Psycho-cross Time!

Watching Mandy and the girls was so much fun yesterday. It is easy to see other people suffer when you can take some pictures and scream at them to push it a little more. ;-) We had such a fun time watching and because of the short loop courses it is pretty easy to keep up with all of the action.

What a crazy sport! Where else can you find the competitors looking forward to bad weather… cold, wet and hopefully muddy . . . mix in some all-out puke encouraging efforts on a rigid bike with 1” wide tires going through and over all types of obstacles and you have yourself a merry little cross race. I was so excited to give it a go!!

Yesterday, Monique and I both agreed that we would give the psycho a try today but when we awoke there was no changing Monique's mind about sitting this one out. As fun as it was to watch, her legs were just too far gone. That 20K through the hills yesterday took a lot out of us. Fortunately for me, my mind was stuck on doing the cyclocross even if it was going to be painful. Or was that why I was doing it in the first place?

My race was the first heat of the day so I got to ride a few sections to warm up before we got started. However, staying warm in it's self was a challenge. California . . . and my truck display for outside temp was holding a constant temp of 38 degrees. Cold.

Today the course had a bit of a change and we would be racing in the opposite direction with a few new turns and climbs added for fun. My first few attempts at running off and over the barriers and logs were anything but graceful but produced a permasmile that would see me to the starting line. Cyclocross, where have you been all of my life : - )

I told myself I would go slow and just get a feel for what this is all about but I should have known myself better. I even started in the back of the pack on our heat so I would chill a bit since I have been sick. No need to get all worked up and worn out but it would be an interesting race. Navigating the tight turns and trying to keep a balance between sprinting, not blowing up and being graceful on and off the bike, it is so much fun that words just cannot describe. It is like the bike portion of an adventure race on fast forward…. Like Xterra with cool crowds but funny bikes. The familiar pain of running fast enough and getting back on the with bike just enough oxygen to turn your legs with some power… fun.

I thought I should just try to stay near the front pack and hold a good pace but one by one I saw guys either fade or crash until the front pack came to me. It was nice to push out of the pack and get some open turns too. At one turn up and around a wall, a guys pedal went into my front spokes… Luckily, we were not moving very fast. Over a wall and another guy in front of me superman’s on the street. Ouch…

The race was on and the nature of the cross was showing it takes multiple talents to just stay in the race. I actually felt pretty good because I had been sitting around and just working so much lately that it felt good to push. No pain from yesterdays run and I was having so much fun in the dirt. Riding my 29er, even with the front sus locked out was pretty plush on the downhills and I didnt need to hold back at all. Second lap and I am now out front after the leader drops his chain over a barrier. Aghh.. Now I know the end is going to be painful and I cannot slow down.

After leading for about two and a half laps and about 10 minutes left in the race I get a reality slap that I cannot bunny hop up a little curb and blow my back tire. Well, better than blowing up I thought and I started walking back but it was smiles the entire way. Cyclocross is Awesome!!! I think God may have been saving me by that flat too. I need some rest and that last 10 minutes was going to put me over the top for sure. Now I have some saved for later and a hunger for the cross. I need that in more ways than one.

Mr. Toads WIld RIde

Talk about wild rides...I have had a long last few weeks at work... I didn't sleep this tuesday and I think last thursday too. Work will always be there and I guess that is a good thing. No sleep and cold temps lead to colds and I was just the suspect with bad food and too much coffee. I canceled out on our planned Adventure Race this weekend in Malibu... I needed sleep but Marius and Georgina will brave the waves and trails for 12hrs without me.

Monique was going to run a 20K and watch Mandy at the cyclocross races this weekend and maybe even give it a go herself. Staying home made it just too easy not to get involved. Maybe I needed a wild ride to get me out of this spell?

8am Sat and we are just heading out to the event staging at Heart Park. Monique drops me off at Starbucks to finish some more work and goes back to get here shoes she left at home. he he... I needed to finish some work anyways so it worked out well. I brought my shoes "just in case" I wanted to run and 30min later we are trotting along last in line and getting warmed up for our half marathon distance through the hills. I should have known.



The run was good and you cant beat a training run when there are people handing out water and good little treats every few miles. I feel like forest gump ...but I was going to say, when we were tired..we walked. when we were hungry...we ate. Good pace and fun trails.

It was the 20th annual Mr Toad Wild ride and we had some build from the Stinson Beach half we did a few weeks ago but I was still not feelin it. Monique, however, was on the move and ended up getting one of the coolest metals. It has all of the trail names on it and models the "E Ticket" theme of the trails. So cool and I am so proud of her!!


After our race we headed just down the street (literally!) to watch Mandy squash the competition. With her big smiles and extroverted personality I thought we were in trouble when we first saw her. . . We walked up in the middle of her race and were screaming to cheer her on. No smile. . . a face I had never seen? The we just realized she had her race face on and she was fo' real! Go girl go!!!



I felt much better after her race when the smile returned . . . We kept warm the rest of the day by cheering on the crossers and it was a new twist to sport for me. Even if we ran for a few hours the day will go down as "the day we saw our first cyclocross race". Really cool people and a unique masochistic grace that lays out over a track a little over a mile in length so you can see all of the action. Here are some clips

I think the guy above is on Mandys team and the girl video taping is the team leader? I dont know but I do know this guy is Smooooth.

What could be better than riding a rigid bike off road? bunny hops!!

Trukey Tri

Spend the last few days laying around and eating turkey. I could not ask for more ;-O

Back at the Bonelli park and we were all set for our last triathlon of the season and the first ever Turkey Tri!! The Bonelli park felt like home and although the group that runs the race picked up a few more sponsors this year it is a very low-key/family type environment. Perfect for a push into the holidays.


Monique and I did a few bricks around the park a little over a week ago and I got to feel out the climbs on my seven. Now that I sold my tri bike my seven would be my all road machine. I think that it was a bit better for the climbs but it is just so comfortable that I know I could push harder on it. My bike was solid and the race was now in focus.

I try not to watch Monique too much in races(makes me crazy) but her swim wave started just in front of me. She is so cute. I saw her get clear water and then just disappear into a mess of arms and bobbing heads... I took a deep breath and started my watch and I was off. That ten seconds before felt like it was forever in past races but I guess I was not to stressed for this?

Monique hammering on the bike!

My swim felt so good. I was just enjoying the water and held a good pace throughout. I continue to shrink in my upper body so the last 200 yards or so I got really cold. Water filling my suit everywhere and I just wanted to get out. Time to hammer on the bike and get warm but my feet were numb until the first half mile on the run. Maybe my shoes were to tight in addition to the cold water?

C O L D

The bike was awesome! I felt at home and it was easy to push like I was on the trainer for my Q Ring testing. The second lap was even better knowing that I didn't have to hold back. Hammer time! My powertap shows some good 300+ watts across the flat sections. Expectations exceeded but did I push to hard for the run?

The run. All that I can say is my last two tri's (pacific coast) I passed more people on the run than I ever have in the past. My pace was good but it was hard to hold it. Looking back I should have ran further on the bricks that we did and continued to run longer up to the race. I did not run more than a mile for over a week and our bricks were just a sub 10min run off of the bike. Maybe too much rest going into it?

About half way through the run I passed one guy and they Mike paces right along side me. "relax your ankles and fall Slater". Agghh.. Can you pull me I thought? We ran up the last hill together and then I just could not hold it but it help so much just running with Collins for a bit. Good thing he started a wave or two back or I may never have had the chance to run with him during a race.

If there is one thing you don't do in the last few yards of a run/tri/race is get run down! I knew I had someone sneaking up on me so the last few corners I gave it a big deep-digging this is my last race push. My thought was go get out of sight and out of mind. At the last turn I looked back only to realize it was going to be too close to let up. SPRINT... I got passed in the shoot... In the last few feet!! Ahhh. That sucks. What sucks more is some dude yelling "you guys are racing for top three overall" as we ran around the last turn. I guess that made it more exciting ;-) The results Posted and show how I got dropped by :01 seconds!!

Getting run down is no fun

I finished just in time to get some grub and take some pics of Monique finishing in glory. We got to hang out for a bit with the crew and then we were back to the Brisley's for some more turkey time. I was done.

Getting ready for the Turkey

This weekend we were signed up for a marathon at Catalina and then decided to race 12hrs of Temecula with M&M but ended up not doing that either. We spent the last two weekends at home and it is time to rest up and clean that pool. The holiday season is here and 2007 went by soooo fast.

We do have one more race for the turkey and it is all just fun. If we have ever had a taper going into a race this would be it. The first ever Turkey Tri at Bonelli park and I am looking forward to spending the week with Monique's parents and seeing the OC Multisports crew at the race too.
Next years schedule is starting to form and better than that a plan to archive our goals. Plans for racing, travel, family and our spiritual fruit! "Goals are wishes until you have a plan"

I met with Mike about next years training and mapped out just three focused races that I actually want to stick to a training plan on for the entire way. I have never done that before but I know it would be a big help. This year I really tried to stick to Xterra but after getting injured a few times I went a little nuts and got into every race we could get to. That worked out the best as we got to travel and have had so much fun in adventure races, mt bike adventures and we got to meet so many cool people. Next year it is just a few builds to an Ironman race in August.

I learned so much from the Q Ring testing about big gains from fitness rather than a quick time shave that it lead me to sell my Zipp wheels to get a powertap. I figured that it would be better to learn from my training and racing results than try to squeeze out that last few seconds from some deep dish carbon. Maybe if I stick to a plan I can get that icing on the cake? The turkey tri will be a perfect little race to see a race performance power output and will go a long way to helping my "plan" for next year but most of all it will be a lot of fun!



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VO2 Max Results

Well, I got back my VO2MAX results from the start of the little "Science Project" but now I will need to get some details of what this all means?? Now I know what people think when they look at a network diagram with netflow statistics and syslog output...The router sends IP packets to who?

I have one more "follow up" that I can schedule with Jeff to have another VO2 Max test done and see if I have improved at all. I think I will schedule it for sometime after the VQ and before the 1/2 Ironman next year but I will have to see when we get closer.

Marin the day after

The day after our little trail race and with one more day left in San Fran we managed to find some energy to get back to those beautiful trails in the Marin hills. SO MUCH FUN!

My brain is out at the moment but the pictures capture so much more of the trail and poop on the trail anyways...



Our ride starts RIGHT OUTSIDE Jeremy and Liz's door!



Only a short climb up and we are on single track, heats pumping and 360 degree views of paradise. These are some of the trails that Jeremy took me on when we did our night ride and the view is just as good with all of the lights across the harbor. It is hard to imagine that this is only a drive away and there is so much diversity in the bay area. We need to get up there more fo sho.





We didnt feel that beat on the ride and we got plenty of rest while J fixed is trusty single speed. I am just amazed that he can ride that in the hills around there but I really did like the breaks too.




Moving on we were getting pooped. . . or the girls were for sure.



And just imagine...we had no TP with us at all!



Miles and miles of single track and I think J would have had us riding until dark but all good things must come to an end...for now.



I am pretty beat now that we are back home and the run and ride are over and am eating everything in site while I hobble around to recovery but looking at the pictures this morning makes me remember what it was all for. Good times.

Stinson Beach 25K

Our second year at the Stinson Beach Marathon but this year we would be doing the half... This year we also had lots other "activities" planned and friends to spend time with on the trail.Good times in the making.

Jeremy and Liz were having Monique, Mandy, Marius and Me (Mx4 - I know its dorky but I had to point it out) over for the weekend and the plan was to push out the run and get on to the food and a nice long ride the next day through the Marin hills. Monique and I got up the day before so we had some good sushi with J and L on Friday night too.



I did not have any expectations for the run myself except to keep it steady and that would be starting at a pace that would not bring on too much pain in the end. Last year was our first marathon ever and now I knew the trail so I wore my HR strap and told myself I would keep the bar around 165bpm. After a we all made a few stops to the bathroom we were almost ready to go

Mandy and Liz decided to hike a bit and Monique, Marius, Jeremy and I all set our sights on the 25K which we thought was a half marathon (13miles) but found out after the run it was more like 15miles. Better to find out after!



The marathoners took off first and shortly after we were on our way up a big climb through the fog. My HR limit was out of the questions as I was quickly at 170BPM and "warming up". It is amazing how much the time trails have helped me to determine exactly when I am reaching my LT and I can back off just a bit. I kept at that the entire run and ended up running about 170Bpm until the end. I have never run a race like that but it helped so much. Consistency.



The first climb up in on the famous DipSea trail. Lots of steep climbs and people at this point. It is crazy to see some people sprinting and getting all worked up on the first climb. People! We have a long way to go here. Chill... have a gu and smile.



At one point on the first climb, I thought that I was pushing to hard when I heard music from the forest...I didnt have my iPod on and it was still early in the race but maybe I am hearing things? Well, to my surprise and relieve there was some dude playing a banjo in the forest sitting under a tree. San Francisco rocks!!



Monique charging through the miles and still looking good.



About half way point for the 25k




heading back down to the beach




done and warm



Time for some recovery!



The food set in and we were done for the day. We had a long day of riding ahead of us and would need all the sleep we could gather.