew.  With an extra burst of energy I passed a singlespeeder, swooped down the singletrack, popped back on to the race course and jammed through the finish.  My effort succeeded in severely cramping both hamstrings, so much so that I couldn’t walk for a few minutes, it was great.

I finished fourth place out of 31 finishers and was about 9 minutes faster than last year.  Totally happy with this result, and once again I got to stand on that podium stage at one of the biggest, if not the biggest race in the country. edinburgh uk news viagra site search

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