Red Bull Bay Climb: .32 Miles, 24% Grade, Grueling-Good Fun
https://ift.tt/eWiyVR5 It’s the oldest trick in the book: Fill a brown paper bag with fresh dog shit, put it on your neighbor’s porch, light the top on fire, and run like hell. As you watch from the safety of a nearby bush, said neighbor will step out onto the porch and—taking the bait, hook, line, and sinker—proceed to stomp out the bag, covering their morning loafers with the kind of funk that never truly comes clean. After racing in this year’s Red Bull Bay Climb, I’ve come to understand one thing: I am that neighbor with the besmirched slippers. Allow me to explain… See, by the time the details for this year’s Red Bull Bay Climb had hit my inbox, I’d already taken the bait. My flight was booked, my bike was prepped, and I’d even made a few training runs up a nearby mountain road to make sure my legs could still handle a hill. Conquering the Most Challenging MTB Race in America Read article When I accepted the invitation in late September, it seemed harmless enough: “How...