Monday, April 18, 2016
Stage 5 is always bitter sweet. I wanted to party pace, but I also wanted to get it over with. I was so excited that I had trouble sleeping. Everytime I woke up, I got a rush of adrenaline and the voice in my head kept saying "Go for it".
After surviving the logistical pain in the butt shuttle to the start and standing in the gap freezing, we finally started, and I took off up the first climb, a long steep gravel road up to Farlow. I was having fun and focusing. If I had been paying attention, I would have noticed that I passed my rabbit, 2nd place single speeder: Mike Montalbano. But I didn't, so I kept plodding along, thinking I was in no man's land again, between 2nd and 4th. At the 2nd creek crossing on Farlow, I turned around and saw Mike. Whoa.
I put the hammer down and dropped him like..... something.
I had the fastest rest stop ever, rolled up, the girl had my bag ready, I asked for "one bottle please", and I was out of there faster than you read about it.
Spinning my way down Davidson River Trail I kept looking back but saw noone. Through the gate and onto the long slow climb of death up to Bracken. I kept the pedal to the metal.
On the last little grunt, I turned and saw Mike charging up the hill. He caught me in the exact same place that I caught Michael Cosgrove 2 yrs ago.
Mike:" Man, I've been chasing you for a long time"
Me:" I know, I've been running from you for a long time!"
Pisgah Stage Race #8 for me. Each one has been different and taught me something new.
Can't wait until next year.
Thanks Todd Branham and The Blue Ridge Adventures Crew for another great week in paradise.
Posted by Stephen at 6:09 AM
Friday, April 15, 2016
It was a beautiful day, with temps climbing up into the 60's by the end. The forest is waking up from winter slumber and green plant sprouts are popping up everywhere! Such an amazing time to be out there.
And then I started thinking about racing, and podiums and what is really important to me and those around me. I thought about my kid, who often and selflessly passes up opportunities to score goals in an effort to assist teammates to score. I thought about life, love and how grateful I am to be riding a bike. I thought about all of the people who have worked with me and given me a helping hand to get where I am today.
I'm not going into the details of what happened next, but Sundra got the 3rd step of the daily podium for stage 3! (I wish I had a pic...)
Live, Love, Give!
Posted by Stephen at 6:37 AM
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
I pulled my mid/upper back muscles 1 week out from the race. Tuesday, the day before I was feeling about 90% and re injured my back while working on my bike to get things ready. The pain was so bad that I could barely get around and while laying on the couch, I decided to post on Facebook and ask for prayer. Wednesday, I got to the start line, pain about a 5 on a scale of 1-10. I felt ok on the bike and decided to just ride and enjoy the scenery.
I believe in miracles!
Posted by Stephen at 6:23 AM
Thursday, April 07, 2016
I can maneuver through a city just fine, but I'd prefer not to.
Roy F Article
Posted by Stephen at 8:29 AM