August 26th, 2017: Swift Summit NW 200

Well, after almost to a seven year hiatus, I'm going to try my hand at this blogging deal again. I had originally started this blog as means to keep track of my training as a runner, but a long term injury led to a downfall in my training and blogging. Fortunately, the Swift Summit 200 ( came along and gave me a reason to wake this up.

The race took place last Saturday, August 26th, 2017. On Thursday I was packing my bags and decided to take a few photos of my supplies. Being that it was my first double century, I figured I might as well get some documentation and do some journaling so I can look back on what worked well and what I could've done differently. As it turns out, I hardly touched the majority of my drop bag (1 gallon zip lock back, which was accessible at three out of the six control/check points), and primarily utilized the supplies available at the check points.

Fast forwarding a bit, on Friday evening I checked in to gather my queue sheet, number, etc., met fellow riders, and grabbed some pizza and beer (carb loading, gotta be responsible). Afterwards I drove to the campsite where I would be staying both that night and the following night after the race. Upon arriving at the campground (a few hours later than planned, whoops) I pulled in to my designated spot... only to find a group of five people with two tents pitched, a canopy, and a picnic table full of food and supplies. I walked up and asked whether they were packing up to leave, but they indicated that they were walk ins and figured it was safe to grab the empty spot since it was late. Considering there was plenty of available grass, i

After unloading my car and pitching my own tent (while my fellow site mates got the fire going!), I brought my bike over to the picnic table to make some quick adjustments and small talk. As it turns out, the group was comprised of recent college grads from Australia who had embarked on a trip to the US for some festival hopping. Having gone to the Total Solar Eclipse Festival in Madras, OR they then drove up to British Columbia, and had just arrived in Lebanon from their BC trip (not sure what brought them to Lebanon). After the brief talk, I told them I had to get some sleep due to the early morning. Little did I know, my air mattress had a leak... so I woke up laying on the ground less than an hour later, inflated the mattress with my hand pump, then went back to sleep, then did that three more times...1am...2am...3am.  My alarm went off at 4am, and I proceeded to grab the coconut espresso water next to me