I had heard of theLandrun 100before, but it wasn’t until myVirtusteammates came back after last year’s race with tales of high adventure that it really hit my radar. They talked of on-course kegs, amazing people, and red dirt roads so muddy you had to carry your bike. It sounded terrible and great and I wanted to do it.

The good idea portion of my brain also figured that I could suffer through 100 miles of gravel pretty much anytime I wanted, and suggested I up the stakes a bit. I had really been enjoying my fat bike (I look much more to scale on it than on skinny tires) and seeing as the race had a fat bike specific category, it seemed like the right thing to do. Here was my thought process…I’m not fast enough to beat people in my age group, and not fast…