IronCamp East Coast Day Three in Detail
Friday turned out to be killer hot...hotter than hot. Hot as in 97-degrees Fahrenheit hot. There were a variety of groups today, but most everyone either took it light on purpose or had to in the end. On the equivalence scale, I think one loop was equal to two today.
The day started out ordinarily enough, cool and slightly overcast. But you didn't need a weather forecaster to know things were going to turn ugly - it was humid at 6:30. Ouch. The Lake Placid area is subject to a great deal of weather fluctuation, and it was clear that the order of the day was going to be HEAT.
Unfortunately for the newly minted three-day campers, this meant that their first day was going to be a tough one. Five-day folks strongly argued that Wednesday, with it's sub-40s temp and damp conditions, was harder...but having done both I have to say Friday was worse. I think it takes several hot days to adapt...and this was the first of the year for many. The photo above shows me pulling people at 91 miles from the bike course...both were shattered and in desperate need of food and fluids. I had to make the executive call so they would be okay to ride tomorrow...they just laughed and said: what other coach would (1) drive out on the course (2) stop us from riding (3) and take us to get soda and a fried chicken meal??? I guess that might not be standard operating procedure. :)
After two days of two loops, I opted for the single loop ride. Rich and I ended up riding together. Well, Rich and Co actually dropped me heading out of town, but he was gentlemanly enough to wait after the descent for me. We rode the rest of the loop talking strategy, execution, and Pro Power Screens. Rich is planning an assault on IMUSA for his 40th b-day...look out doodes.
Friday night was dinner out, with most of us heading over to Nicola's over Main Street for dinner and beer. It was just what the doctor ordered. The stronger peeps (read: not me!) rolled over to the Lake Placid Brewery for beer and to find the EpicMan folks who had done the swim, two loops of the bike and one loop of the run all in one day (not for me, thanks!).
It was off to bed with thoughts alternating between dreaming of day four, and dreading it...
Friday turned out to be killer hot...hotter than hot. Hot as in 97-degrees Fahrenheit hot. There were a variety of groups today, but most everyone either took it light on purpose or had to in the end. On the equivalence scale, I think one loop was equal to two today.
The day started out ordinarily enough, cool and slightly overcast. But you didn't need a weather forecaster to know things were going to turn ugly - it was humid at 6:30. Ouch. The Lake Placid area is subject to a great deal of weather fluctuation, and it was clear that the order of the day was going to be HEAT.
Unfortunately for the newly minted three-day campers, this meant that their first day was going to be a tough one. Five-day folks strongly argued that Wednesday, with it's sub-40s temp and damp conditions, was harder...but having done both I have to say Friday was worse. I think it takes several hot days to adapt...and this was the first of the year for many. The photo above shows me pulling people at 91 miles from the bike course...both were shattered and in desperate need of food and fluids. I had to make the executive call so they would be okay to ride tomorrow...they just laughed and said: what other coach would (1) drive out on the course (2) stop us from riding (3) and take us to get soda and a fried chicken meal??? I guess that might not be standard operating procedure. :)
After two days of two loops, I opted for the single loop ride. Rich and I ended up riding together. Well, Rich and Co actually dropped me heading out of town, but he was gentlemanly enough to wait after the descent for me. We rode the rest of the loop talking strategy, execution, and Pro Power Screens. Rich is planning an assault on IMUSA for his 40th b-day...look out doodes.
Friday night was dinner out, with most of us heading over to Nicola's over Main Street for dinner and beer. It was just what the doctor ordered. The stronger peeps (read: not me!) rolled over to the Lake Placid Brewery for beer and to find the EpicMan folks who had done the swim, two loops of the bike and one loop of the run all in one day (not for me, thanks!).
It was off to bed with thoughts alternating between dreaming of day four, and dreading it...
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