Of the many events I’ve signed up for in my life, the array isn’t all that vast. They are mostly one-day rides. That’s all the typical event promoter wants to do, for any number of reasons. I’d never really thought to look at all the various multi-day tours, stage races and omnia I had entered over the years, but this past weekend I began to take stock.
Last weekend was the first-ever two-day Grasshopper. Until now, all the Grasshopper Adventure Series races have been single-day crushers. This new flavor, which went from Ukiah to Fort Bragg, and back, up in Mendocino County, was unlike anything else I’ve ever ridden. Period.
The outline: Day 1: 79 miles and 6500 feet of climbing, about a third on dirt. Day 2: 81 miles, 7900 feet of climbing and half dirt. We camped on the beach in Fort Bragg and our dinner and breakfast were prepared for us. All our gear was transported to and from.
I’ve been off the bike more than 36 hours at this point and am so incredibly fatigued, even after two long nights’ sleep, I expect to supplement last night’s 10-hour coma with yet another nap.
It’s possible I might not judge this event so tough if I still had the fitness I enjoyed when I was racing nearly 20 years ago. But I’m not convinced. Despite doing everything I could to take great care of myself, from nailing my hydration to fueling well to saving something for Sunday, I am utterly destroyed. And it was worth it.
I’ll put together a real post on the event this week. Promise.