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RUNNING ON WATER:
THE SNOWSHOE WARRIOR!
Edition 6
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A NEW USSSA COLUMN
by
COACH STEVE ILG,
ryt/uscf/nhca
Click Here for
Steve's Bio
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Off Season Sweat... because, "You never get a second chance at your Off Season" |
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Our USSSA Fitness Columnist, Coach Ilg racing for his new team; Red
Rock Racers, manufactured a scintillating victory in hellishly hot
conditions at the 26-mile, 5,800' Bill McLain Memorial Sandia Crest
HillClimb recently in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Below is his Race Report meant to inspire your Off Season Training!
Coming up next in RUNNING ON WATER; Pre Season Strength Training
for Snowshoers!
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THE BILL McCLAIN
MEMORIAL SANDIA CREST HILL CLIMB
JUNE 7, 2006
ALBUQUERQUE, NEW MEXICO -
Coming into this race, I knew i had to do my best to dismantle the
legs and lungs of the peleton (the large group of racers) before the
real steep climbing began, so, i did my best to launch a Lance
Armstrong like attack on the very first hill of the course!...i drew
one young guy from Team Gerolsteiner with me who was a climbing
specialist. I pulled the hardest over the 11 mile "lead up climbs"
of Tijeras Canyon to the Ski Road proper. It was typically brutal
New Mexican road racing; wind roaring in your face, road debris,
non-existent road shoulders,...and the heat! OOOOF!!
Fortunately, I and my breakaway companion's effort did not go
unrewarded. Heading left onto the Ski Road proper, he and I had
managed to maintain a 1 minute, 30 second lead over the chasing
peleton. From this left hand turn, a relentless; 15-miles of narrow
road screams up to the 10,500' summit...classic, classic climbing!
As the really steep climbing began, I could not handle the pace of
my breakaway companion, so, before I exploded a lung, I wished him
luck and could only watch as he pedaled up, up and away from me. It
was time for me to go within myself. I had to ride at my highest
sustainable output (strength endurance) without dipping into oxygen
debt...essentially, from a physiological standpoint; I was snowshoe
racing in June! This is why it is important for you to race bikes -
don't just ride them, RACE them - during the Off Season. You must
mimic the physiologic demand at this point in the off season, not
the specific demand.
As the hurt I placed upon myself continued, I used yogic breathing
and meditations to just do my best to keep racing and not just
surviving. In the Yogic tradition, this art of "drawing your senses
within" is known as, Pratyhara.
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Coach Ilg thanking his Snowshoe Fitness at the Finish Line! First Place in 40+, 4th Overall in Cat.4!
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Within 6 miles of the Finish Line I was caught and dropped all too
easily by a young kid that had flown the coop of the peleton. His legs
and lungs were far fresher than mine, since he had spent most of the
race within the energy saving speed of the peleton. There was no way I
could handle his pace, either. He was too fresh and I too worked from
my long breakaway efforts in the wind.
"Stay confident, ilg," I told myself...and merged into Pratyhara
once again.
Not longer then 5 minutes later I heard a heaving behind me. Yet
another kid had bridged to my wheel from the peleton now chomping
its way up the mountain behind me.
I was getting really hot, tired, and quite frankly, pissed off by
now. I did not want to be caught and dragged down on the upper
slopes of the mountain like a wildebeest on the Serengeti.
Through a sting of sweat soaked eyes, I looked behind me and growled
at the young kid on my rear wheel,
"Are you a Cat 4?"
At first, his only reply was gasping. Then, "Uhhh, yeah..."
followed by more gasping...
"You wanna at
least take a pull then?" I asked rather politely, I thought.
Not what he
wanted to hear. I guess I had been the carrot dangling in front of
him this whole race and now he figured he would just take his Easy
Boy Recliner position and suck my draft for a few miles.
Not.
So, I did a
little out of the saddle squirt away from him, making him chase me
down.
He evidently
got the point,
"Okay,
okay...let's work together," was all he gasped.
For the next 3 miles we did just that. I gained my second companion
in suffering for the day, as we began to chip away at the tremendous
mountain. Our chipping away felt a bit like chopping down a
Ponderosa tree with a Boy Scout Hatchet, yet, the miles eventually
passed though the pain never did. I learned he was 24 years old,
from my hometown of Durango, Colorado via Michigan, i think. We kept
in-couraging each other as we stood, sat, and spun our way up the
ever-increasing altitude and steepness of the mountain.
Within 2.5 miles of the Finish Line, i had to work through a rather
tough "spot of bother," as Paul Sherwyn might put it. I couldn't
hang and lost the kid's wheel. It was all I could do to watch yet
another set of young calves dance upon the pedals away from me. As
Roger Federer would say in his French Open Finals loss to the
clay-court phenom, Nadal; "I was not able to come up with the shots,
so I do not have to worry about it." In other words, a champion
learns to stay in the moment. He or she learn not to waste precious
energy over what did not work. That is what I now had to do; just
keep a'goin, keep a'goin, keep a'goin as the Mountain Paiutes would
say.
Fortunately, I was able to keep a'goin at a high enough average
speed (around 8.5 mph) to thwart any more young guns catching me
from behind. The Finish Line finally arrived and I crossed it,
chalking up a 40+ Victory for my team and a 4th Overall in the Cat.4
Category.
This
beautiful race, now named for Bill McClain, the Team Director of New
Mexico VeloSport (NMVS), should be on your Race Calendar next
season. Bill McClain, God Bless His Soul, was the man who invited me
to race for NMVS when i lived in Rio Rancho, New Mexico working on
my book, THE WINTER ATHLETE. I think Bill was in Heaven on that day
two weekends ago, cool and happy as a cucumber, and maybe even
smiling as he watched me power up the mountain climb now named in
his honor.
I devote my
victory to my new team in Flagstaff; Red Rock Racing, and i devote
my effort on that day to Bill McClain's Warrior Spirit who sang
through my sweat and who will always be near to my heart.
May all
Beings everywhere realized the precious nature of being Brave and
Elegant in that what they do...and, what they encounter during their
EarthDance.
Namaste,
coach ilg
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