After a fairly poor race at Kutztown, I wanted to better at Phelps, no excuses. The race almost didn't happen, as the start was changed to way down the hill this year, and I booked it down there only getting there with seconds to spare. Ryan wasn't as lucky, he completely missed the start and had to jump in after we were long gone. I ran the Captain CX this time, and they worked well. Most of the course was dry, except for one really deep, thick part that we rode through twice. The mud was something unbelievable, really thick and dense. I'm sure you could build a pretty good house out of it. It layered up on the bike and probably doubled the weight. Removing it was a real challenge.
Plus, it gathered up reeds and grass, which acted like re-bar.
I rode what I felt was a good race until the last 10 minutes, when I pretty much started to fall apart. Willem caught and passed me, then Mike, then Joe at the very end. I was gone. Definitely lacking the fitness for 60 minutes.
But I liked the course, more then last year, I'll be back again.
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