I ended up spending almost three weeks in Norway over Christmas and New Year.
A wrecked wheel, two dead tyres, three bust tubes, and one crazy day
You have no idea where you are. Getting cold. Starting to rain. Punctured and riding on the rim. You're heading for the nearest house and hoping they have a phone to call for help. Normal ending to a sportive?
CCC ’14
Imagine someone persuading you to run a 80km race off road with over 3km ascent. Imagine running that race with the longest training run being 8km long. That was my first ultra. See here. Just over a year later and I've ran the CCC. 101km with 6.1km ascent.
Crack my nuts and then I’m away.
Racing XC is where it started for me when it comes down to riding single speed.
