Thursday, September 23, 2010

DirtHammer! 9.21-10

PostHammer
The accompanying photos are deceptive. People are smiling. Only a short time before this, they were grimacing.

Ken. Looks relaxed, doesn't he?

Kevin and Rich. So casual.

There was carnage early on. The first two hills tend to shred the group into small flailing bands, like ants after a five-year-old has sprayed them with water.

Rich was kind enough to somehow rein the front warriors in to allow most of the pack to reform as a unit by the time we hit Northfield Church. Ants in a line.

Rich & Justin.

It means that most riders get to share in the joy of the DirtHammer. It also means they get to share in the pain. It is relentless, let there be no mistake. But it is also voluntary. You choose to suffer and you suffer to improve.

Tom.

If you race cyclocross or if you're preparing for Iceman, there are few rides that will build the muscles and up the anaerobic capacity better than this.

Ants get sprayed next week, same time.

Javier's Bike. Javier rode the DirtHammer on this mountain bike. He held on. That's amazing. Mtb's are rare on this ride. If you want this experience, tack a wagon on the back of a cross bike and try to keep up. I've seen only a few others do it. Blair Dudley, Jason Lummis and I think Jim James.

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