Hey everyone,
Here is the first – of what I hope will be many – race reports!
As a preface, I would just like to say 2012 (my third season racing on the road) was perhaps my most enjoyable to date. While I did have to cope with knee problems through the first months and races of the year, physiotherapy and deliciously painful foam roller sessions brought me back on track!
The resolution of these knee problems thankfully coincided with a return to form. Many months before (in the dead of winter), I had penciled in the Green Mountain Stage Race (GMSR) as my primary objective for the season. There is just something about this particular race that keeps drawing me back – perhaps it’s the beautiful scenery, the professional way in which the event is organized, or maybe it’s the community involvement (seems like wherever you go in Warren or Waitsfield, people are asking you about your race experience).
This was my third time signing up for the GMSR. I knew going in that achieving my top 15 GC objective would be a tough task. Not only would I have to survive four tough days of racing, the caliber of racer was likely to be much higher than what I usually face off against in Ontario. It also seems like everyone shows up to GMSR in peak (or close to peak) condition.
That being said, my numbers on the bike were pretty close to where they needed to be. A few climbing “test runs” in the Gatineau Park with the Ride with Rendall A-loop, further helped my confidence. It is thus that I packed up my car (girlfriend Catherine in tow) and embarked on the now familiar trek down to Vermont.
Five hours – and a Ben & Jerry’s stop – later, we arrived at our condo on
Summit Road.
It turns out our place was only 5-15 minutes away from the Start areas for Stages 1+2, and literally 15 seconds down the road from the “App Gap” queen stage.
The rest of the afternoon was spent unpacking, preparing gear for the weekend, doing some groceries and pre-riding the TT course. Business as usual!
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| (Cat and I, driving down - The S5 holding the place of honour in the back seat) |
Stage 1 – Warren Store Time Trial:
I woke up on Friday morning feeling pretty good. I had done the course a few times over the last 3 years and felt like I had a solid plan of attack for the day. The first stage prologue consists of about 3.6 kilometers of 4-10% climbing (a very similar climb to Fortune for you Ottawa people), followed by a 5.5k flat/rolling/slightly downhill section. In short, a course that has all the ingredients to whet your appetite for the upcoming weekend of racing, and leaves you gasping for air as you cross the finish line.
I had my standard pre-race breakky of berry-oatmeal and banana sun butter toasts, chatted with the flat-mates (Marcel who was racing in Masters 40, Kelly in Women’s 1-2 and my teammate JP who was accompanied by his gal pal Marie-Pier), and did some last minute inspections on the bike. JP and I drove down to Warren, unloaded the bikes and did a couple of spins up and down one of the side roads. Our start times were just a few minutes past 10, which was a good thing because we wouldn’t have to wait around for an eternity and we would avoid the heat!
After a short 20 minute warm-up, I heard my name being called by a USAC official at the start house. Better turn the bike around and head over sooner rather than later – I have been unlucky (or daft) enough to have missed my start time on more than one occasion. The most recent being the 2011 Tour of the Dragons, where I arrived unceremoniously 17 minutes after the winner. There was no way I was going to let that happen today, so I made my way over to the start and had a good 5 minutes to focus on what was coming up.
Before I knew it, I was clipped in and the countdown was on: 5-4-3-2-1. Boom! GAME TIME! My first instinct is explode out of the gate and climb the first hill like Marco Pantani. Thankfully, I was able to settle down and get myself into the proper rhythm (roughly 85% of my max). The goal was to push hard and keep a constant effort, but crest the climb feeling like I could have given a bit more. With this TT it’s quite easy to redzone and feel completely gased after the climb, thus leaving you empty and slow for the remaining 5-6K.
The sensations were good on the climb and I was able to pass my 30 second man in the first couple of kilometers. It would be a lonely road after that catch however, as my 1 minute man was a no show and my 1minute30 guy was having a good ride. So no more carrots to be seen up the road. No matter, the TT is about your own personal effort right? Right? Bueller? Bueller..?
I went over the top of the hill, tried changing gears – pulled an Andy Schleck (something that happened a few times this weekend) and ended up partially dropping the chain. Oh lordy.. After a bit of back pedaling and shifting, I was able to get it back on and refocus on the lightning fast second portion of the TT. I had averaged 26kh on the climb, so I knew that to be competitive I would need to cover the last 5.5k in about 7 minutes (between 47-48kh). I completed the flat section, went down the “Diptm” and slowly chugged my way up the final 500 meter hump. Choochoo! I ended up rolling in at 15:13 (a 35 second improvement over last year) and good enough for 8th on the stage, 21 seconds behind the leader.
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| (Riding the TT on the S5! Ohhh yeaaa) |
Stage 2 – The Bridges Circuit Race:
The wheels went round, nothing to report.
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| (Off we go! JP and I head into the fog, for Stage 2 of the GMSR) |
Ok, just kidding.. (but not really?)
While the profile for this circuit stage is much more interesting than the one at the Killington Stage Race – ie: the “KOM” is actually a KOM at GMSR, there are enough downhill and open flat roads to make it very challenging for a break to stay away.
Especially in a cat-3 field where breaks get annihilated every time.
In any case, we rode roughly 120 kilometers as a group.
We stretched our legs a bit on the KOMs, gritted our teeth for the intermediate sprints and generally rode a nice tempo pace.
(I think the average speed was close to 40kh)
As predicted, the stage concluded in a bunch sprint which was won by Dave Warner (who was in 5
th at the start of the day).
This meant a yellow jersey swap by virtue of stage victory bonus seconds.
Other than that, the day was pretty uneventful.
I had written down the numbers of everyone in the top 15 prior to that stage, in an attempt to put a face to the name.
Not only did I want to see who the heavy hitters were, I also wanted to gauge their sensations on the climbs.
(Not much luck with the latter venture though.
Everyone had poker faces.)
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| (Working my way up, in preparation for the KOM) |
Stage 3 – Champion System Mad River Road Race:
Ahh, the queen stage! The one people fear and love. The one that can validate a season or just as easily crush your hopes in dreams. Alright, it’s maybe not that extreme (especially since this year’s course didn’t have the traditional Middlebury Gap KOM), but it’s still the highlight of the weekend – at least for me.
The day started off rather normally. In our 5 mile neutral section (rolling down the hill from Sugarbush) there was a crash caused by someone hitting a pothole and slamming into another rider. We were off to what seemed to be a typical cat-3 race. Perhaps this early tumble would wake everyone up?
The race "started" 2-3k later and before we knew it, we were cruising down the VT-100 at 50kh. It seemed like everyone wanted to get in a break, but the peloton wasn't letting anything go at this point. We rolled like this for the first hour and a half, until the feedzone. I had told JP that after the feed, we should move our way up the field to play it safe for the KOM.
We navigated up the peloton and hit the KOM in about 10th position. JP went to the front and pulled in an attempt to limber everyone up. I had spoken with the KOM leader and had asked him if he was interested in forming a break after we crested the hill. He said yes, and we went up the KOM with me crossing the line in 4th. As I went to change back to my big ring, my chain locked up AGAIN! It had happened 3-4 times in the circuit stage, but I was able to correct it then. This time, however I had to get off the bike to fix it. Luckily JP was there so he helped me put it back on. I thanked him and booked it back to the peloton as fast as I could. It took about 8-10 mins and I was left cursing (and feeling like Andy Schleck on the Tourmalet), for burning some valuable matches. Gonna need to figure out why this was happening when I get back home, since I was making sure that I wasn't cross chaining while shifting.
Once I got back in, I weaved my way to the front and recovered briefly. I had been toying with an idea on Saturday evening of trying to break away before the final 2 climbs, and when I saw that there was a rider about 600m ahead (and the peloton looked happy to let him go) I moved to the front, waited for a small hill and pushed the pace. I looked back and saw that I had about 100m on the group with no reaction from them. After that it was full speed ahead.
I kept it around 80% of my TT effort in case they'd catch me before the climbs. So with about 20k to go another rider joined me and we pace lined until the baby gap climb. (3-5k at 6-10%). At this point I dropped him and caught the lone leader. I dropped him as well and kept pushing the pace.
As I crested baby gap and headed to the base of App Gap I had a lead of
1:30 on the peloton. At the base and with 5k to go, that lead was almost 2 minutes. At this point I really started thinking in my head that victory was possible and went all in on the climb. Unfortunately, the day's efforts (chasing to catch the peloton and then going on a 22-23k breakaway) caught up with me. My legs started cramping really badly. To the point where I was sure I'd have to get off the bike.
I kept wondering whether the lead vehicle caravan had ever stopped on the side of the road because the race leader had to stop and stretch..
All kidding aside, I had to slow my pace down in order to avoid this happening and as a consequence the gap between the peloton and me (which was communicated to me by the lead vehicle) was coming down with every pedal stroke. 1min 40... 1min20...45 seconds...
With 1k to go, the gap was 20 seconds and I could see the follow motorcycles on the switch back below me. And they were going fast.. Uh oh. At this point I'm dealing with what is possibly the worst pain I've ever felt on a bike and I'm turning myself inside out, knowing that the last 300m averages something stupid like 20%. With about 200 to go, the eventual winner passed me and then the two other podium finishers went by with a handful of meters left. I finished 4th on the day and I was (pardon my French) completely f**ked at the top of App Gap. If there's any consolation, only 1 of the guys who passed me was ahead of me on GC so I was able to move up from 7
th to 2
nd overall! (9 seconds behind the yellow jersey – curse you blasted chainring!)
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| (JP showing the world exactly what he thinks of the App Gap) |
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| (Painface. App Gap. Ouch) |
Went out for pizza that night, had a glass(es) of wine and went to bed feeling like a king!
After 3 days of racing, I was sitting in the highest GC position I’ve ever been in after 3 days of racing.
It was a confirmation that all the hard work, time trials, hill repeats and early mornings, was paying off.
Stage 4 – Dealer.com Queen City Criterium:
We were greeted with warm sunny weather (for the 4th consecutive day) on our last day in Vermont. It was with a bit of sadness that we packed up our stuff and got ready to make the trip to Burlington for the criterium. Where did the season go? It seems like it was only yesterday I was taking the bike out for some early spring rides.. Any way, we made sure to empty the fridge as we prepared our last meal - which was an eclectic combination of weekend leftovers (stir fry, spaghetti, pizza, cereal and toasts).
After a quick walkabout, we hopped into the car and hightailed it to
Burlington!
The plan for the criterium was to take advantage of the fact that my 2
nd place in the GC meant I would be called to the start line (thus avoiding the mad scramble to get to the front for the race).
I would then try to hold this position for the remainder of the crit and hopefully maintain my podium position.
I was able to put this plan into action.. For about 2 laps.. When some beast of a rider came by me and strong armed me out of the way.
I instinctively (and unfortunately) unclipped out of my left pedal, since I thought I was going to hit the deck.
I didn’t, but I lost a good 15-20 spots in the pace line as I tried to clip back in.
The rest, as they say, is history.
I spent the remaining 15 minutes of my GMSR criterium experience yo-yoing off the back, trying to unsuccessfully move myself back up, bridging gaps from dropped riders, producing ballistic sprint efforts to catch back on after tight corners, the works…
Thankfully, I made it past the half way mark before I was given the mercy killing by the USAC officials.
I was given an estimated of 2:20 behind the eventual winner, which was enough to make me slide from 2
nd to 15
th overall.
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| (Cat and I following the GMSR Criterium) |
Bright side? I achieved my top 15 objective. Debbie downer side? For one small instant, I could taste sweet, sweet glory. The prospect of finishing on the GC podium of one the biggest and competitive stage races in the North East would have been amazing. All in all, however, I was quite pleased with the weekend. I was able to achieve two top 10 results on the stages that I was aiming for, and better yet – the experience gained this weekend was definitely a confidence booster for next season!
After yet another Ben and Jerry’s stop, where we picked up a few pints of Vermont’s finest, we continued on our journey North, passed the desolate wasteland that is St-Jean sur Richelieu, into the wonderful traffic nightmare that is downtown Montreal, out of the “Belle Province” and arrived home around 9pm. (After a quick Chinese takeout / comfort food stop)
So there it is. The 2012 GMSR is in the books, and by all accounts it was a success! Thanks go out to all the volunteers and staff for putting on such a great event. Cheers as well to everyone who shared the condo with me over the weekend. It was a great gang, and many laughs were shared!
Until next year Vermont!
Alex