Moronacity

I overheard someone asking why it is called the 12 Hours of Potluck. Yes, it used to be a potluck. It no longer is a race-wide potluck, but that doesn’t stop groups of friends from sharing their food and beer.

The race is held down by Lake Superior at Harlow Lake. The course was actually quite fun, but there was a tremendous pain element involved. It started out fairly level and fast. Eventually the uphill – the long, long, uphill – wound through the woods and almost to the very top, known as “The Top of the World.” We raced down Jedi – a super long downhill reward for completing the super long uphill punishment. Jedi was the part I really loved. It wasn’t until I reached the technical section at the end of the course that I found myself smiling. The 5.85 miles of course offered a lot of variety, challenge, and plenty of opportunities for speed.

I worked with a four-person co-ed team. We each did five grueling laps. My total time riding was three hours and the mileage was 29.25. Pretty respectable.

I was fortunate enough to borrow a long sleeve jersey from a lady I know from cyclocross, last fall, and who was a part of my peleton for the Superior Bike Fest. She also made sure there was a cold Labatts Blue waiting for me after my last lap. My team mate, Chris, also gave me a KBC Brown. It was a nice end to a long, hard, cold day in Marquette.