after last years mud fest, treadfest was a course i was looking forward to. tight twisting singletrack, some serious climbing, the rock garden. with no regard for the fact that i was racing i hammered out consecutive five hour days in the middle of the week, first on the ss roadie and next on the ss mtb. the days leading up had me nervous from the lack of pop in the legs.
sunday rolled around and i felt at least somewhat decent. the fast uphill start coupled with the cool air wreaked havoc on my lungs. that burning/bloody/phlegm feeling lasted two laps. in that time i managed to get out in second behind jesse, fall over on a tight turn, regroup to jesse, take a wrong turn, and fall off the back about ten seconds. i finally got my wits about me and put the hammer down. got my tristan, then ben and chased jesse for three laps. i heard gaps of forty five seconds at times but with no regard for my own well being i managed to close it down to fifteen by the finish. another 29er crew 1/2.
































