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Horribly Hilly Hundreds (200K)
June 16, 2007
Blue Mounds, Wisconsin
200K + of hills
This ride is well know for its difficulty and as a first time rider,
it did not disappoint.
Pre Ride
Since I had to withdrawal from Ironman Coeur d'Alene I've been targeting
this ride as something I wanted to accomplish. I've ridden the roads
around this part of Wisconsin as part of the Ironman before and
knew they were a lot of fun.
The day before a big event is always a bit hectic as I tend to
stress about making sure I've got all the necessary details handled.
I did a good job of making sure not to forget everything but I didn't
do it with the most tranquility. I got down to the Madison area
in plenty of time to get my packet and some dinner in Madison
The Horribly Hilly Hundreds starts in the town of Blue Mounds,
Wisconsin. The finish is in Blue Mounds State Park, which is not
far from the town itself. Because this area doesn't have a lot of
hotel rooms, I decided to camp at the state park. I was glad I did
the next morning as it was a nice campground and the weather was
great for camping.
I awoke feeling excited and ready to ride. My goals for the ride
were pretty simple - I wanted to finish and have fun. With that
goal in mind, I was not in a hurry to start as some who use this
event as a proxy race. I was there to ride and have some fun. So
after a brief ride up to the finish area and some free coffee, yeah!,
I headed down to the ride start in Blue Mounds with a client Aaron.
We had a similar goal for the day and similar pacing goals.

Here I am right before we start.
Since the 200K ride at the Horribly Hilly Hundreds had been increased
by 5 miles due to some road construction, I was in no mood to start
too quickly. I planned to ride easily in the first hours and to
try to keep my wattage below 300 watts on the climbs. This would
be over threshold but still something that I could hit repeatedly
without fatiguing myself completely. My main other strategy was
to think about the ride in small parts. I was not riding 130 miles,
I was going on 4 rides of between 45 and 25 miles over the course
of the day. It was obviously true that these rides would be real
close to together, but mentally I found this approach much easier.
Ride Itself
We started out from Blue Mounds at a moderate pace in great weather.
It was sunny and I was happy to be doing what I was doing. Really
there is not a whole lot to report on the first hour or two. I rode
with a friend Aaron and some other folks he knew. We had a nice
conversation going and all was good. I followed my plan quite well
for the first few hours. There were a few notable hills, and I decided
early that I was not going to be saving the easier gears for later
in the day. I run compact cranks and my usual cassette is an 11/23
or an 12/25. But for this ride I'd purchased a 12/27 and I was glad
I did. I found 34/27 gear to be quite useful and I used it early
on often on some of the steep pitches.
While the early hills were not easy, things got a lot harder around
the 40 mile mark. One of the steepest hills on the course was surely
notable. I literally had to stand to keep myself moving and I went
a good bit above my wattage goal for a stretch here as it was all
I could do to keep myself moving. All in all I did a good job of
pacing myself.

Here you can see the average watts, the lowest figure I'd ever
seen. Also note the ride time at the bottom.
At the first aid station, Aaron and I ended up waiting for a bit
for some of his riding friends. It was a decision that I would come
to appreciate much more later.
The day was filled with hills, good conversation and some fun descents.
I really don't have a whole lot to say aside from the fact that
the ride went according to plan that as it wore on I started to
get tired, as one might expect. That picture was true at least until
around the 70 mile mark. We were going up one of the steeper hills
on the course and I felt like my left cleat was moving in the pedal.
I contemplated what it could be and after getting up the hill stopped
to check it out. I had earlier felt something might have been wrong
with the shoe so I'd done the obvious thing and checked the tightness
of the bolts holding cleat to my shoe. They were tight. And they
still were even though my foot was moving around in the pedal a
great deal. On closer inspection of the pedal, I got real worried.
The pin that holds the rear locking mechanism of my pedal was falling
out. I was a long ways from anywhere and was concerned I wouldn't
be able to finish my ride. Here came my good fortune as one of Aaron's
riding friends was a mechanical engineer. He looked at the pedal,
thought for at most 10 seconds and then asks if anyone has an old
intertube with them. He rips the presta valve from an old tube,
inserts it in the back of my pedal and tapes the whole thing down.
It was a brilliant plan and I figured this would get me to the next
stop location where bike mechanics available. It worked well and
I continued along and was happy to be riding and not waiting for
a sag wagon.

Here is the pedal with its special tape job.
The group kept together and we were enjoying a span of different
types of weather. It had been pretty warm in the morning, only to
cool off after clouds appeared and brought a little rain. After
the rain ended, it stayed cool for awhile before warming up again.
We kept riding and generally enjoying ourselves.
Jason can still smile late in the ride.
At the last official stop, with about 30 miles to go, it was clear
some of our group was getting tired. I was too. What was interesting
is how some people respond to such a situation. My first inclination
is to push on and get the ride done. Others wanted to stop more.
We worked on as a group with this contrasting styles until about
10 miles to go. I was okay physically even though we'd been riding
for 8 hours, but I was done mentally. I just couldn't stomach the
idea of stopping again. So when the group took a coke break with
about 10 miles to go, I pushed on. I felt pretty good and in an
effort to get the ride done, I increased my efforts. I rolled along
putting out some reasonable wattage, all things considered. I was
feeling pretty good as I approached the final miles of the ride.
It was here that I started to feel like the temperature was pretty
hot.
What makes the Horribly Hilly Hundreds, in my mind, is not the
countless steep hills you climb so much as the last few miles, all
of which are uphill! After over 125 miles in this case, and 120
in a normal year, you climb to the finish for several miles. We
are not talking about any small hill here, either. Blue Mounds State
Park is one of the highest points in this part of Wisconsin. While
this is far from a peak in the Rocky Mountains, I'll grant, it is
still a notable increase in elevation in a fairly short period of
time. So, it is now hot, I've been on a bike for over eight and
a half hours and I am now climbing up a hard hill. Let's just say
that all the good memories of the earlier portions of the ride were
quickly escaping my mind.
As I climbed up this hill I really doubted if I was going to be
able to make it. I've often heard athletes and coaches talk of the
"pain cave," a place in which you go when things get really
hard. I don't think I'd really even entered it on the ride up to
this point, or if so, I hadn't gone very far inside. Well now I
was in real far and it was real dark! I was working as hard as I
could, going 4 miles per hour with the sun shining straight into
my eyes so I could not see a thing. It was hard, really hard. Finally
after what seemed like forever, I got to the finish and was I ever
glad to be done. It took me a while, and several Pepsis, to recover.

Above you can see from my face here at the finish photo that I
am having a hard time.
Post Ride
This is a great event. You can ride it at pretty much whatever intensity
you'd like. It is possible to basically race the event or to ride
and chat it up with friends. I was impressed by the organization
and would heartily recommend the ride to anyone.
My ride itself. I was pleased with my ride as I followed my plan
well and let the day unfold as it might. I was happy to have my
power meter, if for no other reason as I kept me honest and low
key early when it would have been pretty easy to go a little crazy.
I also really liked the fact that I could pick up the watts after
all those hours in the saddle. That is a good sign as far as my
pacing is concerned. To view the power file, simply click here.
Have fun out there!
See you out there!
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