Wednesday, July 4
Windham World Cup Thoughts over Airport Coffee
I write this from Vida at OR Tambo International Airport. My flight from New York landed hours ago and my patience is being tested by the frequent announcements of the future departure time of my flight to Durban. I am in need of a good shower and a home cooked meal. But sometimes these inconvenient situations force one do some useful things.
You can go read about my third place at the recent World Cup round in Windham, New York on any cycling forum, so I’m not going to bore you with a race report. What I do want to share is a bit more personal – how I got onto that podium.
The World Cup journey so far has been all about understanding and learning how to win. You cannot win if you don’t know how. And the only way to learn, is through experience. It’s a process in which you find the keys to each lock one by one. And it can takes years. One of my most recent and valuable discoveries has been learning how to approach a race in the correct mind space.
Anticipation or fear – that’s the choice you have before every race and I believe this choice ultimately determines your results.
Fear causes you to race with a defensive mindset. It prevents you thinking clearly before and during a race, causes poor tactical decisions, prevents quick recovery and contracts the muscles causing poor blood circulation.
For me then the best outlook is anticipation and excitement. This allows you to attack the race, instead of being defensive. When you’re filled with anticipation, it means you are competing with an outlook that says ‘I can’t wait to get out there and show them what I can do’ – while fear makes you think ‘what if I don’t win – what will my coach, friends and family think?’
But how do you just punch fear in the face when it is such a reality? One way is to emotionally pull back from the race. Being too emotionally attached is fatal. You spend so much time and energy obsessing about winning your race, that you actually throw away any chance you have of achieving your goal.
Instead, whenever you are off the bike, focus a little more on some other aspects of your life. Realise that this race is simply a part of your life, not all of it. This helps to put it all into perspective and shows that it really isn’t life-or-death! This takes some pressure off you mentally and allows you to race with more aggression and clarity of mind. This brings medals.
Bending your reality a little can also take some pressure off. As I always say to myself and others: ‘just pretend.’ Allow yourself to pretend that you are the favourite to win. Then race like you are. Or better yet, pretend you are the ultimate underdog and ride the socks off of everybody. Playing mental games with yourself works.
Focusing on the fun aspects of a race can also help, rather than worrying about all the things that can go wrong. Focus on the very reason why you race in the first place – because you enjoy it! See racing as a chance to reap rewards of hard work, not as an ordeal. We generally succeed at things we enjoy and fail at things we dislike.
Turn fear into anticipation, the scary ordeals into fun challenges to be conquered get perspective and bend your reality to better suit yourself. Your results will steadily begin to show the difference.
I’m looking forward to the next few weeks in South Africa in preparation for the Olympic Games. Keep reading for more adventures.
image: Chris Hitchcock / www.photobay.co.za
Wednesday, June 27
Mont-Sainte-Anne World Cup Reflection
Somewhere along the line, you have to discover what it means to fight for something. My race this past weekend at the Mont-Saint-Anne World Cup was just such an experience.
I snapped my chain on the first lap, forcing me to abandon my original strategy and create a whole new game plan to make this the work best it could… a valuable lesson in racing as much as in the bigger picture that is life.
As much as I’d like to dump all the blame on bad luck, it wouldn’t be fair. After some post-race evaluation it became clear to me that I had failed to prepare myself 100 per cent. I hadn’t ticked all the boxes and it came back to bite me. On a large scale, my preparation was close to perfect, but it wasn’t immaculate. Training-wise I had never been more confident in my form, but its those small details that often make the world of difference.
Never again will I start an important race without having accounted for all the possibilities of mechanicals and having 100 per cent back up in the tech zone. I am incredibly grateful to James (Reid) who took the chain off his own bike and got it to the tech zone before I arrived after a long run. Also for encouraging me to keep fighting. Even though I was in last place after the first lap, I had a bike that I could pedal, with the chain that had been pedaled to an amazing fifth place in the u/23 men’s race.
From then on, it became a mental game something I enjoy playing. I think it’s more the satisfaction that I get from seeing how close I can come to cracking a seemingly impossible challenge. The pressure of winning was lifted, but I wanted to see how close I could get, and I loved every minute of it!
I was surprised at my seventh place finish despite the drama. This result gives me a much needed confidence boost going into the World Cup round in Windham this weekend. It sounds clichéd, but I now know that if I fail to plan, I plan to faiI. I’m excited to give this race the bash Mont-Saint-Anne deserved. Sometimes it’s only a matter of time…
Thanks also to Line from Biosport for making sure my muscles were firing before the time, to James for that chain and to my sponsor BMC for allowing me to experience true racing pleasure on my TE01 steed.
Image: Candice during the WC XC MTB at Contermanskloof earlier this year. Image (c) Chris Hitchcock
Wednesday, June 13
London here I come...
Being chosen to represent South Africa at the London 2012 Olympics is an incredible honour. I have experienced this first hand over the past few days. My phone has been a continuous chain of sms', emails and tweets. Never have i felt so uplifted in support and encouragement as i do now. The response i have received from people has been overwhelming- each one in their own unique way. It makes me smile as i think of the important role all these people have played in my life so far, and how they have shaped and moulded me into what I am today. I realize that I can do nothing alone. For me there is no greater comfort than approaching such a prestigious event with a massive team of people who are 100% behind me, or more appropriately, beside me.
Among the crazy mixed emotions, my thoughts lead me into thinking about what it actually means to me as a person/athlete to have this opportunity to compete in the Olympic Games.
Any athlete would tell you that taking part in the Olympics is a lifelong dream come true.. The pinnacle of success in their career. But people know that already, they have heard it before. For me, its so much more than simply that. It broadens ones horizons and perspectives in ways everyday life never would.
For me, it gives me the chance to involve people in following my dreams. Mountain biking is a selfish and sometimes lonely sport. But to be able to bring it "close to home" for more people is an opportunity to share my joy in competing and what i have learnt with thousands. Being chosen for the Olympics allows me to involve a broader spectrum of people and their skills/ideas in trying to acheive my dreams. Im just the athlete- a small branch of this extensive tree.
Many would believe that winning is the most important thing in sports. Actually, it is the least important. Let me explain before you get upset.
If we consider the Womens XC Mountain Biking race at the London 2012 Olympics.
Lets say 50 women from different countries are invited to compete. If winning was the only thing that was important, then we could say that 49 of us will be losers. This is so far from the case. First of all, if we did not all show up to compete, then there wouldn't ever be a winner. Secondly, we need to appreciate the hard work each athlete as given throughout the season to be selected as a competitor. Lastly, we cannot overlook the personal satisfaction that each woman receives reaping the rewards of a job well done. Words that spring to mind are commitment, discipline, perserverance, dedication and desire- to mention a few. These lessons are far more important than the race itself.
Winning is merely the decoration on the cake. Preparation of the cake is what is most important. (although we do enjoy the icing).
So i am 20 years old, my journey is only beginning. I have a lot to learn about life and racing. One thing i do know is that i truely love racing bicycles, and the joy i receive from doing this to the best if my ability is unexplainable. Thank you to SASCOC and BMC-SA (Johann Wykerd) for providing me with the means to acheive my goals. You are fundamental in this process. And to everyone who has played a role in my short career, be it coming round for coffee to chat, or dropping a supportive sms, please NEVER underestimate the value in doing so. I feel blessed beyond measure and my motivation is sky high as i embrace what lies before me on the Road To London 2012
Among the crazy mixed emotions, my thoughts lead me into thinking about what it actually means to me as a person/athlete to have this opportunity to compete in the Olympic Games.
Any athlete would tell you that taking part in the Olympics is a lifelong dream come true.. The pinnacle of success in their career. But people know that already, they have heard it before. For me, its so much more than simply that. It broadens ones horizons and perspectives in ways everyday life never would.
For me, it gives me the chance to involve people in following my dreams. Mountain biking is a selfish and sometimes lonely sport. But to be able to bring it "close to home" for more people is an opportunity to share my joy in competing and what i have learnt with thousands. Being chosen for the Olympics allows me to involve a broader spectrum of people and their skills/ideas in trying to acheive my dreams. Im just the athlete- a small branch of this extensive tree.
Many would believe that winning is the most important thing in sports. Actually, it is the least important. Let me explain before you get upset.
If we consider the Womens XC Mountain Biking race at the London 2012 Olympics.
Lets say 50 women from different countries are invited to compete. If winning was the only thing that was important, then we could say that 49 of us will be losers. This is so far from the case. First of all, if we did not all show up to compete, then there wouldn't ever be a winner. Secondly, we need to appreciate the hard work each athlete as given throughout the season to be selected as a competitor. Lastly, we cannot overlook the personal satisfaction that each woman receives reaping the rewards of a job well done. Words that spring to mind are commitment, discipline, perserverance, dedication and desire- to mention a few. These lessons are far more important than the race itself.
Winning is merely the decoration on the cake. Preparation of the cake is what is most important. (although we do enjoy the icing).
So i am 20 years old, my journey is only beginning. I have a lot to learn about life and racing. One thing i do know is that i truely love racing bicycles, and the joy i receive from doing this to the best if my ability is unexplainable. Thank you to SASCOC and BMC-SA (Johann Wykerd) for providing me with the means to acheive my goals. You are fundamental in this process. And to everyone who has played a role in my short career, be it coming round for coffee to chat, or dropping a supportive sms, please NEVER underestimate the value in doing so. I feel blessed beyond measure and my motivation is sky high as i embrace what lies before me on the Road To London 2012
Thursday, March 29
Hello from a snowy Switzerland:)
I am writing this from high up in the mountains.
Not sure how they even have wi-fi here, nor am I sure how I managed to salvage
the code off the tiny lady who speaks only German. We arrived here last
night in the dark, so this morning as I crawled out of bed, I was presented
with a winter wonderland outside. Needless to say, training will take place at
the bottom of the steep 10km pass, where the temperature is at least 10 degrees
warmer. But for now ill just sit by the crackling fire and enjoy its warmth.
Before we made the trek across Austria, we raced in
the Kamptal-Klassik Cup, which is a Category 1 race in Langenlois (Austria).
The track was a 5km circuit with 330m of vertical ascent per lap. Insanity I
say! The start was at the bottom of a mountain in a small town, and the rest of
the course extended skyward. A sustained power on the climbs, and a wreckless
speed on the downhills was the key to success. The technical aspect of the
track was almost non-existent, with only two rocky downhills to test your
skill. I think that if such a course was to be designed in SA, people would
probably lay complaints. But in Europe, the nature of the course in irrelevant.
They place emphasis on pedalling the bike as fast as possible and being first
across the line. Us South Africans can learn a lot from this winning attitude.
Racing in the Elite Womens Category, my start was
at 10, along with the Junior Men, Junior Women and Master Men. Having 350
people on the course at once was going to be interesting! Nevertheless, I was
happy to have made it to the startline at the correct time (daylight saving
began on that day). Although, I did feel robbed of an hour of precious sleep.
The gun goes and the girls went off firing on all cylinders! It was a steep
5min climb before we could start descending for the first time. I felt
terrible! Passing the feedzone in 21st position after the startloop,
I knew I had work to do. I also knew that I had gotten rid of the heavy legs on
that single climb. All I had to do was stay mentally strong and race smartly.
As I had predicted, people started giving up one by one as the race progressed.
The brutality of the course begins to take its toll about midway through the
race. People who had played all their cards on the climb out the start gate
really started battling, and I could see it. This gave me a mental edge. I
discovered and learnt a lot about the importance of cadence on steep climbing
courses. Keep those pedals turning at a brisk pace. I witnessed girls trying to
grind big gears. It is unsustainable and your legs will sieze up.
After moving through the field of Elite riders
throughout the race, I ended 14th at the finish line. (3rd
U23). I couldn’t be happier with the outcome of the race and with the way I
felt. It is always a confidence booster when you begin to reap the rewards of
the hours you have put in. Also, its always beneficial to steal a few more UCI
pointsJ
Well done to my BMC counterparts Savannah Vosloo, Ashleigh
Parker Moffatt and Jaco Pelser for their results- go check out their blogs for
more info. Kyle dorkin (outcast on his Ellsworth Enlightenment) placed 3rd
in the Junior Mens Category! Excellent job young manJ And where would we be
without our faithful back-up, managers, feeders and supporters all-in-one..
Johann Wykerd and Willie Pelser. Thank you endlessly!
Catch us on Sunday at the BMC Swiss Cup for some
more entertaining racing. Cant wait!
Tuesday, March 20
World Cup #1 Pietermaritzburg
This picture says it all..
It had been a perfect day up until thirty minutes before the start. Racing at 4:30 in the afternoon is something that i am not accustomed to, and after this experience, i would have to say that its not my favourite thing in the world.
After living in Pietermaritzburg for a month in order to prepare for this race, things turned out differently to what I had anticipated. All those hours I had spent perfecting lines and braving rocks suddenly all went down the drain. The cards changed in a matter of minutes, and the race became one of survival. Survival of who could remain un-injured. It was all about who could manuevre themselves and their bike through the treacherous conditions in the fastest time. The Europeans immediately jumped at the opportunity to shine after racing cyclocross in these conditions. For me, it was another story...
In an attempt to remain warm for the longest possible time, everyone kept their jackets on until 1 minute to go. Whipping my jacket off and chucking it to James, I embraced the conditions and decided to give it a shot. It was just a mindshift.
The course was absolute madness!I have never experienced such dangerous and slippery conditions. It was definitely a new experience. It felt as if someone had placed dishwashing liquid all the track and instructed us to ride. The first of many crashes for me began about 5 minutes into the race. I realised that I better get used to this sensation of my wheels sliding, if I was going to get anywhere in this race. For safety reasons, the organisers had closed off all the A lines, which took away the excitement for the spectators, but the riders were grateful! It was such a demotivating thing to hit the floor every time I tried to up the intensity, making it a mental battle more than anything else.
On this day with these conditions, I could not compete with the skill and experience of the European girls. I took a lot from this race though- the key lessons I learnt from this race will be carried with me in into the future. Mountain Bike racing is an unforgiving sport and you have to be able to handle many aspects. Its all part of becoming the best. After fluctuating between 9th and 12th the entire race, I finished 11th, just outside the top 10, but was happy to be in one piece!
Thank you thank you thank you to the people who remained on the course to support me. You are my true supporters, and it was evident. And to Johann who stood in the pouring rain to give me a bottle and receive my "angry" glare each lap, you are a star. Thank you.
So currently I am sitting at JHB Airport, ready for my next adventure:) Im excited to be competing in some European cat 1 and 2 races with my BMC team mates. Can we have some dry weather please...
Tuesday, March 13
Momentum Health XCO Internationals #3
The last two weeks have been a buzz of excitement. Judging by the number of complaints I have received after somewhat slacking with my updates, it is evident that people enjoy my post race reflections. So this is my apology. But in the same breath- thanks for complaining. It made me smile:)
This past weekend acted as the "dress rehearsal" for the World Cup taking place this coming weekend. (17/18 March) For many, having survived the European winter, this was the first race of the season. A great time to flush out all the cobwebs and get the legs firing again. I was grateful to KZNMTB for having given us South Africans the opportunity to get some beneficial racing experience under the belt so early in the season. You are doing amazing things for our sport!
We stood on the start line on a typically sunny South African morning. The conditions were perfect for some fast, furious racing. The pro-elite womens category (U23 and Elite) had one start time. After being told that we were in for 5 laps, I knew this was going to be a battle. However, that didnt stop me from going out guns blazing. I seem to be making a habit of this! Its good to experiment though- especially when presented with a challenge larger than you are accustomed to. Go as hard as you can for as long as you can, and then try hold out for the rest of the way. This way, i know exactly where the point is where I start battling to turn the pedals with the same power. The start was absolute chaos (as expected), as everyone scrambled to be in the front up the first singletrack switchback climb. There was a bottleneck of riders on the first sharp corner entering the climb. Lesson learnt- be in the front up to this point, or if not, quickly make a plan to be there. Otherwise the time you lose is completely unnecessary, and waste energy trying to make it up.
After much stumbling and crashing, I found my rhythm going into the second lap. After the 280m of vertical ascent in one lap, you wonder if you will ever be able to repeat that another 4 times! The course is unforgiving, as it requires 100% concentration ALL THE TIME. Those logs have my heart rate sky rocketing every time I approach them! To those of you wanting to experience the thrills and spills of racing this weekend- I recommend you position yourself in the amphitheatre, where all the action takes place. For the riders, this section is beautifully placed, as it begins at the top of a long climb, and you are able to let go and have some fun. The trick is to make it through in one piece, still mounted on your bike. Nick has done an excellent job at making this course one of the most challenging on the World Cup circuit. Come check it out on Saturday.
I felt strong until the second half of the 4th lap, where the brutality of the course started to take its toll on me. However, knew I only had to make it to the finish line. Those last few climbs were a slog, and I was finding it difficult to have a focussed approach through those technical sections. This is when the support and encouragement of the spectators mean the most. It literally got me through. Having my mother running behind me shouting at the top of her lungs made me start to wonder whether I was going fast enough. Thanks for the boost mom. I cant wait to experience the excitement and support of the spectators in the World Cup. Keep it going guys! It does amazing things for us:)
I get the feeling that everyone battled equally on that last lap, as I wasnt passed by anyone, nor did I do any overtaking. To finish in 15th place in a field made up of top international elite riders gave me a lot of motivation going into the World Cup- where I will compete in my category. (U23) This test run taught me many beneficial lessons that will definitely be put to good use next week. I will also be racing my BMC TE01 and not the fourstroke, as I believe this is predominantly a climbing course, where my hardtail will shine.
Our community of cyclists has grown over the past weeks. as more and more international riders arrive in South Africa. Its great to have you all. I wish you all the best for your races, and I hope you experience the friendliness and hospitality of our beautiful country:)
Please come support on Saturday at Cascades. Racing takes place all day. My race goes off at 4:30. See you there:)
This past weekend acted as the "dress rehearsal" for the World Cup taking place this coming weekend. (17/18 March) For many, having survived the European winter, this was the first race of the season. A great time to flush out all the cobwebs and get the legs firing again. I was grateful to KZNMTB for having given us South Africans the opportunity to get some beneficial racing experience under the belt so early in the season. You are doing amazing things for our sport!
We stood on the start line on a typically sunny South African morning. The conditions were perfect for some fast, furious racing. The pro-elite womens category (U23 and Elite) had one start time. After being told that we were in for 5 laps, I knew this was going to be a battle. However, that didnt stop me from going out guns blazing. I seem to be making a habit of this! Its good to experiment though- especially when presented with a challenge larger than you are accustomed to. Go as hard as you can for as long as you can, and then try hold out for the rest of the way. This way, i know exactly where the point is where I start battling to turn the pedals with the same power. The start was absolute chaos (as expected), as everyone scrambled to be in the front up the first singletrack switchback climb. There was a bottleneck of riders on the first sharp corner entering the climb. Lesson learnt- be in the front up to this point, or if not, quickly make a plan to be there. Otherwise the time you lose is completely unnecessary, and waste energy trying to make it up.
After much stumbling and crashing, I found my rhythm going into the second lap. After the 280m of vertical ascent in one lap, you wonder if you will ever be able to repeat that another 4 times! The course is unforgiving, as it requires 100% concentration ALL THE TIME. Those logs have my heart rate sky rocketing every time I approach them! To those of you wanting to experience the thrills and spills of racing this weekend- I recommend you position yourself in the amphitheatre, where all the action takes place. For the riders, this section is beautifully placed, as it begins at the top of a long climb, and you are able to let go and have some fun. The trick is to make it through in one piece, still mounted on your bike. Nick has done an excellent job at making this course one of the most challenging on the World Cup circuit. Come check it out on Saturday.
I felt strong until the second half of the 4th lap, where the brutality of the course started to take its toll on me. However, knew I only had to make it to the finish line. Those last few climbs were a slog, and I was finding it difficult to have a focussed approach through those technical sections. This is when the support and encouragement of the spectators mean the most. It literally got me through. Having my mother running behind me shouting at the top of her lungs made me start to wonder whether I was going fast enough. Thanks for the boost mom. I cant wait to experience the excitement and support of the spectators in the World Cup. Keep it going guys! It does amazing things for us:)
I get the feeling that everyone battled equally on that last lap, as I wasnt passed by anyone, nor did I do any overtaking. To finish in 15th place in a field made up of top international elite riders gave me a lot of motivation going into the World Cup- where I will compete in my category. (U23) This test run taught me many beneficial lessons that will definitely be put to good use next week. I will also be racing my BMC TE01 and not the fourstroke, as I believe this is predominantly a climbing course, where my hardtail will shine.
Our community of cyclists has grown over the past weeks. as more and more international riders arrive in South Africa. Its great to have you all. I wish you all the best for your races, and I hope you experience the friendliness and hospitality of our beautiful country:)
Please come support on Saturday at Cascades. Racing takes place all day. My race goes off at 4:30. See you there:)
Monday, February 27
World Cup Marathon #1- Sabie
The MTN Marathon in Sabie this weekend acted as the first UCI World Cup Marathon of 2012. Sabie has always one of my favourite places in South Africa. A beautiful small town located at the bottom of Long Tom Pass in the Lowveld. One just has to roam the streets or walk alongside the river to feel the peacefulness and friendliness of the town. The basin-like town is surrounded by hectars of never-ending forests that look as if they reach to heaven itself. This (of course), would be where the riders would spend the bulk of their time while racing the marathon. The prospect was somewhat daunting, but nonetheless exciting. I had spent the month of December riding the endless hilly roads in the area. But now it was time for a true mountain biking experience.. I couldn't wait.
One always seems to overlook and downplay the route profile, when seen on paper. Physically going out there and conquering those mountains, is a different story altogether. Ask anyone who completed the marathon at Sabie..
A few countries were represented on the Womens startline. It was great to have some internationals in South Africa raising the standard of competition, and in turn, raising the athletes' game. The gun exploded with a bang, and a very animated Max Cluer sent us off with great enthusiasm. Unfortunately, the hype and buzz of the startline madness was short lived, as Ariane Kleinhans (Contego) began to dish out the pain on the base of the long climb. A string of riders attempted to hold her pace, one of these being myself. I am a cross country racer at heart, so it is in my blood to chase hard in the beginning, in the attempt to not let the leader disappear out of sight. My attempt was (almost) successful:) Reaching the summit of the climb 30kms into the race, I crossed the KOM line in second place with others (Ischen Stopforth and Yolande Speedy) hot on my tail! I also knew at this point, that it was going to be a battle to the finish line for me. My legs had felt "jelly-like" the entire day, but I was trying to keep mentally strong. Looking back, i think there is value in being made to suffer like this- it teaches you the meaning of the Afrikanns word "vasbyt". Basically- grind your teeth, dig deep into the pain barrier and move onwards.
I was beginning to feel the effects of my efforts in the first part of the race, and in turn was passed by Teresa (Biogen) who rode with extreme determination on the day. The third water point/tech zone came 47kms in, where i was welcomed with full bottles, splashes of water and chain lube by Philip Vosloo and family. My ever- emptying tank was filled up by the encouragement and support I received there. Legs burning, but motivation existing, I embraced the last 30kms.
The last 10kms was where the I lost the race. The heat was unbearable and shivers were running through my body. I was passed by Ischen Stopforth and Yolande Speedy, who came charging from behind. Their age and experience outdid my lack thereof. However, I refused to give up. One million rocks, 2100m of climbing and 2 falls later, I crossed the finish line in 5th place. At 20 years old, I was happy with my result in this challenging marathon. What made me even happier though, was the ice cold coke I sat and enjoyed at the end of a rough day on the bike! Pure heaven:)
South Africa can be proud of the standard of marathon racing in the country (men and women), with many South Africans finishing in the top placings. What a fantastic way to boast some of the best and most challenging racing terrain our country has to offer. Kevin Evans (360 Life) rode an unbelievable race to win his first World Cup, minutes ahead of second place. We just have to do something about the swiss taking the Womens victory! Maybe in the near future:) Ariane- you are so strong! Well done to all who overcame the pain and finished the race. A serious accomplishment.
Can we have another World Cup Marathon in South Africa in 2013 please..
The Senior category podium. (Ariane Kleinhans, Candice Neethling and Sam Saunders)
Next, my focus is on the Cross Country World Cup in Pietermaritzburg. This will no doubt present me with my next lot of challenges to overcome. The track is looking world class! Spectators are going to love the entertainment too.
Keep following to hear of my adventures on my BMC..
One always seems to overlook and downplay the route profile, when seen on paper. Physically going out there and conquering those mountains, is a different story altogether. Ask anyone who completed the marathon at Sabie..
A few countries were represented on the Womens startline. It was great to have some internationals in South Africa raising the standard of competition, and in turn, raising the athletes' game. The gun exploded with a bang, and a very animated Max Cluer sent us off with great enthusiasm. Unfortunately, the hype and buzz of the startline madness was short lived, as Ariane Kleinhans (Contego) began to dish out the pain on the base of the long climb. A string of riders attempted to hold her pace, one of these being myself. I am a cross country racer at heart, so it is in my blood to chase hard in the beginning, in the attempt to not let the leader disappear out of sight. My attempt was (almost) successful:) Reaching the summit of the climb 30kms into the race, I crossed the KOM line in second place with others (Ischen Stopforth and Yolande Speedy) hot on my tail! I also knew at this point, that it was going to be a battle to the finish line for me. My legs had felt "jelly-like" the entire day, but I was trying to keep mentally strong. Looking back, i think there is value in being made to suffer like this- it teaches you the meaning of the Afrikanns word "vasbyt". Basically- grind your teeth, dig deep into the pain barrier and move onwards.I was beginning to feel the effects of my efforts in the first part of the race, and in turn was passed by Teresa (Biogen) who rode with extreme determination on the day. The third water point/tech zone came 47kms in, where i was welcomed with full bottles, splashes of water and chain lube by Philip Vosloo and family. My ever- emptying tank was filled up by the encouragement and support I received there. Legs burning, but motivation existing, I embraced the last 30kms.
The last 10kms was where the I lost the race. The heat was unbearable and shivers were running through my body. I was passed by Ischen Stopforth and Yolande Speedy, who came charging from behind. Their age and experience outdid my lack thereof. However, I refused to give up. One million rocks, 2100m of climbing and 2 falls later, I crossed the finish line in 5th place. At 20 years old, I was happy with my result in this challenging marathon. What made me even happier though, was the ice cold coke I sat and enjoyed at the end of a rough day on the bike! Pure heaven:)
Managed to find a smile:) (Possibly after the coke)
Can we have another World Cup Marathon in South Africa in 2013 please..
The Senior category podium. (Ariane Kleinhans, Candice Neethling and Sam Saunders)
Next, my focus is on the Cross Country World Cup in Pietermaritzburg. This will no doubt present me with my next lot of challenges to overcome. The track is looking world class! Spectators are going to love the entertainment too.
Keep following to hear of my adventures on my BMC..
Monday, February 20
Momentum Health XCO- Giba Gorge
In contrast to the hot, dry dusty conditions we experienced last week in Durbanville, Saturdays race took place in muddy, damp, cool conditions. The light drizzle and extreme humidity posed a challenge to all riders. Giba Gorge, situated in KZN, close to Hillcrest is a mountain biking park that is a network of trails scattered across the mountainside. Any mountain bikers dream! This weekend, the racing was confined to a 5km course, designed and built by Nick Floros. Clover leaf in shape, the course had the riders looping back to the start every 5-10 minutes, making for maximum spectator value. This, combined with the muddy conditions and Max Cluers commentating, had the spectators buzzing with excitement for the duration of the event.
After some entertaining interviews on the start line to calm the nerves, (or hype them up), we were off to a blistering start. The moment that gun went off, i could feel the adrenaline rushing through my body, as we sprinted up the road in pursuit of the prime spot in the singletrack. I could see the red rocket of Ashleigh Parker-Moffatt (BMC) in the corner of my eye, which resulted in me digging slightly deeper in the attempt to grab that front spot. Content with my start and how my legs were feeling, i lead the group through the first half of the course. Considering the speed at which we were handling those slippery corners and rocky sections, it surprises me that I was able to stay upright. Amazing what adrenaline can do!
The end of the first lap saw Yolande Speedy (USN), myself and Sam Saunders (Valencia) sticking to one another like glue. I could feel that today was going to be a good one for me. I was feeling fresh, and ready to dish out some pain. (Or to handle the pain being dished out). Last weekends misfortunes had me even more inspired to race the race I had hoped for, missing no opportunities. The lead switched a few times in the first two laps between myself and Speedy, both in an attempt to be the one calling the shots up front. I soon realised that as long as i stuck close enough behind her, i would in turn be applying pressure from behind, and would be able to gauge where her strengths and weaknesses lie, hopefully being able to use the weaknesses against her in the later laps. It was interesting for me to watch the 29er and how it handled different aspects of the course. My 26inch BMC hardtail was definitely the pick of the day, as it handled those tight switchbacks with style and precision.
And there I sat, pressure building, humidity rising and teeth grinding for 5 laps. The race was longer than usual for me. Being an under 23 racing in the pro-elite category, i knew that Yolande had the experience and patience to play the game smartly, whereas I was more anxious and impulsive. This comes with just having turned 20, but i wasn't going to let that play with my mind. What doesnt kill you makes you stronger. The next few laps had the spectators screaming for us as we flew past. I remember wishing for more spectators on the long and lonely climbs mid-way through the lap. This is where the real work was being done, and the pain increased exponentially with each lap. The spectators are what keep me motivated when Im down to nothing. They truly are in support of you, and to see them going absolutely crazy as you pass by, does wonders at filling up the emptying tank! The pace was relentless, and I knew that the final lap would be the decider...
Yolandes experience and knowledge was in her favour as she rode clear of me on the last lap, after i had stumbled up one of the muddy banks. I crossed the finish line seconds behind her after an epic, muddy battle. This marked the end of one of the most exciting races of my career, as well as the most enjoyable one. I had the time of my life out there. This is what I love to do, and a race of this nature grows my passion for what I do. It also cultivates that fighting spirit within me, which plays a crucial role in this type of racing. Im excited for what lies in store! Bring on the next few weeks...
Looking somewhat fatigued, I explained the happenings to an energised Max Cluer.
Yolande Speedy and myself trying to rationally discuss what just happened..
What a successful event. KZN MTB has really stepped XC racing up a notch! You are doing a brilliant job and I look forward to the future of our sport in your capable hands. Prize-giving saw the top 10 women and top 15 men being rewarded for their efforts. Now that is what Im talking about! Well done soldiers. You fought a good battle!
Hey Yolande, what was in that mysteriously huge box??
3 BMC Women (Myself, Ashleigh and Simone Vosloo) in the top 10! :)
Next week Im off to the lowveld for some marathon action in Sabie. Come watch if you are in the area, otherwise, just keep reading.
CN
The end of the first lap saw Yolande Speedy (USN), myself and Sam Saunders (Valencia) sticking to one another like glue. I could feel that today was going to be a good one for me. I was feeling fresh, and ready to dish out some pain. (Or to handle the pain being dished out). Last weekends misfortunes had me even more inspired to race the race I had hoped for, missing no opportunities. The lead switched a few times in the first two laps between myself and Speedy, both in an attempt to be the one calling the shots up front. I soon realised that as long as i stuck close enough behind her, i would in turn be applying pressure from behind, and would be able to gauge where her strengths and weaknesses lie, hopefully being able to use the weaknesses against her in the later laps. It was interesting for me to watch the 29er and how it handled different aspects of the course. My 26inch BMC hardtail was definitely the pick of the day, as it handled those tight switchbacks with style and precision.
And there I sat, pressure building, humidity rising and teeth grinding for 5 laps. The race was longer than usual for me. Being an under 23 racing in the pro-elite category, i knew that Yolande had the experience and patience to play the game smartly, whereas I was more anxious and impulsive. This comes with just having turned 20, but i wasn't going to let that play with my mind. What doesnt kill you makes you stronger. The next few laps had the spectators screaming for us as we flew past. I remember wishing for more spectators on the long and lonely climbs mid-way through the lap. This is where the real work was being done, and the pain increased exponentially with each lap. The spectators are what keep me motivated when Im down to nothing. They truly are in support of you, and to see them going absolutely crazy as you pass by, does wonders at filling up the emptying tank! The pace was relentless, and I knew that the final lap would be the decider...
Yolandes experience and knowledge was in her favour as she rode clear of me on the last lap, after i had stumbled up one of the muddy banks. I crossed the finish line seconds behind her after an epic, muddy battle. This marked the end of one of the most exciting races of my career, as well as the most enjoyable one. I had the time of my life out there. This is what I love to do, and a race of this nature grows my passion for what I do. It also cultivates that fighting spirit within me, which plays a crucial role in this type of racing. Im excited for what lies in store! Bring on the next few weeks...
Looking somewhat fatigued, I explained the happenings to an energised Max Cluer.
Yolande Speedy and myself trying to rationally discuss what just happened..
What a successful event. KZN MTB has really stepped XC racing up a notch! You are doing a brilliant job and I look forward to the future of our sport in your capable hands. Prize-giving saw the top 10 women and top 15 men being rewarded for their efforts. Now that is what Im talking about! Well done soldiers. You fought a good battle!
Hey Yolande, what was in that mysteriously huge box??
3 BMC Women (Myself, Ashleigh and Simone Vosloo) in the top 10! :)
Next week Im off to the lowveld for some marathon action in Sabie. Come watch if you are in the area, otherwise, just keep reading.
CN
Monday, February 13
This weekend, the majority of the country's two-wheeled fanatics headed for the hills of Durbanville for some racing action. Friday the 10th- there was a buzz around Chris Willemse Cycles and the usual friday afternoon shoppers were overwhelmed by the presence and energy of mountain bikers in their hundreds. Being the first XC race of the season for most, the need to "make an impression" was that much greater. This in turn meant more time spent "studying" lines and making sure that pre- race prep bordered on perfection.
That being said- I find XC Mountain Bikers in South Africa to be a special crowd. Among all the nerves and gitters, a large group gathered on the sunny Friday afternoon to enjoy and support a team aspect of the sport. I was part of the KZN Team comprised of Burry Stander (Specialised Factory Racing), Kyle Dorkin (Ellsworth) and Travis Walker (Jeep). Myself included, many saw this as an opportunity to experience what a lap of the track at race pace feels like. Thinking this was a superb idea at the time, I set off at a hot pace in pursuit of Louis Bresler-Knipe who was racing for the Western Cape Team. Needless to say, he disappeared from sight. Maybe one day....
1km in, I began to wish that I hadn't opted for the race pace lap. Lungs were on fire, legs were burning and I felt as if i was going to swallow my heart. However, i learnt that in order to perform the following day, I was going to need a solid, robust warm up, and to establish a good rhythm early on.
Race day dawned, and once again i arose to the pitter patter of rain on the roof. That joke is getting stale now! Although I do realize that it develops a huge amount of mental strength. You can never have enough of that in this game.
During my warm up, the sun came out from behind the clouds- always a reassuring sign:) Confident in my preparation, i made my way to the start line where I joined my team mate Ashleigh Parker-Moffatt who was looking ready to go as always. I always find it strange how the second the gun fires, all previous thoughts, emotions and nerves seem to suddenly disappear with that piercing bang. All that matters is the task that lies ahead..
Feeling strong and fresh, I zoomed my way through the first lap with much focus and speed. Unfortunately, speed became my enemy when it caused my front wheel to wash out from beneath me on a steep, dusty bank near the end of the lap. I hit that ground so suddenly, that the sheer shock of it all took my breath away, and I found myself gasping for air. I managed to collect myself and pick up the pieces within a few moments. After straightening my handlebars, I mounted my BMC and proceeded onward, feeling as dizzy and confused as if i had just come off a roller coaster. The next few laps for me felt as if i was fighting a losing battle. My body was bruised, as well as my confidence, which was a challenge to deal with. Pace and rhythm were two things i searched for, but failed to find, as I found myself stopping and starting to mend and patch up the effects of my fall. It was one of those frustrating races, where you know you have the condition to perform, but circumstances prevent you from doing so. I must add though, that somehow, from somewhere, I found a sense of rhythm on my final lap. Exhausted and covered in dust and blood, I was delighted to see the finish line, which I had dreamed of crossing for a while now.
Adding to the bonus of crossing the line, I managed a first place in the U23 category, with Ashleigh Parker Moffatt close behind. More importantly though, I learnt some valuable lessons about fighting back after a setback. It is a painful process, but one that every athlete needs to endure in order to be a champion one day. I was also reassured of the strength of my support structure- The BMC-SA Team. Thank you for your endless ongoing encouragement and help. Johann- You are a star, and I look forward to working with you. Philip- Thanks for the laughs, I needed them:)
The BMC Team had a "stomping" weekend, with red, black and white splashed over almost every category's podium! Keep working at it. Its only the beginning of a long season in which you will all be successful- I just know:)
Im flying home today, back to the green hills of KZN, where more XC racing is to follow. Giba Gorge UCI Cat 2 race takes place in Hillcrest next weekend. Im hoping for the best. It will be an exciting week, as my new BMC Fourstroke has arrived and I am DYING to test it out!
Cherio for now
Monday, February 6
My next adventure presented itself in the form of the EP Herald VW Cycle Tour, comprising of an MTB and road race event. I had an enjoyable road trip from Cape Town to Port Elizabeth with James Reid and was excited to face a challenging weekend of racing. Racing is the best form of training. With that being said, I saw this weekend as an opportunity to get in two hard days of training in the lead up to a block of XC racing happening in the next few weeks. And to be honest, I was searching for any excuse to race my BMC's.. what a thrill:)
The EP Herald MTB race on the Saturday was a mud festival! When I woke up to the pouring rain beating on my roof, I had to come to terms with the fact that we were al in the same 'boat'- literally. It had been raining in PE for the last few days and the result was a sticky, wet paste that made for slow going around the edited 90km course. The route featured one main 10km climb, at about 25kms in. The rest was a mixture of farm roads and jeep tracks- all extremely waterlogged. I started cautiously, but quickly realised there was nothing that wasnt going to get absolutely caked in mud. I rode clear of the other women in the first few kilometers, and from there, held my advantage up the main climb of the day. My BMC Team Elite 01 dealt with the mud fantastically and the stiff rear traingle was great for putting some power down, even in the slippery stuff.
On the long, mud-filled roads to the finish, I felt great and extended my advantage to come home a little less than 20 minutes ahead of Heidi Kloem. I must say a big thank you to my sponsor, BMC South Africa for the opportunity to race all over the country. Also- to Judy and the rest of the organisers at the VW Herald Cycle Tour- brilliant organisation in poor conditions!
The Road Race on Sunday is a prestigious event which sees most of the professional road teams in South Africa taking part. It was bound to be an exciting race, as the course was relatively flat with small short hills, making it difficult for attacks by riders to be successful. It felt good to have a win in the bank from yesterday- no pressure or expectations for today. Today was merely about sticking with the bunch and seeing how it pans out. My legs were feeling slightly knackered in the first few kms, but quickly came to the party as the attacks were launched early on. A group of 4 managed to get away, but i stayed with the bunch.
I was impressed with my form, and felt as if I still had quite a lot to give, despite my difficult race the day before. I felt confident on my bike, and could respond to attacks that were thrown.This is a motivating sign at this stage in my training cycle. As per usual with road racing, the final sprint determined the placings. I crossed the line in 9th place in a talented field of women. Well done to Ashleigh Moolman Passio (Toyota), Marissa Stander (Bizhub) and Anriette Schoeman (Bizhub) for their 1st, 2nd and 3rd places respectively.
I was torn apart not to be the grand winner of the VW Polo that was given away, but I still had a smile on my face due to a successful weekend of racing! Sunday evening, I was off to Plettenberg Bay with James Reid and Kevin Evans for a celebratory dinner and glass of red wine at "The Table".. What a beaut spot! Highly recommended..
Next up will be my experiences at the first National XC race in Durbanville. Holding thumbs:) Keep reading to find out more..
The EP Herald MTB race on the Saturday was a mud festival! When I woke up to the pouring rain beating on my roof, I had to come to terms with the fact that we were al in the same 'boat'- literally. It had been raining in PE for the last few days and the result was a sticky, wet paste that made for slow going around the edited 90km course. The route featured one main 10km climb, at about 25kms in. The rest was a mixture of farm roads and jeep tracks- all extremely waterlogged. I started cautiously, but quickly realised there was nothing that wasnt going to get absolutely caked in mud. I rode clear of the other women in the first few kilometers, and from there, held my advantage up the main climb of the day. My BMC Team Elite 01 dealt with the mud fantastically and the stiff rear traingle was great for putting some power down, even in the slippery stuff.
On the long, mud-filled roads to the finish, I felt great and extended my advantage to come home a little less than 20 minutes ahead of Heidi Kloem. I must say a big thank you to my sponsor, BMC South Africa for the opportunity to race all over the country. Also- to Judy and the rest of the organisers at the VW Herald Cycle Tour- brilliant organisation in poor conditions!
The Road Race on Sunday is a prestigious event which sees most of the professional road teams in South Africa taking part. It was bound to be an exciting race, as the course was relatively flat with small short hills, making it difficult for attacks by riders to be successful. It felt good to have a win in the bank from yesterday- no pressure or expectations for today. Today was merely about sticking with the bunch and seeing how it pans out. My legs were feeling slightly knackered in the first few kms, but quickly came to the party as the attacks were launched early on. A group of 4 managed to get away, but i stayed with the bunch.
I was impressed with my form, and felt as if I still had quite a lot to give, despite my difficult race the day before. I felt confident on my bike, and could respond to attacks that were thrown.This is a motivating sign at this stage in my training cycle. As per usual with road racing, the final sprint determined the placings. I crossed the line in 9th place in a talented field of women. Well done to Ashleigh Moolman Passio (Toyota), Marissa Stander (Bizhub) and Anriette Schoeman (Bizhub) for their 1st, 2nd and 3rd places respectively.
I was torn apart not to be the grand winner of the VW Polo that was given away, but I still had a smile on my face due to a successful weekend of racing! Sunday evening, I was off to Plettenberg Bay with James Reid and Kevin Evans for a celebratory dinner and glass of red wine at "The Table".. What a beaut spot! Highly recommended..
Next up will be my experiences at the first National XC race in Durbanville. Holding thumbs:) Keep reading to find out more..
Wednesday, February 1
2012 is here! Its time to get fired up for some exciting racing. Its that time of the year when everyone is keen to test the legs after a racing "drought"- the month of December. I had many feelings going into my first MTB race of 2012- which happened to be the MTN Marathon in Barberton. There was the odd doubt in my mind, but the confidence that accompanied a new beginning overwhelmed and overcame these doubts. Also, having received a gold medal at KZN Road Championships the weekend before was fuel to my quiet confidence. Two words that most accurately describe this lowveld town- HEAT and HILLS! This is precisely what you experience while standing on the start line in a giant basin surrounded by monstrous mountains. Its like peering through your hands while watching a scary movie- you don't want to see it, but at the same time, you want the full experience. Thats what I came here for. All or nothing! Embrace those mountains guns blazing..
My preparation in the few days preceding the race had been ideal! The crew at Misty Valley Lodge (a peaceful 4 star lodge located an hour from Barberton), headed by Philip Vosloo had treated me like royalty! Nothing was ever a problem- these people know no limits. I am so grateful for their unselfish efforts and never ending energy, as this enabled me to focus on the task at hand.
The task- ride that BMC beast up and over the mountains, crossing 14 rivers along the way as quickly as you possibly can. (Simple- right?) Hmmm;) Coming from a Cross Country backround, I always enjoy the comparitively "gentle" start in the marathon distance. After a neutral zone of about 6km, the climb to the highest point began with Ariane Kleinhans (Team Contego) taking the lead up front- pedaling at an insane intensity! Taking a chance, I quickly stuck to her back wheel in an attempt to prevent her from simply riding away from the rest of us. I was impressed with the lightness and responsiveness of my new BMC TE01, and was so thankful i went with the hardtail option for this racing terrain. After a few painful minutes of ascending, i decided to drop back and tackle this climb on my own- creating my own rhythm and pace, with the goal of not letting Ariane disappear into the distance.
The journey to the summit was an epic one! "Sense of humour loss" is a genuine and common diagnosis on the way to the top. One would assume that the race for "king of the mountains" would take place at the summit of a climb- apparently not in Barberton. This being one of the numerous ways in which you could quickly lose your sense of humour. With lactic acid pumping through my legs and the sun blazing onto my arms, I peered down at my Garmin when I came over the horizon- It had been 35kms since the base of the climb. And it was all downhill from there.. literally.. and this was a good thing!
Just incase you hadn't lost your sense if humour on the way up- the way down was comprised of 14 river crossings, some of which you are almost completely immersed in water. At this stage i had accepted that I probably wasnt going to catch that Swiss bolt, but my best chance is to stay away from the chasing women, namely Ischen Stopforth (Bizhub) and Karien van Jaarsveld (MTN Qhubeka).
My attempt was successful and I was delighted to cross the finish line in second place behind Ariane- who rode an incredible race!
Being the first time racing my BMC, this was a mere taste of the sheer enjoyment I am going to experience the rest of the season. I am excited and blessed to have the privilege to be part of this team and to race such a high quality bicycle!
Next.. Im off to Cape town for some training before EP Herald and the first XC National in Cape Town. Keep reading for updates:)
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