Skiing race 3:30:00 [3]
Birkie. Definitely an experience.
18 inches of snow fell Thursday night and organizers plowed the course instead of packing the snow. Drive from the Twin cities to Hayward took almost 5h. Roads were really, really bad. Blizzard warning had ended just before we left town so it was only the ice on the road we had to worry about.
Slept in a school corridor for a few hours. Buses left at 6AM, my start was at 9:40 so a couple of hours were spent in a tent. Tent had: heating - some. floor - no. chairs - not enough. Wind chill was -30C when it was finally my turn to start. Second last wave of all 50K classic/skate and 23K classic/skate, so perhaps 6000-7000 people had already started. The wind almost knocked my over at the start line and it was really hard to get going for the first few km. Nevertheless, already then did I start to catch up to earlier starters and already then did I experience my first line up a hill. There would be many of them. It was basically 50K intervals. After the first few km, I started to feel really good and pushed hard when I could, but the hills were just packed with people. I tried to double pole on the sides; I used my speed (had great skis) to go between two lines of skiers and then when I need to start skate/walk, I just squeezed in and many times did I ski over someone else's skis. Or poles. And like that it continued. After a while, fellow skiers started to call out I was one of the first wave 8 skiers, which inspired. Eventually did I and another 8-er battle it out and strategy how to pass people most efficiently became important. E.g. "left side or right side - need to look ahead and plan" and "there is a hill coming up, which line has the lowest numbers? Ok, this line has more people from wave 4, but this line has a lot of wave 5 people. The 5-ers have caught up the 4-ers so that line is probably faster". It worked sometimes...
The track was super soft and the vets called it one of the slowest Birkies. Not sure what time period they referred to but it was not fast. And definitely not for us in the back. The course itself was really nice; all woods except for the start and crossing a lake at the end, both brutally cold. Lots of twists and turns, small ups and downs, but also a few really tough climbs. B***h hill had an accurate name.
I don't know how many I passed, new record for sure, and this stop and go allowed me to have energy all the way to end. After many years of thinking of doing this race I am glad I did it. I will go back soon and then try to race it properly. My time, despite being the slowest pace I have ever had since my first Vasaloppet, will perhaps move me up all the way to the first wave.