The action from saturday.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Smoothing rocky trails.
The Event of the weekend was a 4hr race run by ROCKYTRAIL entertainment, at AWABA mountainbike park.
On friday night after my usual 530spin class i was in the garage changing my rear tire over to another rim as on tuesday glass cut open the tire a 2.0 supersonic continental race king and when i went to re inflate i kept losing air from around the valve, so with barely a drop spilt and i good upper body work out on the floor pump it snapped into place delivering cold chills as it always does..
Saturday started early with a 530am start so i could have a good meal of oats :) and some toast, the tire had not lost a single psi so my spirits were up, wheels were off and the turner flux was neatly folded into the back of jem's 3door barina.
Off to awaba we go>>> THE GOALS>>75% of the winner in 3.5hrs as i had to leave early for a spin class..
We slot into a little spot on pit row and i go for a practice lap while stopping to chat to who ever i know, it really takes a long time to get ready before a race..
I spent the race briefing doing my last bit of weight reducing, i could of also removed my rear flashing lights i use for commuting to but i didnt realised they were left till i got home..
The 8hr solo's go first, then we get to race of, i slipped into the single track second and just cruzed finding my zone because we soon caught the tail of the 8hr riders, it was a slow hectic first lap with people taking each other out or me, i lost a few positions in some confused mix up, the angry pants were on for the next lap, flying through timing/pits leaving any food jem had ready.
We had a nice food plan set out. a torq gel every second lap with a mouthful of toq bar every other lap which kept me fuel up nicely.
I soon found my sniggle groove and had a massive smile just loving the sport more then ever, with a conti supersonic 2.2 mountain king up the front and the hero grip through the forest section it was pure bliss.
So i was just out there cruzing around with the bigger picture of getting 75% of the winner so i can qualify for the voting competition to win a ticket to the croc trophy mtb race.
Around lap 5-6 i could here paul craft (commentator) giving the 4hr leader a good wrap for his fast lap times and mentioned he was gona be hard to beat, i had a chuckle and the fire in my legs were now roaring as i stormed through timing 25sec behined him to the elation of the MC "and now we have a race" i stomp the big dog back into the bush, but at awaba a rider can disappear in seconds., I ended up passing the leader while he had stopped to grab a bite, he gave me a cheer on to which was nice but i soon was grabbing a gel on run and off into the lead, i was told the rider i just passed was an ex (very good) downhiller so i was keen to try to get away, my hills were my friends and my legs did all they could to flatten them.
3.5hrs done and im leading so i pull over and call it a day, MC paul was really confused i explained my situation and everyone was standing around looking very stunned.. and from the crowd a screaming jemma blasts me with alot of profanity to the amusement of everyone, id done enough to qualify and thats all i went chasing i was satisfied and very happy to have a good ride, good enough for me but not good enough for jem, (i still feel guilty for her missing my poduim at the husky) she needed to be rewarded for helping me so much, and maybe i got a bit scared with the abuse that was hurled, hmmm i wish a gel was hurled the last lap had to be ridden with only a small amount of water mixed with torq energy, so one last time down the cork screw and my last time through my cheers squad from WSMTB. At this stage i could hear the count down to the 4hr mark, sweet i was gona finish over the 4hr mark and not have to leave a gap for 2nd place to slip through to do another lap.
4hrs 1min i finish with timing it spot on, i quick speech ruined by a flat battery on the mic, i fold the turner into the back of the barina again and zoom to carlingford for the spin class.
No stretching or cool down really punished my legs as i had to climb 3 flights of stairs to get to the spin room.
It was such an adrenalin fueled day, but lots of laughs and stories were shared over lunch at 4pm.
I arrived home to a cool looking trophy a carton of beer and a XTR cassette :)
A big thanks goes to the ROCKY TRAIL crew for an awesome day
my pit bunny for her awesomeness!!!
and my sponsors SCV IMPORTS, the turner flux is the most comfortable race weapon you will find..
Im feeling the target getting bigger on my back, see ya at the next race.
REALLY HAPPY CHOP :)
On friday night after my usual 530spin class i was in the garage changing my rear tire over to another rim as on tuesday glass cut open the tire a 2.0 supersonic continental race king and when i went to re inflate i kept losing air from around the valve, so with barely a drop spilt and i good upper body work out on the floor pump it snapped into place delivering cold chills as it always does..
Saturday started early with a 530am start so i could have a good meal of oats :) and some toast, the tire had not lost a single psi so my spirits were up, wheels were off and the turner flux was neatly folded into the back of jem's 3door barina.
Off to awaba we go>>> THE GOALS>>75% of the winner in 3.5hrs as i had to leave early for a spin class..
We slot into a little spot on pit row and i go for a practice lap while stopping to chat to who ever i know, it really takes a long time to get ready before a race..
I spent the race briefing doing my last bit of weight reducing, i could of also removed my rear flashing lights i use for commuting to but i didnt realised they were left till i got home..
The 8hr solo's go first, then we get to race of, i slipped into the single track second and just cruzed finding my zone because we soon caught the tail of the 8hr riders, it was a slow hectic first lap with people taking each other out or me, i lost a few positions in some confused mix up, the angry pants were on for the next lap, flying through timing/pits leaving any food jem had ready.
We had a nice food plan set out. a torq gel every second lap with a mouthful of toq bar every other lap which kept me fuel up nicely.
I soon found my sniggle groove and had a massive smile just loving the sport more then ever, with a conti supersonic 2.2 mountain king up the front and the hero grip through the forest section it was pure bliss.
So i was just out there cruzing around with the bigger picture of getting 75% of the winner so i can qualify for the voting competition to win a ticket to the croc trophy mtb race.
Around lap 5-6 i could here paul craft (commentator) giving the 4hr leader a good wrap for his fast lap times and mentioned he was gona be hard to beat, i had a chuckle and the fire in my legs were now roaring as i stormed through timing 25sec behined him to the elation of the MC "and now we have a race" i stomp the big dog back into the bush, but at awaba a rider can disappear in seconds., I ended up passing the leader while he had stopped to grab a bite, he gave me a cheer on to which was nice but i soon was grabbing a gel on run and off into the lead, i was told the rider i just passed was an ex (very good) downhiller so i was keen to try to get away, my hills were my friends and my legs did all they could to flatten them.
3.5hrs done and im leading so i pull over and call it a day, MC paul was really confused i explained my situation and everyone was standing around looking very stunned.. and from the crowd a screaming jemma blasts me with alot of profanity to the amusement of everyone, id done enough to qualify and thats all i went chasing i was satisfied and very happy to have a good ride, good enough for me but not good enough for jem, (i still feel guilty for her missing my poduim at the husky) she needed to be rewarded for helping me so much, and maybe i got a bit scared with the abuse that was hurled, hmmm i wish a gel was hurled the last lap had to be ridden with only a small amount of water mixed with torq energy, so one last time down the cork screw and my last time through my cheers squad from WSMTB. At this stage i could hear the count down to the 4hr mark, sweet i was gona finish over the 4hr mark and not have to leave a gap for 2nd place to slip through to do another lap.
4hrs 1min i finish with timing it spot on, i quick speech ruined by a flat battery on the mic, i fold the turner into the back of the barina again and zoom to carlingford for the spin class.
No stretching or cool down really punished my legs as i had to climb 3 flights of stairs to get to the spin room.
It was such an adrenalin fueled day, but lots of laughs and stories were shared over lunch at 4pm.
I arrived home to a cool looking trophy a carton of beer and a XTR cassette :)
A big thanks goes to the ROCKY TRAIL crew for an awesome day
my pit bunny for her awesomeness!!!
and my sponsors SCV IMPORTS, the turner flux is the most comfortable race weapon you will find..
Im feeling the target getting bigger on my back, see ya at the next race.
REALLY HAPPY CHOP :)
Sunday, June 27, 2010
THE 100Ker
The day begins at 5am, i awake to some world cup soccer blurred by my roomies bling 29ers, with my TURNER FLUX tipping the scales at around 11.2kg, it was surely a very different pre race setup with no taper no pasta the night before, no weetibix for breakfast.
My pro roomies from clarence st whipped up some muesli and banana not sure what else was added, i guess that was later to be realised (thanks jen a true winning breakfast)
Driving over to the start, to a race ive only had a week to mentally prepare for, a race with around 90kms ive never seen, my first day on dirt since dirtworks and damaging my thumb..no nerves what so ever, but no race excitement either it was a strange feeling but i did have my mind set on just a sunday ride, there was no water bottle, no tools, limited food, but i was truly rugged up with skin longs on and a skin shortsleeve top on under an under armour longsleeve heat top (the red u see me in) my fav piece of cycling gear. and that very subdue green racing kit on the outside..
The warm up was a few kms out on the track i decided to drop pressure in my front tire a little to softer thumb pressure.
A very short race briefing and we were on the start line, matt reekie suggested to go to level 11 of hurt today which i was not to fussed about, but in my head i thought well im just gona pedal at full power till i have nothing,, will it last 20km 60km 80km did i have enough for a 100km.
The first 10km was loose sand and rocky when i seen the 10km marker i head sunk as i felt like ive been racing for an hour, we soon lose touch with the leaders, but me and anthony shippard with some other guys really keep the pace cranking, passing shaun lewis on our mission was a bit awkward, i just didnt know what to say to a good rider hurting so early.
20kms we get a glimpse of the leaders, it was so tempting to bridge the gap, at full throttle it looked very achievable and i was just out for fun and it was hard not to have a go at it just to see if i could get to them, the single track then began and i pulled right back as it was loose and very steep and i didnt wana hurt my dodgy shoulder.
It takes me a while to catch back up to anthony after the single track but when i do, we all stopped as a rider hit the deck pretty hard, hes was not to bad so once on his feet we ride off.
now with mark tupalski (sir chat alot) im cool with talking and riding but its my job during the week sundays are my day off and with dealing with my nemisis of sunlight flickering through trees i was at full focus in leading us through the single trail., By halfway mark had dropped of matt was back with me and anthony, poor matt with so many race kms in his legs soon drop off,
60km water stop took a while to show up which really hurt anthony running bottles he pulls in to refill i roll on by jump a puddle and chew a torq bar down, i was happy for him to catch back up so we could work together, the big wheels roll up with a heavy breathing rider on top.. we work n ride together, but the turner gets a gap on the next hill.
condoo single track soon approaches righto then something i know i gotta keep anthony at bay knowing i was in 4th was a good buzz but i just knew he could reel me in on this track, so how do i keep a rider away but recovering here so my legs have more power come the roads...
80km im still all alone and as each 50km rider approaches quite quickly i know im getting closer to the finish, the fear of my camelback going dry builds, i wait and wait for big wheels to catch up i constantly wonder if im still going as fast as i was 20km earlier, am i fading???? so i continue to chew on my torq bar.. saving my gells for a kick in the final 10km.
90km hmmm i hear wheels i look to see big wheels but i had to totally do a double look and i see its kyle ward and we put some hurt into each other up a long climb.. He then rides away and all i can think to say is "well played sir" he seems to have the power to finish the day off, but as we zipp through some single trail the 50kers cheer the battle on, and it gave me a real kick to catch him, i soon roll up beside kyle, "lets do it buddy" i say, he hangs his head and gives me a lil tap to say he was done!... so i stand and attack like a bull at an open gate never looking back.. bush bashing to over take 50kers, then seeing a mud puddle i knew was very close to the finish i give it all i got flying out onto the golfcourse, and now burying myself into a dark place to hold my position as i did not want a sprint finish with a gutter hop..
A big smile from jenni english as i ride through the carpark my legs could barely jump that dam gutter. 4hrs 16min i was astonished with my time as i come to a stop and just lay on the ground in a desperate attempt to find oxygen the race announcer says congrats on 3rd place...!!!
I was just all confused as i was riding my heart out for 4th how am i 3rd did i hear right? i struggle to even put a sentence together to talk to anyone.., i pull my phone out of my back pocket(forgot to leave it in the car) so i ring jemma to tell her the news still trying to catch my breath, i was completly trashed from the race i emptied everything i had in me, i received a very concerned hello as i did such a good time she was not expecting a call to say a result let alone 3rd.
I truly felt bad as she was not there to see the result of all my training..
A week on it still feels weird to see 3rd next to my name in elite and against the whole field.
a shout out goes to matt flemming>>> bad luck champ on a day that should of ended in your favour not mine..
So hows the expectations i feel for the next time i race???
ONE HAPPY CHOP :)
My pro roomies from clarence st whipped up some muesli and banana not sure what else was added, i guess that was later to be realised (thanks jen a true winning breakfast)
Driving over to the start, to a race ive only had a week to mentally prepare for, a race with around 90kms ive never seen, my first day on dirt since dirtworks and damaging my thumb..no nerves what so ever, but no race excitement either it was a strange feeling but i did have my mind set on just a sunday ride, there was no water bottle, no tools, limited food, but i was truly rugged up with skin longs on and a skin shortsleeve top on under an under armour longsleeve heat top (the red u see me in) my fav piece of cycling gear. and that very subdue green racing kit on the outside..
The warm up was a few kms out on the track i decided to drop pressure in my front tire a little to softer thumb pressure.
A very short race briefing and we were on the start line, matt reekie suggested to go to level 11 of hurt today which i was not to fussed about, but in my head i thought well im just gona pedal at full power till i have nothing,, will it last 20km 60km 80km did i have enough for a 100km.
The first 10km was loose sand and rocky when i seen the 10km marker i head sunk as i felt like ive been racing for an hour, we soon lose touch with the leaders, but me and anthony shippard with some other guys really keep the pace cranking, passing shaun lewis on our mission was a bit awkward, i just didnt know what to say to a good rider hurting so early.
20kms we get a glimpse of the leaders, it was so tempting to bridge the gap, at full throttle it looked very achievable and i was just out for fun and it was hard not to have a go at it just to see if i could get to them, the single track then began and i pulled right back as it was loose and very steep and i didnt wana hurt my dodgy shoulder.
It takes me a while to catch back up to anthony after the single track but when i do, we all stopped as a rider hit the deck pretty hard, hes was not to bad so once on his feet we ride off.
now with mark tupalski (sir chat alot) im cool with talking and riding but its my job during the week sundays are my day off and with dealing with my nemisis of sunlight flickering through trees i was at full focus in leading us through the single trail., By halfway mark had dropped of matt was back with me and anthony, poor matt with so many race kms in his legs soon drop off,
60km water stop took a while to show up which really hurt anthony running bottles he pulls in to refill i roll on by jump a puddle and chew a torq bar down, i was happy for him to catch back up so we could work together, the big wheels roll up with a heavy breathing rider on top.. we work n ride together, but the turner gets a gap on the next hill.
condoo single track soon approaches righto then something i know i gotta keep anthony at bay knowing i was in 4th was a good buzz but i just knew he could reel me in on this track, so how do i keep a rider away but recovering here so my legs have more power come the roads...
80km im still all alone and as each 50km rider approaches quite quickly i know im getting closer to the finish, the fear of my camelback going dry builds, i wait and wait for big wheels to catch up i constantly wonder if im still going as fast as i was 20km earlier, am i fading???? so i continue to chew on my torq bar.. saving my gells for a kick in the final 10km.
90km hmmm i hear wheels i look to see big wheels but i had to totally do a double look and i see its kyle ward and we put some hurt into each other up a long climb.. He then rides away and all i can think to say is "well played sir" he seems to have the power to finish the day off, but as we zipp through some single trail the 50kers cheer the battle on, and it gave me a real kick to catch him, i soon roll up beside kyle, "lets do it buddy" i say, he hangs his head and gives me a lil tap to say he was done!... so i stand and attack like a bull at an open gate never looking back.. bush bashing to over take 50kers, then seeing a mud puddle i knew was very close to the finish i give it all i got flying out onto the golfcourse, and now burying myself into a dark place to hold my position as i did not want a sprint finish with a gutter hop..
A big smile from jenni english as i ride through the carpark my legs could barely jump that dam gutter. 4hrs 16min i was astonished with my time as i come to a stop and just lay on the ground in a desperate attempt to find oxygen the race announcer says congrats on 3rd place...!!!
I was just all confused as i was riding my heart out for 4th how am i 3rd did i hear right? i struggle to even put a sentence together to talk to anyone.., i pull my phone out of my back pocket(forgot to leave it in the car) so i ring jemma to tell her the news still trying to catch my breath, i was completly trashed from the race i emptied everything i had in me, i received a very concerned hello as i did such a good time she was not expecting a call to say a result let alone 3rd.
I truly felt bad as she was not there to see the result of all my training..
A week on it still feels weird to see 3rd next to my name in elite and against the whole field.
a shout out goes to matt flemming>>> bad luck champ on a day that should of ended in your favour not mine..
So hows the expectations i feel for the next time i race???
ONE HAPPY CHOP :)
Monday, June 14, 2010
Husky prep
A long weekend on the couch watching tv and dealing with this flu bug has not been alot of fun, but the high quality of sport has kept me sane.
I ventured off to the gym today to help another instructor teach a spin class and just ease my legs and lungs back into it... and bought some very nice looking 400seriess skin longs.. mmmm warmth.
Ive ordered some 2xu tights but my cold tired legs have gotten to impatient for CRC... hope they arrive soon, one for road and one for home would be nice and will do a product comparrison test when ive worn both.
Once home it was straight into the torc recovery drink mmmmm and into the new skins..
My week truly kicks off in a big way every tuesday.
615am spin class
home for breaky
930am boxing class
then ride 30km to tuggerah
teach 30 school kids oh the bliss
30km ride home finding food before during or after the 30km
muesli and fruit from bodyfuel cafe my fav on a tuesday.
415pm RPM class
4min ride to the next gym
where i enjoy a good hot shower before my 630pm spin
then crawl home for food and bed
wednesday is a 60km round trip to tuggerah to teach boxing arriving home at 9pm
thursday is a 6am class 5mins from home then another trip to tuggerah for a 930spin class
friday is just the standard friday flogging at 530pm..
i guess team turner will head down south on saturday to get into the vibe for sundays race
with one hell of a hot field in the elite category.
im not sure how ill be feeling or can go, i havnt really been on the dirt since dirtworks, so ill be riding with some sense of safety, but i do hope i find my race face and just let it slide..
watch out for the boys in green....
Question>>>>> buy my 3rd pair of s-works or sidi???? any other shoes??
just chops.
I ventured off to the gym today to help another instructor teach a spin class and just ease my legs and lungs back into it... and bought some very nice looking 400seriess skin longs.. mmmm warmth.
Ive ordered some 2xu tights but my cold tired legs have gotten to impatient for CRC... hope they arrive soon, one for road and one for home would be nice and will do a product comparrison test when ive worn both.
Once home it was straight into the torc recovery drink mmmmm and into the new skins..
My week truly kicks off in a big way every tuesday.
615am spin class
home for breaky
930am boxing class
then ride 30km to tuggerah
teach 30 school kids oh the bliss
30km ride home finding food before during or after the 30km
muesli and fruit from bodyfuel cafe my fav on a tuesday.
415pm RPM class
4min ride to the next gym
where i enjoy a good hot shower before my 630pm spin
then crawl home for food and bed
wednesday is a 60km round trip to tuggerah to teach boxing arriving home at 9pm
thursday is a 6am class 5mins from home then another trip to tuggerah for a 930spin class
friday is just the standard friday flogging at 530pm..
i guess team turner will head down south on saturday to get into the vibe for sundays race
with one hell of a hot field in the elite category.
im not sure how ill be feeling or can go, i havnt really been on the dirt since dirtworks, so ill be riding with some sense of safety, but i do hope i find my race face and just let it slide..
watch out for the boys in green....
Question>>>>> buy my 3rd pair of s-works or sidi???? any other shoes??
just chops.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
BACK ON THE BLOG
I did dream of starting new blog about "team turner" just read the next enduro mag i hear we get a mention.. Alot of life has kept me away from blogging alot of life actually all of my life has been through the spin cycle since riding the kona 24hr last year..
Two shoulder dislocations has stopped me from racing anything and everything im trying to keep it intacked for worlds in october, my small business has been gurgling down the drain so funds have kept me from traveling away to races as well, the rest of my life has changed as well, but the one thing that has not change is my direction "PODIUM TO EMERGANCY BACK TO PODIUM" so my blog will hold the same meaning.
The best change ive had in all the shit ive been and going through is my "PIT BUNNY" (gf jemma) to see her in action check out the video from the national 24solo championships.. (in big bunny ears)
It was her 1st time as pit bitch and did a fantastic job never missed an order actually i didnt even had to place an order, the most stress free 24hrs i have ever had and sending me to bed when noticing signs of hypothermia was the right option thanks jem.
Ok i may have lied a bit about the stress as i missed the shut off time to register but russ let me after 10am on raceday..
I had to leave it to the last minute as i didnt know if i could scrape together the cash and i spent my last dollar to race that day but to me it was worth it, in all the ups n downs of my world me racing with my team mate matt reekie is when my life problems turn into just pedaling and thats when im free.
Once again matt gets the edge on me while i bonk during the night, but i enjoyed everypart of the race yes it hurt yes i couldnt even hold a knife to butter toast the next morning, but getting to ride for 24hrs away from the world is priceless.. so was the practice lap with jason english all smiles and laughs during that lap..
SO WHERE HAVE I BEEN??
Dirtworks>>>> i like starting elite controlled n cruzy. tire problems slowed me down again this year and big thanks to troy glennan for helping me when i crashed n split a tire, i found out later i chipped some bone off my thumb hence why we had a lot of trouble getting the nut off the valve., another tire cut after the 50km mark but i rode the bridge n still broke the 5hr mark..
SO WHERE AM I GOING????
looks like im doing the husky....
thinking of chasing the croc ticket again
everywhere on my turner flux its a rocket and loves beating the traffic with 1inch slicks on, it was even seen passing a cervello p3 in a road race a few weeks back..100km 2hrs 55min is that alright roadies???
As the year rolls on im slowly turning my life up the right way, im just focused on The world 24hr champs and not dislocating my shoulder before it, so i must not crash.. and will get the opperation it needs after worlds.
ill be keeping you posted on the races ill be at as i pay for them and ride them.
>>>>>>nothing changes unless you change them<<<<<<<<<<
just chops.
Two shoulder dislocations has stopped me from racing anything and everything im trying to keep it intacked for worlds in october, my small business has been gurgling down the drain so funds have kept me from traveling away to races as well, the rest of my life has changed as well, but the one thing that has not change is my direction "PODIUM TO EMERGANCY BACK TO PODIUM" so my blog will hold the same meaning.
The best change ive had in all the shit ive been and going through is my "PIT BUNNY" (gf jemma) to see her in action check out the video from the national 24solo championships.. (in big bunny ears)
It was her 1st time as pit bitch and did a fantastic job never missed an order actually i didnt even had to place an order, the most stress free 24hrs i have ever had and sending me to bed when noticing signs of hypothermia was the right option thanks jem.
Ok i may have lied a bit about the stress as i missed the shut off time to register but russ let me after 10am on raceday..
I had to leave it to the last minute as i didnt know if i could scrape together the cash and i spent my last dollar to race that day but to me it was worth it, in all the ups n downs of my world me racing with my team mate matt reekie is when my life problems turn into just pedaling and thats when im free.
Once again matt gets the edge on me while i bonk during the night, but i enjoyed everypart of the race yes it hurt yes i couldnt even hold a knife to butter toast the next morning, but getting to ride for 24hrs away from the world is priceless.. so was the practice lap with jason english all smiles and laughs during that lap..
SO WHERE HAVE I BEEN??
Dirtworks>>>> i like starting elite controlled n cruzy. tire problems slowed me down again this year and big thanks to troy glennan for helping me when i crashed n split a tire, i found out later i chipped some bone off my thumb hence why we had a lot of trouble getting the nut off the valve., another tire cut after the 50km mark but i rode the bridge n still broke the 5hr mark..
SO WHERE AM I GOING????
looks like im doing the husky....
thinking of chasing the croc ticket again
everywhere on my turner flux its a rocket and loves beating the traffic with 1inch slicks on, it was even seen passing a cervello p3 in a road race a few weeks back..100km 2hrs 55min is that alright roadies???
As the year rolls on im slowly turning my life up the right way, im just focused on The world 24hr champs and not dislocating my shoulder before it, so i must not crash.. and will get the opperation it needs after worlds.
ill be keeping you posted on the races ill be at as i pay for them and ride them.
>>>>>>nothing changes unless you change them<<<<<<<<<<
just chops.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
AT THE END..
The end of 2009>>>>>the end of my blog...
2007 running of the fling i made it to my 1st enduro poduim, then was thrown into emergancy the following jan,,,, 2009 comes around and with all the dramas before hand i sourced a bike the day before.. from THE EDGE CYCLES i got a sweet scott spark,,, an awesome bike for a marathon race as u can tune it to the terrain while riding,,, in a mad panic i was on the starting grid in my boardies i took it relaxed and rode with the big boys till the hill,, 4th place behined perran any blair and the verminator not bad eh... will hit this one full pace next year 4 sure..
The main event>>> it was all about building a bigger hurt box and smashing it to pieces to force everyone to ride over the splinters,... chaos began wen we all got lost... was top 20 now well over a 100 back so i got dirty and did every thing
(cx style) to get thru the shit.... now i had no idea of my position and dirty on al my hard work going to waste,, so i just rode my arse off... it was wicked to spend some time riding with willo and andy blair they really helped me along.. so i posted 5hrs 6min for a 3rd place.. back on the poduim and so ends the journey of my blog,,,
kona 24...
wow just the best time of my life.... i was worried as i looked like a new person, signing a deal with scv imports had me on a turner flux (its like a v8 cloud) has the power but so smooth..
it was in forrest 1100kms from home just me and my team mate matt reekie, with continental tyres keeping us upright rudy project had control of the safety on our head and our eyes (hated those blackboy plants) torq nutrition kept us running plus the odd anzac biscuit from holbrook bakery...
so there is lots to talk about here, ill keep it super brief im sorry...
there was mud and some mud to many log roll overs but the best berms ever some more mud, and thanks to light and motion for giving me something to chase till the sunrise...
i had some time off the bike due to some dramas but i managed 19 laps and finish after midday so my sister could see me ride the full 24hrs i made it across the line in a fit of tears but i did it,
MATT WE DID IT.... no surpport crew at all, so now we have kona as our own inspiration to acheive anything.. and we both have made it to worlds,,,
so im just cruzing about teaching and riding my ss..
merry xmas everyone watch this space for the new TEAM TURNER BLOG IN 2010.
just CHOPS :)
2007 running of the fling i made it to my 1st enduro poduim, then was thrown into emergancy the following jan,,,, 2009 comes around and with all the dramas before hand i sourced a bike the day before.. from THE EDGE CYCLES i got a sweet scott spark,,, an awesome bike for a marathon race as u can tune it to the terrain while riding,,, in a mad panic i was on the starting grid in my boardies i took it relaxed and rode with the big boys till the hill,, 4th place behined perran any blair and the verminator not bad eh... will hit this one full pace next year 4 sure..
The main event>>> it was all about building a bigger hurt box and smashing it to pieces to force everyone to ride over the splinters,... chaos began wen we all got lost... was top 20 now well over a 100 back so i got dirty and did every thing
(cx style) to get thru the shit.... now i had no idea of my position and dirty on al my hard work going to waste,, so i just rode my arse off... it was wicked to spend some time riding with willo and andy blair they really helped me along.. so i posted 5hrs 6min for a 3rd place.. back on the poduim and so ends the journey of my blog,,,
kona 24...
wow just the best time of my life.... i was worried as i looked like a new person, signing a deal with scv imports had me on a turner flux (its like a v8 cloud) has the power but so smooth..
it was in forrest 1100kms from home just me and my team mate matt reekie, with continental tyres keeping us upright rudy project had control of the safety on our head and our eyes (hated those blackboy plants) torq nutrition kept us running plus the odd anzac biscuit from holbrook bakery...
so there is lots to talk about here, ill keep it super brief im sorry...
there was mud and some mud to many log roll overs but the best berms ever some more mud, and thanks to light and motion for giving me something to chase till the sunrise...
i had some time off the bike due to some dramas but i managed 19 laps and finish after midday so my sister could see me ride the full 24hrs i made it across the line in a fit of tears but i did it,
MATT WE DID IT.... no surpport crew at all, so now we have kona as our own inspiration to acheive anything.. and we both have made it to worlds,,,
so im just cruzing about teaching and riding my ss..
merry xmas everyone watch this space for the new TEAM TURNER BLOG IN 2010.
just CHOPS :)
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
CRAVING THE DIRT
I have not been on my mtb since the scott 24 after discovering i had cracked the frame, and today i found out that they cant source me a new before THE FLING>its this weekend... and where my blog all began, 2years ago i got on the podium, so here is a call out toanyone who can lend me anything pref a large frame.. im happy to wear any jersy to support who ever supports me.
The last couple of weeks has just been day in day out on the single speed, lots of highs and lows most of the lows has been caused by my french polishing business dieing in the arse so being down in the dumps a lil and completly stressed its been hard to power up the legs to do anything that would resemble a race... I did 3 repeats of kariong one arvo with matt and our best time was 8min 30.. last thursday matt turned up late at our meeting spot so we just rode down to copa beach and then up to captin cook lookout and continued on following del monte place which is like a roller coaster it was awesome and death defying, the climb out of copa was damn tough but we scored a few cheers for working hard at it, then we attempted to kill each other down cullens road i attacked to early and maxed out but once recovered i chased back and just out rode matt over the invisible line..
Sunday turned into an epic, we saddled up at 8am (to late for how hot it got) we meet simon (on a brand new scott geared roadie, geez here noisey) and to later find out it was simons first real road ride on it :).... we rode out to watch the local mtb 6hr race which def turned heads to see us gooses turn up on ss roadies to a mtb race... anyways so we headed north and just kept riding till lunch time.. belmont was our destination a yummy chicken snitzel and we rode back to terrigal with the wind blowing on our backs which was very welcomed after riding into it for hours.. 154km in totalled covered so the three burnt roadies for day went for a beer, it was glorious or was it the view of the ocean or was it what we could see between us and the beach...
The beer garden was packed and with us three having a beer in lycra, so it was only a matter or time before something was bound to happen... as the 2nd beer was never gona sit well we opted for a coffee and while i stood there with matt and waited for my caffeine hit, a lady stood up from her table of smiling laughing friends and walked straight up to me pointed to my junk and suggested i need to do some re-arranging because it looks like i have a massive vagina, Once her comment sunk in i proceeded to inform her that i have alot to pack in down there, so i was doing the best i could... lots of laughs......
so for the fling this year is all a mystery i do hope i find a bike ill be comfortable on...
chops.
The last couple of weeks has just been day in day out on the single speed, lots of highs and lows most of the lows has been caused by my french polishing business dieing in the arse so being down in the dumps a lil and completly stressed its been hard to power up the legs to do anything that would resemble a race... I did 3 repeats of kariong one arvo with matt and our best time was 8min 30.. last thursday matt turned up late at our meeting spot so we just rode down to copa beach and then up to captin cook lookout and continued on following del monte place which is like a roller coaster it was awesome and death defying, the climb out of copa was damn tough but we scored a few cheers for working hard at it, then we attempted to kill each other down cullens road i attacked to early and maxed out but once recovered i chased back and just out rode matt over the invisible line..
Sunday turned into an epic, we saddled up at 8am (to late for how hot it got) we meet simon (on a brand new scott geared roadie, geez here noisey) and to later find out it was simons first real road ride on it :).... we rode out to watch the local mtb 6hr race which def turned heads to see us gooses turn up on ss roadies to a mtb race... anyways so we headed north and just kept riding till lunch time.. belmont was our destination a yummy chicken snitzel and we rode back to terrigal with the wind blowing on our backs which was very welcomed after riding into it for hours.. 154km in totalled covered so the three burnt roadies for day went for a beer, it was glorious or was it the view of the ocean or was it what we could see between us and the beach...
The beer garden was packed and with us three having a beer in lycra, so it was only a matter or time before something was bound to happen... as the 2nd beer was never gona sit well we opted for a coffee and while i stood there with matt and waited for my caffeine hit, a lady stood up from her table of smiling laughing friends and walked straight up to me pointed to my junk and suggested i need to do some re-arranging because it looks like i have a massive vagina, Once her comment sunk in i proceeded to inform her that i have alot to pack in down there, so i was doing the best i could... lots of laughs......
so for the fling this year is all a mystery i do hope i find a bike ill be comfortable on...
chops.
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