Monthly Archive for June, 2009

Update #12 Michigan National 24 Hour Challenge

Last Saturday was the Michigan National 24 hour Challenge in Middleville.  I decided to wait a bit longer before writing this update in order to objectively reflect on things.  I made some hasty decisions afterwards, upon which I’ve had ample time to reflect, and modify.

 

Glad We Weren't in Tent City!

Glad We Weren't in Tent City!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After some intense thunderstorms Friday night causing a bit of anxiety in the RV bringing back memories of Birmingham and the Heart of the South, we finally drifted off to sleep, and awoke to a beautiful clear sunrise on Saturday (June 20). 

 

At the Start

At the Start

 

 

 

Makes for an Exciting Sendoff

Makes for an Exciting Sendoff

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a mass (well over 300 participants!) start to a bagpipe sendoff, I managed to stick with a fairly fast group, taking advantage of the drafting it afforded and doing my shares of the pulls.  At the first checkpoint at 37 miles, I had averaged over 21 mph, and felt great.  I knew this couldn’t last, so I settled into a more relaxed pace the rest of the morning, finding other riders with whom to ride on and off.

 

After the morning loop of 122 miles was over, I took a brief rest and headed out on the afternoon loop of 25 miles.  After the first loop, however, it became (very!) apparent that the same old GI problem had resurfaced, and I contented myself with the 147 miles I had accumulated.  This resulted in another 10.62 points for the LORD’s work in Bangladesh.  S.D.G.

 

The next race is the Fireweed 200 in Alaska on July 11.  I scaled back from the 400 mile race I had originally entered, and hope to ride a nice easy pace, and simply enjoy the scenery, keep safe, and however many miles I’m able to complete, I will be happy that the LORD has enabled me to accomplish them.  When we return, I will be attempting to establish a record for crossing Pennsylvania from south to north, on August 15. 

Update #11 Michigan North to South Record Attempt

The story of the Michigan North to South record attempt started a few weeks ago when the crew had to be assembled. The UMCA requires two officials for any record over 24 hours. Since I was not sure I would be able to finish in less than that, I invited Bill and Debbie Kulwicki to act as officials. Kevin Koval, an official from last years attempt, now was free to act soley as a coach. Once again Jerry Clum agreed to the exciting job of driving the follow vehicle between 15 and 20 miles per hour behind me. Of course, the crew chief was again Linda who shared driving responsibilities with Jerry.

So the paperwork was filed the required 21 days prior to the attempt, and the waivers were signed and on my desk to be mailed in by one day prior. The strategy sheet was developed complete with rest stops for crew changes. During endurance exercise, we can only absorb approximately 275-320 calories and about 20-30 oz water per hour. Even the calorie and fluid requirements were calculated and added to the sheets. We had two crews consisting of a driver and an official (to keep the official log and make sure the racer doesn’t cheat!): female (Linda and Debbie) and male (Jerry and Bill). The crews alternated between the follow vehicle and the RV at each rest point. Kevin’s duties were to monitor and encourage Wendell, and mix the appropriate energy drinks.

There was a paperwork panic which deprived me of an hour or two of sleep on Thursday night. On Thursday morning, I discovered that I had forgotten to mail in the waivers. The attempt started on Friday evening, so the waivers had to be in Colorado by Thursday! Believe it or not, FedEx provides same day service from Niles to Colorado. After “misplacing” the package, it did arrive, and the Records Chairman of the UMCA graciously accepted it the next morning.

We traveled up to Cadillac, MI, where we picked up Jerry Clum at Mike Dolack’s house. Mike is a good friend who always has something up his sleeve. He did not disappoint! On our arrival, there was a reporter from the Cadillac Evening News for an interview and pictures. The next day, there was an article and picture.

 

The Crew is Assembled: Debbie Bill Linda Wendell Kevin Jerry

The Crew is Assembled: Debbie Bill Linda Wendell Kevin Jerry

We arrived in Sault Ste Marie at about 4pm, and after a brief nap, proceeded to the Visitor Center for the Soo Locks, the official starting point for the attempt. The starting and ending points are established by the original record setter, in this case Jeff Stephens back in 1996. The weather was less than ideal, quite windy and some rain. Nonetheless, I started out at 5:54pm and headed south on Mackinaw trail for St. Ignace. The winds were mostly cross winds and it was cloudy, a bit rainy and cool, in the high 50’s. I rode strong and arrived at the Straights of Mackinaw averaging well over 18 miles per hour, a strong start. After the (mandatory) ride across Mighty Mack in the RV getting a few minutes rest.

After attaching the lights to the bike, and warm weather clothing to me, I headed south from Mackinaw City on US 31, around Petosky on back roads to the next stop. It was getting seriously cold, with temperatures in the low 40’s and even down to 37 at one point. I rode on to Kalkaska, still maintaining an easy pace of about 18mph. As I pulled into the McDonalds there, I really didn’t realize how cold I was. My system was gearing more toward keeping warm than pedaling, and more importantly, toward absorbing calories from the GI tract. I spent almost 2 hours warming back up, and after the gentle urging of my wonderful coach, once again set forth, this time for Lake City, the half way point.

I still was able to ride reasonably strong, but the strength was waning, and the stomach was in rebellion once again. After 171 miles of the 368, I decided that enough was enough. Not being far from Cadillac, Mike Dolack was called and had his whirlpool ready full of nice warm water. I was asleep in less than a minute.

It was another disappointment, but still, a very strong ride for me, and encouraging for the future. Looking back, it was hypothermia and its demands on my system which was the culprit this time. It was beyond my control. It took well over 24 hours more before my system saw anything close to recovery.

If you will notice, the race schedule and totals have been updated, both for Balltown and this record attempt, even though I did not finish. I prorated the difficulty points to reflect the miles ridden, and thus calculated my point totals, and sponsorship funds raised.

Many thanks go to the crew which was to the last man and woman, extremely supportive. My wife, Linda, likely suffered more than I did. I love you, Babes. Most of all I thank the LORD for keeping me safe and free from serious harm or injury.

Update #10 – DNF in Balltown

The Balltown 200 Classic is over.  DNF stands for did not finish.   I learned, the hard way, that all systems must be in 100% perfoct working order for a 62 year old to finish a 200 mile race with considerable climbing. 

The race day couldn’t have been better.  The course is basically north from DeWitt, IA, to Balltown, IA,  then back south to DeWitt again on much the same route.  The winds in the morning were out of the south, but by afternoon, turned increasingly strong out of the north!  Tailwinds both ways … what could have been better.

The company, likewise, was excellent.  Bill and Steve Kulwicki, friends from Indiana who have shared other biking adventures with me, showed up on their tandem, and proceded to draft me most of the way.

hill-climbing

The Kulwickis and me on a tough hill

The scenery was nothing short of spectacular!  The rolling hills of northeastern Iowa in late May on a sunny day was wonderful.
Overlooking the Mississippi Valley from Balltown

Overlooking the Mississippi Valley from Balltown

 

So, you say, what happened.  A picture is worth 1,000 words.  This, after 120 miles, making good time, and seemingly on the way to meeting another goal.  This, up until a day before the race, having endured a GI flu, which left my GI system in a cranky mood, to say the least.  This after pushing the ability to absorb nutrients, and thus fuel for the bicycling muscles all morning to the max.  This, after pushing it just a tiny bit to hard.  Yup, it rebelled in a way which said, enough is enough, in the definitive way.  I pushed on for another 16 miles, but realized that without fuel, the legs would eventually tell me the same thing the stomach did … it’s time to race another day, but not any more today!

 

I look miserable ... looks are NOT deceiving!

I look miserable ... looks are NOT deceiving!

 I’m feeling fine as I write this.  It’s time to recoup and do my signature event for the season next weekend:  the attempt to break my own record for crossing Michigan from Sault Ste Marie to Sturgis, about 370 miles.  The goal is less than 24 hours.  I have a wonderful crew on board (the Kulwickis, Jerry Clum, Kevin Koval, and of course, the crew chief, Linda!) and there’s not reason not to do it.

All in all, a good learning experience, which will not cost me in the UMCA standing or my ultimate point total.  I still have plenty of races left to gain the max of 12 difficulty points.  Thanks again for your support and prayers.