At least, that is what I keep telling myself. A couple of weeks ago, this happened:
DK200 Registration Confirmation |
A huge thanks to several of the women's cyclocross group and a few of my incredibly supportive teammates for having the confidence in me that I do not have in myself. Their unwavering faith in my strength and endurance caused me to re-evaluate what I wanted to accomplish this year. After talking myself out of registering for the full Dirty Kanza 200, I was planning to do the 100 mile ride to support those that were actually going to race. I got figuratively smacked in the back of the head by several people who told me that I can ride 100 miles of gravel "tomorrow if you had to" and be fine. I realized they were right. If I was going to travel to Kansas, I might as well set my sights high and race.
Go Big or Go Home... So, while in a race briefing for a winter adventure race, I frantically refreshed the BikeReg website until registration opened at 9:00. With shaking hands (and only half listening to the race briefing), I entered my data, paid my fee, and before I knew it, I was in! Woohoo!
Wait... I was in. Oh shit. On June 3, 2017 (that would be about 18-ish weeks from now, by the way), I am going to race 200 miles on back country gravel roads in the Flint Hills of Kansas. Unsupported. I only rarely ride 200 miles in an entire week, how I am going to do that in less than 21 hours (preferably less than 18)? Did I also mention that I hate training for endurance events? But... I am in. I am going to do this. And I am going to finish.
New planner that I even had personalized! |
I bought an actual planner. The first one I have had since I stopped working for Circuit City in 2005. In it, I have outlined a decent training plan that will get me several 150 mile rides before the race. I will have to do hill and sprint intervals (ugh), I will have to do cadence work (even worse), and I will have to do long rides (those should be fun, right?). I will be working on a nutrition plan to combat my chronic problem of never eating or drinking enough on long rides. I will be getting more and more comfortable with my drop bar gravel bike.
Check, Check, and... Check! |
RACE DAY!!!! The countdown is on. |
Oh yeah... I did an adventure race on the day I signed up for Dirty Kanza. I did it with two of my favourite cycling ladies (Bobbie Joy and Kieran). It was cold (31 degrees) and freezing rain, but we had a blast and I learned a lot about navigation from Bobbie. Here are some photos that tell the tale way better than I could with words!
Dry and warm before the race. Photo courtesy of Kieran Doucette |
Plan of attack! Photo courtesy of Kieran Doucette |
All smiles as we knocked the ice off our bikes and headed out from TA1. Photo courtesy of Vladimir Bukalo |
Hanging out with Mark out of the rain for a minute at TA2. Photo courtesy of Vladimir Bukalo |
Obligatory mud butt shot! Photo courtesy of Vladimir Bukalo |
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