I met Dug this morning at 6:30am for a pre-work mtb ride. I had plans to take it easy and enjoy the ride, but as we dropped down to the saddle and started the climb up Jacobs, I noticed my legs felt really good. Usually that steep grunt out of the saddle is painful on a SS but this morning, I cruised right up without even trying. I started thinking that this might be the morning to try the Clarks TT. The last time I tried it was towards the end of the season last year and I posted an 11:23 or something like that.
Last week was a heavy ride week for me and then my wife went out of town so I took Sat and Sun off to hang with the kids. My legs were rested and felt very snappy.
We got the top of Jacobs and Dug started asking about the "green can" that was supposed to mark the start for the Jacob's TT. I wanted no part of this. Dug has always been much faster than me on the downhill and I knew I couldn't match his speed. But it did mean that I could now try my TT up Clarks and not feel bad about it.
Dug disappeared quickly from sight down Jacobs. It's his home court and he is one of the fastest dowhillers I know. Even on a rigid SS. It doesn't matter. He beat me by half a minute (probably more).
Clarks was next. As we approched the bridge, I got that pit in my stomach. The kind you get before a race. I knew the next 13 minutes or so was going to be painful. A quick drink, a deep breath and I was off. Dug agreed to time himself too. I was glad because having someone behind me, chasing, would help me not give up. I've started the Clarks TT many times before only to throw in the towel after a few minutes.
The first minute, I felt great. I saw Justin J. coming down the trail. He stopped to chat but I kept going. I yelled something about a TT and didn't even look back (Sorry Justin).
I've never pushed myself this hard before on a bike. I was breathing so loud that I thought anyone within a 1 mile radius could hear me. My mouth was wide open and my tongue was resting on my top tube. I wanted to stop but I knew Dug was behind me suffering just as much.
I kept waiting for the vanilla protien shake I had for breakfast to make its way up. I manged to not throw up but could taste it.
I came in at 10:57. A sub 11 time was great for me. I don't think I can go any faster than that. And to be honest, I don't plan to try it again. It's pure agony.