Jason puts on some of the most fun races in SoCal. The vibe is chill yet competitive, friendly and fast; it’s a dichotomy rarely seen at other events. You can be riding balls to the wall and get a flat and the dude behind you will stop and throw you a tube and a tool, even if you’re competitors. The January race is always a great proving ground for the season and I chose to opt for the 6 hour solo just to get my feet wet. I hadn’t been putting in the miles for the 12 hour race, nor did I want to blow my legs for half a season.
Ali’s very pregnant and about to pop so I was a little nervous about traveling a few hours away and not having cell phone reception.
The race started quick. I was near the front but the teams Nick Beechan and a few other super fast dudes formed some teams so it was full on XC race pace. I tried to take it slower but maybe started a little too slow. I didn’t even realize that I was racing against Tinker and he got out quick. I spent the first 4 hours thinking I was in the lead…and then I bonked hard. My toughest adversary is nutrition. Seems like every race I ride into a hole and convince myself that it would be faster to skip a feed and keep on truckin’ than to spend a few seconds plowing through some fuel. Race brain. I turn into an idiot. After a few more hours of suffering it was 3rd place and a podium photo next to Tinker. Always such a nice guy.