Sunday 28 August 2022

Never give up - Eight Lessons for succeeding one of the toughest rides in a cyclist's life

 ÖTZTALER CYCLING MARATHON

First, the Organizers changed the course and added another 380m elevations. Secondly, I missed my club support food stop on top of Brenner AND the official feed station in Sterzing!!!! Both didn't help with achieving my target time of below 9 hours.  Arriving 45 mins before the start at the line-up area was much too late. I guess I was lined up in the rear quarter of the 5,000-strong peloton. 

After the gun, down to Ötz and the beginning of the Kühtai climb, was a frantic catching-up with the front race, trying to make good as many positions as possible before the first climb. I felt really really strong, also up Kühtai I felt much stronger than in any of my preceding training efforts, this great flow actually continued up to the top of Brenner-Pass, just overtaking nonstop hundreds and hundreds of riders. 

Lesson #One: Don't overdo it on Brennero! 

But then disaster happened, as I missed our race support at Brennero. It was entirely my mistake, as firstly I had only met the mother of my team colleague briefly the night before, to handover my musette, but more importantly, the next morning I forget to let her know that I wouldn't be wearing our team jersey but a neutral black rain jersey, instead😏. So, I didn't recognize her by the roadside, she didn't recognize me because of my neutral jersey.

Lesson #Two: Perfect your communication with your race support! 

Following the disaster, the most stupid happened. There was an official feed stop following the descent into Sterzing. Unfortunately, I got flushed through Sterzing within a larger group, all a bit confused by the newly changed route and an additional climb, suddenly realizing that we had passed a feed-stop which I had desperately needed.  We were going rather fast at the time and I found it impossible to stop and ride back to the just missed feed stop, which I hadn't planned for in my race plan. 

Lesson #Three: Don't stick to your race plan when your body signals other needs! 

This meant I was going dry and un-fed into the bottom of Jaufenpass.  Knowing that it would mean an hour without drink and food I tried to keep my effort within highly sustainable margins but still popped 3km before the summit. It felt like all riders I had overtaken since the start of the race, came back to overtake and have a laugh at me😂.  1km before the summit I was lucky to reach an official feed stop, it was like heaven and I didn't want to ever leave again😁

Lesson #Four: If you must use a feed-stop, fill your bottles&pockets and move on, rather than wasting too much time there.  

15mins later, totally overdosed on carbs, I felt a bit spaced out on the following descent into St.Leonhard.  Just flying seemed nicer, the descent was so much fun on closed roads, absolutely mesmerizing (on carbs-overdose), I don't remember the last time that I descended with so much confidence and speed. Our next team support just outside St.Leonhard and before entering Timmelsjoch worked perfectly fine and I got perfectly fuelled up for the final and most demanding part of the race. But I hadn't recovered from popping on Jaufen, yet. 

Lesson #Five: Have a mid-race active recovery strategy in place 

From the bottom up Timmelsjoch was an ordeal, my legs felt numb and tired, I was fully focused on keeping my heart rate at sustainable levels, but there was no power coming out of my legs anymore. Halfway up Timmelsjoch I began cramping again, quite like during my dress rehearsal during the preceding two training attempts. More riders overtook me than I was overtaking others, a two hours stretched game-over experience. Reaching the top was literally elevating, joy just filled my mind and body, the pain seemed to have ended, for now. But there were still some challenges to come.

Lesson #Six: If you are completely cooked, break up the effort that's still to come, set yourself mental stepping stones that seem achievable and never think about the whole challenge that's still ahead of you.  

Somehow, it seemed that I felt better at the summit than at the beginning of Timmelsjoch. This may have been due to the endorphins that also caused such a euphoric feeling, but possibly also that I managed to recover from my Jaufen disaster up the climb to Timmelsjoch. For sure my risk awareness was now reduced, as my top speed down towards Soelden peaked at 113km/h, something I never would have tolerated in a "sober" mental state. 

Lesson #Seven: Be aware that from a certain level of exhaustion, your fight-or-flight center may trigger you to perform dangerous actions 

There was just one last hurdle left, the counter climb after the long and fast descent, leading up to the toll-station and motorbike museum. It felt weird to be totally on my own here, no riders to be seen ahead nor behind me. This climb is totally underrated, but with more than 200km and 5,500m of climbing in the legs it is a rather nasty final sting, but knowing it would be all over very soon really activated a lot of final reserves, because from there on it was 15km practically just downhill into the finish. Yes, various hairpins and fast flats and also the flat roads of Soelden still made me feel the enormous effort of the day, but riding these last kilometers with a few riders around, even returned a bit of competitive race feeling again, like sharing the lead in the group, keeping the pace to the maximum possible and filly even "sprinting" for the line. The spectacular finish, ending the ride almost like in a small stadium, with thousands of people gathering to fetch the views of totally exhausted faces, filled with sweet relief after a long day of pain.

I was extremely happy that I managed to reach the finish line. My official time of 9:04 hrs was 4mins out of my target. Yes, I can say this was due to the changed course, with 300m more elevation but it was also due to so many other things, mostly due to lack of experience and due to this having been the very first time at this event.

Finally, there is one big lesson to be learned and that counts for many situations in life:

Lesson #Eight:  You never ever give up (a race), because if you do, you only give up yourself.

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Sunday 21 August 2022

One of those days one will never forget

Tripio Stelvio 

There are not many climbs that have sparked my imagination as much as the Passo-Stelvio.  Previously. I had climbed it from Bormio and from Prad, once even from both sides in the same ride, but I had not done it from the Swiss side, yet. So, this was the day to do all three sides, including my premiere on Umbrail, in a single ride. All three, this be mentioned here, all the way up to the top, resulting in more than 5,200m of elevation. This may well have been the most memorable ride I have ever done. 
 "Stelvio from all three sides, from Prad, from st. Maria (UMBRAIL pass) and from Bormio. Impressed by the beauty of UMBRAIL. Final prep for ÖRM next Sunday, but this today had twice as many elevation meters per distance km".