It’s The Bike Stupid!!

Saturday I rode the Lutsen99er.

The 69er version for this particular day.

72.43 miles

Almost 4,000′ of climbing, in 8 hours and change.

This post isn’t about my 23 year old riding partner, who kicked ass by the way!! 💪🏻👊🏻

Or the kick ass campsite we had at the Temperance River campground west of Tofte, Mn.

It’s not even about the event itself, which was exceptionally run, with a volunteer group 2nd to none!!

I will say one thing about the riders of this event…. by the amount of race course garbage I personally saw; they are illiterate!! That is all.

What this post will be about, is how I felt during and especially afterwards riding my FatBack Rhino FLT. For up until today is the longest saddle time I’ve had on it since bringing it home back in March of this year.

I knew what to expect, I’ve done long rides on my Pugsley and Krampus respectively.

I was prepared for sore wrists, arms, elbows and shoulders. Along with a sore lower back, and maybe a sleepy left or right foot (depending on the day), for a couple days afterwards.

Hey, that’s the price I’ve been willing to pay in the past… why should it change now?? It was all in the pursuit of my passion that’s called fat/plus biking.

Well, throughout the early part of the ride I felt strong…. legs were fine, I kept a moderate pace. God Damn climbing still kicks my ass; and I’ve made peace with that fact…. so I settle in and turn the pedals until the climbing stops.

Thomas pulled ahead, obviously!! Why would he wait for his slow ass climbing old man?? I wouldn’t if I was him!!

😂😜

The 25 mile aid station came and went… I’m still feeling good; picked up speed and started picking off slower riders. Nothing new there…. it always takes me a bit to get completely warmed up.

From here to the 45 mile aid station i realized I was clipping along, picking off more and faster riders than myself; by bombing through mud holes, bombing down descents with abandon… damn I love the fatbikes big boy tires!!

I also started waiting for it…. the soreness to start creeping in. It usually starts in the wrists and lower back at the same time…. but it didn’t come.

The 45 mile aid station came and went; still no creeping soreness….. and at around mile 52 I caught the young 23 year old!! LOL

The heat was doing a number on him, and he slowed down to compensate. We stopped shortly after reconnecting, and I dumped a good amount of water on his head and down his back….. I saw his demeanor instantly change!! Super I thought… and we moved onto the 2nd to last aid station at the 51 mile mark.

Which just so happened to be two city blocks from our campsite. I mentioned we could go sit in our camp chairs until he was ready to finish. Without missing a beat…. “nope, we’ll stop here for a bit, then move on.”

At the campsite later that evening, he said he was afraid if he sat in his chair he would’t get back up!! LOL smart young man!! 💪🏻👊🏻

So this is where he sat for awhile before we moved on….

By this time I was expecting the soreness to come crashing down on me at any moment. I had even popped a couple ibuprofen after filling Thomas’s water bottles in preparation.

Mile 61 came and went…. nothing.

Mile 62-67 nothing.

Then the single-track…. who puts single-track at the end of a race?? For Christ sake, how am I suppose to enjoy it… being sore and beat down!!??!!

Well, well…. what do you know… I enjoyed the hell out of that end of the race single-track just fine, thank you very much!!

More climbing to the finish… which sucked goat balls… but I did it!! 🥺🙄

After all this, what am I sold on??

My carbon fork in combination with the carbon bars; and running my tires tubeless; and riding a fully rigid bike that was specifically designed with this sort of a shit show of a days worth of riding. I swear to God I would not have felt this good if I rode either of my other two bikes!!

Steel vs aluminum frame? I’m not so sure about that!!

Did I just have an exceptionally good day? Not particularly.

I know I’ve prepared myself similar in years past for an event such as this, so that’s not it.

I’ve thought about this a lot since I laid my head down in my tent that Saturday night.

Carbon fork + carbon bars + tubeless setup + Fatback Bikes Rhino FLT = pain free riding!!

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