Only five months of actual time in the saddle, not including the time in the gym’s spin class - not a real bike.
Four months of training with Trek.
One year of lifting weights and dropping almost 80 pounds.
All leading up to one day on October 5, 2008, the Tour de Poway.
6 hours of unbearable agony, LOL.
100 miles all over North County San Diego.
I don’t even remember falling fully asleep the night before. I must have been too excited and wound up for the race. So who knows how many hours of sleep I actually got. Note to self: next year, take some Melatonin to help relax and get drowsy.
Woke up at about 4:00 AM to eat my usual:
- 2 cups Honey Bunches of Oats with almonds, 5 ounces of water, 4 ounces of fat-free milk
- 2 packets of Quaker Oats instant oatmeal
- 2 scoops of BSN True Mass protein drink with 10 ounces of fat-free milk
With my bike and other gear already in the car, all that remained to prepare were my bottles and race food:
- 24-ounce mixture of water and 2 scoops of Hammer Nutrition Perpetuem (2 bottles)
- 24-ounce mixture of water and 2 scoops of Hammer Nutrition HEED (1 bottle)
- 24 ounces of water
- 6 Clif bars (planned to eat 4 of them)
- Extra 2 scoops of Perpetuem
- Extra 2 scoops of HEED

Early morning last-minute stretching
My “team” (wife and son) and I arrived at the staging area at Aubrey and Midland Road at 6:00 AM. After we parked, I attached my front tire, and then checked the air pressure on both tires, filling them up to 120 psi. Did some stretches, and then a little check ride in the parking lot. At 6:45 AM, I brought my bike to the start line and waited with about 2000 other cyclists for the official start to the race.
At 7:00 AM we were off. I almost fell off my bike because we were going so slow at the start while some idiot in front of me stopped in front of me to wait for a friend. After I brushed that off, I headed out with the massive peloton down Midland Road towards our first left turn onto Poway Road. Our first challenge, to negotiate the climb up Highway 67 to Ramona.

Waiting to start
I finished that one and only large climb in the first half hour of the race. My first thought at the top was: ”Is that it?” I had done much tougher climbs with the Trek group. Thank goodness for that.
For the next several miles, I rode on the wheel of the bike in front of me, drafting at speeds of 28-31 mph pretty effortlessly.
Around mile 40 as I left the second aid station, my right knee started acting up with a previous injury. The tendon on the right side of my knee cap really started to hurt, especially on the downstroke of my pedaling when my right leg was at its straightest. So I had that goin’ for me, yippee, a nagging pain in my right knee with 60 miles to go.
By mile 60, my energy level was a little low. I decided not to mix my extra HEED electrolyte powder. I figured since the weather was a little cool I didn’t need the drink. I wanted to “save” my calories for the carne asada burrito I was planning to eat in celebration after the race. Note to self: next time, even if the weather is cool, mix the electrolyte drink anyways. If you’re riding for six hours, you will sweat a lot, even in cooler weather.

During the last 10 miles in excruciating pain
With fatigue setting in, I had slowed my pace considerably to an average of about 15-17 mph, and I was unable to sprint fast enough to catch the wheel of riders in front of me to catch a draft. So I was pretty much on my own for the last 40 miles. I wasn’t sure if I was going to meet my goal of finishing under six hours.
With 10 miles remaining at mile 90, I began to cramp in my right quad. It was excruciating; I immediately regretted not mixing that electrolyte drink. At about the 5 hour 20 minute mark, I realized that I need to pick up the pace and go about 18-20 mph if I wanted to finish in under 6 hours. But that nagging right knee and now muscle cramps were hindering me greatly. The pain when I straightened my leg at stop lights was unbearable. Luckily, I didn’t hit that many more lights as I made the final stretch down Ted Williams Parkway to Pomerado Road. And when it came to stop signs, I simply just rode right through them so I wouldn’t have to stop and straighten my right leg. Fully ignoring the pain, I mentally charged forward and increased my speed.
When I made my final right turn on Aubrey, I could see Maria and Tony a little beyond the finish line. I sprinted for it, took my hands off the handlebars, and raised both arms as I crossed the line at 5:56. Yes! I met my goal.
All in all, this was a great experience, and by far, my greatest physical accomplishment in my life so far since I lost weight and got into shape. I can’t wait to do it again next year.