Post by hockeydude on May 3, 2010 20:15:19 GMT -5
Okay. So. I think half the reason I love racing is because to me, at the end of the day, every race is a story. There are struggles you face and tactics you make that make each individual race special.
So even if nobody reads this, I'm going to write down my more significant race experiences. If nobody else enjoys them, I probably will (which makes me sound reeeeeally weird ).
First Inline 10k - May 1, 2010
I went north about 3 hours for my first 10k of the season. A 10k on skate is very fast, generally taking about 17 min. for me with a hard pace. But, I was basically guaranteed a division win after arriving and scouting the competition. So, I decided to play this race out for the good of the team.
The strategy, which stunk for me, was for me to play live bait. Right off the gun I took off sprinting and the two skaters who posed the most threat took it: they came bolting after me. I kept my pace very quick (about 2:18 min. miles) and kept a gap between the two so that they were strung out to fight the wind on their own, without my draft. At about mile 3, breathing pretty heavily, they caught me. I was dead myself at this point, so I looked back and saw a pack of about 5 skaters gaining ground. My teammates were in charge of it.
I stood up, as did my two pursuers, and that pack whizzed by. Before those two realized what happened the pack was past and they didn't have enough energy to chase it. The plan worked perfectly.
After that point, the three of us, gassed as we were, worked together. They must've thought I made a mistake instead of executed a plan. We caught two people who fell off the lead pack and I won the field sprint between our five person pack.
So, final result? My teammates took 1st, 2nd, and I took 5th. So we dominated the team score and all 3 of us won our divisions (I'm Pro Elite 19-Under). Pretty good race.
Me, Mike (1st, red helmet), and my coach Danny (2nd) off the start
So even if nobody reads this, I'm going to write down my more significant race experiences. If nobody else enjoys them, I probably will (which makes me sound reeeeeally weird ).
First Inline 10k - May 1, 2010
I went north about 3 hours for my first 10k of the season. A 10k on skate is very fast, generally taking about 17 min. for me with a hard pace. But, I was basically guaranteed a division win after arriving and scouting the competition. So, I decided to play this race out for the good of the team.
The strategy, which stunk for me, was for me to play live bait. Right off the gun I took off sprinting and the two skaters who posed the most threat took it: they came bolting after me. I kept my pace very quick (about 2:18 min. miles) and kept a gap between the two so that they were strung out to fight the wind on their own, without my draft. At about mile 3, breathing pretty heavily, they caught me. I was dead myself at this point, so I looked back and saw a pack of about 5 skaters gaining ground. My teammates were in charge of it.
I stood up, as did my two pursuers, and that pack whizzed by. Before those two realized what happened the pack was past and they didn't have enough energy to chase it. The plan worked perfectly.
After that point, the three of us, gassed as we were, worked together. They must've thought I made a mistake instead of executed a plan. We caught two people who fell off the lead pack and I won the field sprint between our five person pack.
So, final result? My teammates took 1st, 2nd, and I took 5th. So we dominated the team score and all 3 of us won our divisions (I'm Pro Elite 19-Under). Pretty good race.
Me, Mike (1st, red helmet), and my coach Danny (2nd) off the start