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24 hours of maintaining pain

I now have very little skin left on the inside of my legs.

This is the result of a loose seat and just generally being grossly unprepared for last weekend’s 24 Hours of Adrenalin race.

I did my best to be prepared – I asked lots of questions – but a 24-hour race is something that you really have to do once before you know what’s going on (particularly if you don’t do Loonie races because rugby training is also on Thursdays).

But I’m not here to talk up the details of my race (although I must say the highlight for me happened when my light faded out at the start of a lap around 2 a.m. I lost count how many times I went flying off my bike into the woods on that lap).

No, I want to talk about the amazing ability of the body to adapt to whatever the mind wants it to adapt to.

And the fact that when you’re competing, particularly in endurance events, age is nothing, attitude is everything.

To demonstrate my point I’ll use my teammates and I’ll start with our designated leader, the Pique’s production manager, John Blok.

The first point that should be made clear about the Blokmeister is that he’s 50 years old (a year shy of twice my age).

The week before he did the 24-hour race, he was in Penticton with his wife, Grace, doing the Ironman, and this week he’s doing the Samurai race.

I know if I completed an Ironman, the week after I’d be keen to do absolutely nothing, but instead the Blokmeister was out there, with scores of other keen Whistlerites, pedalling his bike over roots, rocks and up hills.

John did five laps of the 15 km circuit but I will remember the Blokmeister’s effort by his first lap.

The first lap was the longest because competitors had to complete a short run for the Le Mans start and then a prologue circuit before starting on the race lap.

Most of the solo 24-hour riders came in ahead of everyone else but right in the middle of the first pack was the Blokmeister at one hour and four minutes. Sensational stuff.

The other male who stood out in the Pique’s two teams was a guy that could pass as the Blockmeister’s brother, Scott Brunning.

At 47, Brunning is another embarrassingly fit middle-aged dude who is as keen as a 17 year old at a barn dance full of cougars.

Brunning only got better as the race went along, averaging 50-something-minute laps, but it was his fifth and last lap that stood out.


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