
Waking up the morning of the race, Marla and I were surprised to see that the temperature was already 53 degrees at 7:30am. “Iceman?” I don’t think so. We left for the start a little after 9 and met up with my brother-in-law, who was also racing, at the start line. After some last minute checks and well wishes, I headed for the start. I really liked the new starting venue in downtown Kalkaska. For more racers, it somehow seemed less congested and the roll out through the neighborhood before hitting the woods was cool. I felt good right from the start and just tried to keep from getting held up behind slower riders. Things were moving along pretty well and except for a couple of the usual deep sand pits, the trail was in great shape. After about an hour of pedaling, I still felt strong and was starting to feel something that I hadn’t felt during a race before – confidence. Confidence in my fitness to maintain the pace I was riding and confidence in my riding skill. I was beginning to have thoughts that this could be a good finish time.
That was until I reached the wall. This was a section of the trail where you went up a good sized climb and then back down through some tight singletrack with some switchbacks. Well, with all of the additional racers this year. This section became a bottleneck and when I got to the top of the hill, there was a parking lot and no one was moving. I stood there for over 4 minutes before I was able to start moving again and then, it was very slow going. After two hours, things were still going well and I was still feeling strong. It was pretty uneventful up to Anita’s Hill, where I had to get off and do my first hike-a-bike up a climb. Nearing the finish at Timber Ridge, I couldn't’t quite clean the climb up the woodchip hill, so another quick hike a bike before heading down into the singletrack surrounding the finish. There, a rider went down hard in front of me. I was able to avoid him, and after stopping to check and make sure he was OK, I took off for the finish. Twisting and turning through Timber Ridge, I reached the finish and looking at my stopwatch, I thought I had beaten my best time, or so I hoped.
So what does all of this rambling mean? The results were bittersweet. My final time was 2:47:30, finishing 113th of 150 racers in the Sport 37-39 category. This was ONE SECOND slower than my best time of 2:47:29 set in the 2005 Iceman. Two seconds quicker and I would have beaten my time. If not for the four plus minutes of inactivity at the wall, I would have had it! Then again, if I would have just pedaled a little harder….., so no excuses. I am feeling pretty good right now. If I could race Iceman again tomorrow, I would. I am ready to take it on again right now. I don’t know if I will be in the race for 2010, but if I am, I am now one motivated racer. On the bright side, I beat my time from last year by 15 minutes and 15 seconds.
I just need to thank my wife Marla for all of her support and help before, during and after the race. Thank you! I also need to thank all of my teammates from Team Sandbag Racing. You guys and gals rock! From the team dinner the night before to the campsite with hot food and cold drinks at the finish, to the support and encouragement of the team, Awesome! Thank you for everything! And a big congratulations to my teammates who raced in the Iceman as well! There were some great times posted and some great efforts put forward by all the TSB’ers. Great job guys!!!








