Twelve hour Torq in your Sleep XC endurance thing - as did @AdsH. First solo effort - I've previously only done these type of things as part of a team.
Plan was to start slow and stay slow and stay on the track, just chipping away at it. First six hours went fine, just stopped for a bar and a gel at the end of each nine mile lap with a handup from @Doctor_Cake.
The course was one of the trickiest - hardly any fire road and mostly rooty, loamy singletrack requiring constant pedaling and punished every slip of concentration with a trip in to the dirt, which was mercifully soft from the weekends rain.
To make my life as hard as possible I rode a hardtail, 26" wheels with probably 10psi or so too much up front in the 80mm travel fork - at the six hour mark I was feeling it.
This meant a stop for a good feed, some time with the shock pump then I set off again and put in a few more laps with a cup of tea in between each, the ambition of putting in eighty miles scaled back to 100km.
Bike felt a lot better but with three hours to go I was feeling pretty done, and a tumble in the dark a few hours later that almost planted my face in to a tree meant I effectively finished an hour early, and just waited out until midnight came round before rolling over the line to finish 27th having done roughly 100km.
Twelve hour Torq in your Sleep XC endurance thing - as did @AdsH. First solo effort - I've previously only done these type of things as part of a team.
Plan was to start slow and stay slow and stay on the track, just chipping away at it. First six hours went fine, just stopped for a bar and a gel at the end of each nine mile lap with a handup from @Doctor_Cake.
The course was one of the trickiest - hardly any fire road and mostly rooty, loamy singletrack requiring constant pedaling and punished every slip of concentration with a trip in to the dirt, which was mercifully soft from the weekends rain.
To make my life as hard as possible I rode a hardtail, 26" wheels with probably 10psi or so too much up front in the 80mm travel fork - at the six hour mark I was feeling it.
This meant a stop for a good feed, some time with the shock pump then I set off again and put in a few more laps with a cup of tea in between each, the ambition of putting in eighty miles scaled back to 100km.
Bike felt a lot better but with three hours to go I was feeling pretty done, and a tumble in the dark a few hours later that almost planted my face in to a tree meant I effectively finished an hour early, and just waited out until midnight came round before rolling over the line to finish 27th having done roughly 100km.
Certainly the hardest 100km of my life.