This year's race fell on my cutback week, so I could sign up for the 18K and just add on a few more kilometres, instead of grinding through the 34. Greg signed up for his usual 7K and we got there early to see the 34K people off.
Grace, Bogdan, Greg, me, looking spiffy in our Burly gear! |
I barely had time to recover from the shock when the race started. Ran my own pace, got stuck in the bottleneck singletrack down to the canyon and opened up on the gorgeous flat at the bottom.
I knew I wasn't last, but there was a guy in front of me, mostly walking, and I thought I really should be in front of him. I put on a surge on the wide doubletrack section and passed him. Then came the nasty technical singletrack. There were 2 girls, whose running pace was definitely faster than mine, but kept stopping (selfies, taking gels). I guess they didn't know there was a lookout point and an aid station less than 1K ahead, but I'd pass while they stopped and then have to stop and step aside on the narrow singletrack to let them pass. I don't mind doing this once, but I had to stop at least 3 times for them in the span of about 1K and in that time, walking dude had almost caught up to me.
Fortunately, on the second loop at the bottom of the canyon, I saw Robin and chased after her for about a kilometer, and I never saw walking dude again.
I was feeling pretty tired coming out of the canyon for the final time, there was a guy taking pictures yelling "GO BURLY!" and introduced himself as a fellow member.
Finally, it was nice to see that Greg had stuck around waiting for me..I don't look terribly overjoyed, but I'm sure it's better than how I looked finishing the 34K last year.
I knew I wasn't last, but there was a guy in front of me, mostly walking, and I thought I really should be in front of him. I put on a surge on the wide doubletrack section and passed him. Then came the nasty technical singletrack. There were 2 girls, whose running pace was definitely faster than mine, but kept stopping (selfies, taking gels). I guess they didn't know there was a lookout point and an aid station less than 1K ahead, but I'd pass while they stopped and then have to stop and step aside on the narrow singletrack to let them pass. I don't mind doing this once, but I had to stop at least 3 times for them in the span of about 1K and in that time, walking dude had almost caught up to me.
Fortunately, on the second loop at the bottom of the canyon, I saw Robin and chased after her for about a kilometer, and I never saw walking dude again.
I was feeling pretty tired coming out of the canyon for the final time, there was a guy taking pictures yelling "GO BURLY!" and introduced himself as a fellow member.
Photo by Neil. |
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