Canada WOMAN/MAN!! Lac Megantic

J’attends que la pluie passe…Nous sommes mardi matin je rentre a Boston a moto dans quelques heures. Jai encore des frissons du weekend et j essais de mettre des mots sur tout cela:

WOW et RE-WOW!! Un des plus bel et difficile evenement auquel j’ai participe dans ma carriere d’athlete.

Quelques jours au paravant, j’ écoutais Steeve Carpentier a Salut Bonjour parler de l’événement. J’ avais entendu parler de lui mais jamais rencontre. Un des pionniers du triathlon longue distance au Quebec. Un chic type et drôle a souhait! On a deguste une petite pointe de pizza au sommet mais comme il m’a dit plus tard: “ j avais le gout d’un verre de lait pis des chips!” Ben je vais voir avec Dan Poirier si je peux faire quelques chose pour toi l’an prochain!

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Samedi, la veille du depart, Melanie, Martin et moi sommes au cafe du village en train de prendre le lunch et nous lisons sur Gabriel Filippi, auteur du livre “the Escapist” Une histoire inimaginable sur la mort de ses meilleurs amis. Un grand alpiniste originaire du Lac Mégantic, seul quebecois a avoir gravi l’Everest par les deux versants. Les yeux rives sur nos petits écrans pour en savoir plus sur cet homme qui a relevé d’immenses défis sportifs mais aussi psychologiques. Gabriel, tout un honneur de t’avoir rencontre!

Dimanche matin, le cadran sonne il est 2h45am, je pars ma petite bouilloire pour me faire un cafe, je prends une douche meme si je m en vais nager, j’enfile un croissant et me glisse dans mon wetsuit.

3h40am : Je prends Martin a son hotel pour qu’il m’accompagne au depart de la nage et ramasser mes gougounes.

martin et Lyne a 4h du Mat

4h00am: Nous marchons tous ensemble vers le depart: La marche du vent en memoire du malheureux incident d’il y a 4 ans au Lac Mégantic. Une pensée pour ceux qui nous ont quittes.

4h28: L’ eau est fraiche mais pas froide, il y a des vagues, la lune est magnifique…

4h30: C’est un depart! J ai les pulsations dans le tapis, de l’eau dans les yeux, dans les narines, je vois rien, je ne me sens pas dans mon element meme si mon signe astrologique c’est poisson! Je panique un peu, je me dis tout va se placer, j ai deja fait ca allez lyne on relaxe…Je continue de nager la tete sortie de l’eau pour encore un moment, je vois le groupe de nageur s éloigner …

4h45; je decide de m’ accrocher a un kayak pour un moment, jai encore les pulsations dans le tapis. Je prends 2 minutes, je me calme et je repars pour ne plus arrêter jusqu’a la sortie.

Definitivement pas ma meilleure nage, mais comme je n’avais pas nage je ne pouvais pas m’attendre a des miracles comme ma mere dirait!

6h00am: Je sors finalement de l’eau un peu étourdie, ma pauvre amie Melanie qui me dit par la suite qu’elle commençait a être inquiète de ne pas me voir sortir de l’eau plus tot.

6h03: Velo! Yahoo! ( ici sur la photo on voit bien comment je ne suis pas une vraie triathlete, j’ai pas place mon # a la bonne place!)

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Je pense bien me rappeler comment ca fonctionne! Les premiers 20 km j’en profites pour me mettre en jambes. Etant donne que je suis sortie de l’eau un peu tard, j’ai beaucoup de cyclistes devant moi sur le parcours. Je mets finalement le cerveau en mode course et je passe, passe et repasse plusieurs cyclistes (72 pour être exact!) Le parcours est difficile, sans répit, une gentille accompagnatrice m’offre de la reglisse sur le fly et pour finir, juste avant la transition, quand tu pense que t’as presque fini…VLAN ! La pire cote de la journée! Merci Chartierville OUCH!

12:06 Transition: C’est comme quand je débarque de mon canoe: Courbaturee d’avoir pedale sur mes barres de contre la montre (Je ne me souvient pas la dernière fois que j’ai roule avec ca, 2012?) Jai le bas du dos en compote et mon ischion droit hmmm pas top la..

Mel et Martin m’aide a repartir, je sacre un peu, Martin se réjouit de m’entendre sacrer, (il sait que tout va bien:) bouffe,eau et go!

lyne transition

12:09 Debut du marathon, 4 km de trail de 4×4 avec un bonne montée que je marche et une longue descente dans de la roche. Mes jambes sont lourdes mais le moral est bon. J’arrête remplir ma petit bouteille dans une source naturelle qui est sur le bord du sentier. Je me suis dis que l’eau devrait être bonne il y avait une casserole accrochee après l’arbre juste a cote!

Au bout, Melanie et Martin sont la comme des soldats assidus toujours prêt!

Je change mes runnings pour ceux de route et Martin enfourche mon vélo pour me suivre sur cette portion de 15.5km de route.

les cameramans passent de temps en tant, je leur rappelle de ne pas filmer ma tite bedaine, ils me repondent que la leur est bien plus grosse et de ne pas m’ inquièter qu ils filment mes pieds!

La pluie torrentielle s’abat sur Martin et moi ca fait du bien une douche (Je me brosserais bien les dents la aussi).

Je ne sais pas trop quelle heure il est maintenant…

Je change mes runnings pour ceux de trail..et la je vois une fille. Merde.

Elle me dit:” Je suis en equipe”.

Bon je suis un peu debinnee pareil.

Mel me rejoint a l’ envers dans la section de sentier ( le support crew a le droit de faire ca). Je lui dis qu il y a une fille en avant et elle me repond stress toi pas c’est Annie Jean! AHHHH ok debors. ( Une autre championne dans son domaine!). Je termine cette section avec mon ti sherpa qui traine mon eau.

Je ne sais encore pas quelle heure il est la..

4km de route: ARK, mais ca passe vite.

La prochaine section est sur le sentier frontalier: 4km technique avec roches, racines, boue et ruisseaux a traverses. Martin avait ete depose au bout du sentier par Melanie et il le parcourait en sens inverse pour me rejoindre. J’ ai a peine commence ma section que mon ami est deja la! WOW t’as flyer! Il me donne mes poles et on part. Yahoo je me sens bien je suis ses pas on avance bien, on rattrappe meme 3 gars qui m’ avaient depassee sur la route…

c’est l’heure du vino la?

Je change de running une derniere fois, il reste 8km de sentiers techniques qui nous menera au sommet du Mont Megantic.

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C’est parti mon KIKI!

Sommet du Mont Saint Joseph: y’ en reste pas gros. On prend deux secondes pour se faire un selfi du team de feu!

Lyne and the best Crew sommet du Mont Saint Joseph

Mel connait bien le sentier, elle me donne des infos sur le terrain, Martin est au avant poste et moi je jase des mathematiques et du beau temps! Martin me rappelle a l’ ordre lorsque le terrain est dangeureux pour pas que je me casse une rotule pour une troisieme fois dans ma vie:)

On passe devant un refuge a 2.6km de l’arrivee et quelle belle surprise Daniel Poirier sa femme Julie et ses deux enfants sont la pour m encourager!

On pousse la machine, ca va toujours bien, pas de defaillance. Tout a coup je vois Steeve Carpentier… Je me demande ce qui se passe: s’ est il blesse? Il a chute? Il avait au moins 50 min d’ avance sur moi lorsque j ai quitte le velo. Je suis confuse. J apprendrai par la suite qu’ il ne se sentait pas a l’aise dans les sentiers techniques et que sont entrainement dans les trails de princesse, comme il le dit, n’aura pas ete a son avantage. Toujours aussi positif et drole!

L arrivee au sommet! 12h37. Pas pire pour une fille:)

lyne arrivee

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MERCI a la Ville de Megantic pour son ouverture d’esprit, son amour pour le sport et les athletes!

MERCI a mes precieux commanditaires et Partenaires

Martin et Melanie

Daniel Poirier

FELT Canada

Xactnutrition

MAVIC

Velocio apparel

Spa Balnea

Boutique Cinetik a Sutton

Endurance Aventure/ Velo Cafe

100 a B7

Naak

Mom, dad, bro.

Tim (Mon mari qui me supporte dans mes aventures plus folles que la moyenne)

 

 

 

 

LowestRates.ca cycling team: The Director.

I’ve always loved to drive. I drove across country and back with our BIG tundra one year with my BMW moto on the back rack and my dog Vitesse. I drove my moto to Florida and Virginia for training camps, I drove to almost every states of the USA on a road trip in the 90’s.

I started driving when I was 10 with my dad: Stick shift, black Nissan pick up truck through all the dirt roads around so we wouldn’t get caught. I drove the side blade of the Snow truck when my dad was called early in the morning in a snow storm..”Dad, can I come?” I sneaked in with him, the windshield full of washing fluid, couldn’t see a thing, driving through snowbanks on the road and taking a couple mailboxes on the way. Opps.

Now, this past 10 days was a different type of driving. I had my first experience as a Director Sportif for the Cycling Team LowestRates.ca in 2 big events on the calendar: Tour du Saguenay and Tour de Beauce.

 

That video is just a small part of the Director’s job in the caravan.

Hot days were on schedule with a record for the Town of La Baie, QC the first stage of Tour du Saguenay: a balmy 33 Celsius made it for a tough day for the guys.

“LowestRates for Feeding” The voice of Pascal Choquette for Radio tour. I had done my little course online to how to drive in a caravan and I was wondering if I would remember… I did. It was like I’ve been there before.  Racing for many years myself, getting bottles at the car, talking to the director, getting food, new wheels for flat tires.

It was still all there in my head.  I knew a lot of people too: the commissaires, some old teammates now directing other teams, my husband Tim’s friends and more. I felt at home. I got some insights from Gord Fraser, a very decorated cyclist, and friend. I always respected him for his support during the 2000 Games and along the way. (That’s another story).

Before my director adventure, I had contacted Josee Robitaille who was one of not so many men’s team director. She told me to be me, to take my place and to remember when I was a competitive cyclist. She gave me tips, ideas, and good pieces of advice for the upcoming 2 events I had on the schedule. Everything went well until I crack the bumper of our rental car in a parking lot! Oh well, I guess I needed one to break the ice!

The guys on the team did their best. Being a small team with a small racing calendar, competing with the big boys gave them a great experience overall.

Thanks to LowestRates.ca for giving me the opportunity to give back in a different way!

 

Next: Mavic Haute Route Rockies

Lyne

 

 

 

 

China Adventure Race

basket run .jpgWell, sometimes you have surprises…Like the first leg of the first day. As a team of 4, we had to carry  2 baskets of 20 kg each for 3km: Awkward, heavy and not running friendly… (We didn’t use the slippers in the race)

China is far, I had forgotten that when I got on the plane. One 13hrs flight, one night in a hotel and another 3h flight to Wengan. I took it slow, I was calm and I make it no problem even on the way home. Tim was proud of me because he knows how much I hate flying …in economy class. YES I’m a princess.

18698870_10212396303772305_1707379707_oI’m a princess but I can get dirty!  The China Outdoor Quest is a 3-day adventure race but the focus is more on fitness than orienteering. They say go and you never take a breather. I had a strong team, Rain, Timmo and Rait all of them from Estonia. They run fast. For the first time of my life, I was pulled by someone because I was too slow/tired/skills. Mostly on downhills, usually people get pulled on uphills…Not me. The second day for 11k I was attached by an elastic to Timmo who pulled me to the line on this downhill cement path.  My quads were toast. I was happy to finish.18676655_10212395183384296_1077947044_oLots of things can happen in an adventure race even getting sick on the bus ride home. No time to take my stuff out of the bus and no lunch left in my body. Motion sickness has won the day.

I raced the rest of the event on motion sickness pills.

 

18742198_10212411064781321_1535386291_oYou can see that I don’t have time to put makeup on! That was the last day of fighting between 10th and 6th place. I was toast. I felt empty from the beginning of the day. Full of lactic acid every time I tried to go hard. Swearing once in a while (or maybe more), ready to stop. But I couldn’t. When you’re on a team you can’t stop. You have to finish, they will pull you they will help you, they will carry your bag, your paddle, hold your hand on the way out of 27k of kayaking when your legs aren’t working and you have to climb 50 steps onto a steeper trail, they will carry you to the line with them. They need you, you need them.18720849_10212411079181681_1383481177_oI know what it feels to push yourself and make your body hurt. I trained for years on how to tolerate and live with that physical pain.  In China, I left all I had. I couldn’t remember the last time my body was pushed that hard, I couldn’t remember the last time I hurt so much I wanted to stop..just for a minute.

 

Thanks to all the people that believe in me

Felt Canada, Mavic, Spa Balnea, 100B7, Velocio Apparel, Xact Nutrition, Time pedals, Tim, mom, dad, and friends!

 

Rasputitsa.

The spring event that everyone is looking forward to.

You would think that a short 35 mile race would be peanuts to complete, but no. Spring in Vermont can be a little tricky, to say the least. The dirt roads are soft, it might rain or snow and if it’s sunny, well it’s not the real Rasputitsa.

I’ve participated in all but one edition since they started and every year my body hurts. I get so excited to see the 6 to go mark…And when I realize it’s 6km not 6 miles!! YEAH!! The mud in your glasses makes it a challenge to see the pot holes and the flying bottles from people in front of you but without them your eyes are hmmm…a chocolate pudding.

The Rasputista is like a big family gathering, it seems like everyone has a connection somehow and the food and beers just complete that very feeling! This year Heidi and Anthony, the 2 instigators of this race, asked Tim and I to design a cross course just at the finish on the slopes of Burke Mt ski area. Some cyclists were surprised because they hadn’t seen it, some were happy because it made the race! Jeremy Martin was dropped on the last dirt road climb of the day coming into the cross course finish, but his skills and strength came back quick enough as he powered through the ski slope like it was nothing, passing the other 3 riders in style and won the event! Seeing all the riders like ants going through the course at the end made for a great image.

I enjoyed every moment of it, from putting the tape around the course on Friday, dinner with Chef Seamus Mullen (his new book, Real Food Heals

is great!) and his girlfriend, my husband, Bruce Rychlik and photographer Chris Milliman. Then seeing all the young girls lined up at the event, to the battling the last kilometers with my 2 great friends Jf Blais and Benoit Simard. But my favorite part was waiting for the lantern rouge; people that don’t necessarily race, they do it for the love of riding, for the scenery and for the challenge against themselves. When you hear a women say to her husband coming into the finishing area: “I’m so proud of you! ..Are you mad? She was thinking that after 6 hours of riding he must be..And his responce was: “Why would I be mad? This is awesome!” And yet, this 60+ man would finish 2nd to last. He had a great day. A woman named Jen was the lantern rouge. She’s diabetic and a couple of times while on course, had to check her blood sugar just to make sure. Now thats a great achievement and challenge to yourself, finishing no matter what. Jen is a pro dealing with her diabetes, but it is still always a concern for her husband Kurt waiting for her at the finish. Lovely couple.

Jen and Kurt

After my finish I was interviewed and one question came up: “Lyne you still look fit and are winning races, what happened to your retirement?” I simply responded that I race only the fun events nowadays, which are all about a great group of people, healthy competition, friendships and sharing the beers!

Thanks to Heidi and Anthony, all the volunteers and the photographers who captured this great Saturday in Vermont.

 

 

Ma vie l’hiver parce que c’était hier.

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Credit photo David Moore

Jai rarement froid, je skimo presque tous les jours, je travaille aussi.

Le printemps j ‘y pense pas. Le velo non plus. L’hiver c’est le ski. J’aime décrocher, changer le mal de place, avoir de nouveaux défis (Comme essayer de battre le record de Georges Visser a Orford…Ben oui Lyne…). Vous savez, on est dans la generation “Live in the moment/present ” Et si on pense toujours aux jours plus chauds et bien ca c’est dans le futur. Today is the day et l’hiver c’est l’ hiver, les saisons ont toutes leur place de choix. Sortez de votre zone de confort, essayez de nouveaux sports ne restez pas accro a votre TV et votre trainer.. Ok de temps en temps juste quand il fait pas beau…C est quoi pas beau? -36 avec le facteur vent a Skimo Mont Sutton avec 30 participants! ? Ou Skimo Jay Peak avec -32 et un autre 35 participants? Allez dehors que ce soit raquette, fat bike, skimo ou ski de fond ( je suis une fan de Jacqueline Visser et Alex Harvey) et allez respirer l’ air frais. Je vous le dis c est bon pour les poumons!

Ah oui aujourd’hui c’est le printemps !

Lyne

Mojave Desert Adventure race: The End

We had planned to go to bed for just 2hrs before getting on the bike for our next 80mile leg. I don’t know how long I slept before I woke, but I  was freezing, even in my sleeping bag. I tried to get some heat from the dead fire that the organizer had going. I changed socks while shivering and tried to keep sleeping. I curled up on the ground closer to the fire hoping to catch some heat. When Timmo woke me later, I couldn’t move. My back was not cooperating. I tried to move but I really was stuck. I stayed there a couple minutes before I knew I had to get up and get my stuff organized. The guys were doing the maps and were already dressed to go. I struggled a lot trying to first stand up but bending over was just a nightmare.

I remember a few years ago, I had shoveled gravel for 2 hours and the last side movement I did (didn’t even have any gravel in the shovel) my back locked up. I was sitting by the garage trying to yell at my husband to come and help.

I think carrying the canoe on our first leg set me up pretty good (bad) for it.

My stuff was mostly ready and we started rolling by bike. I could barely push on the pedals and every time we had to get off the bike and push the bike I had absolutely no power in my legs. I kept going for half an hour hoping things would get better. The guys asked to carry my bag. They asked if we should walk for a while – they didn’t want me to stop. They tried to help. But it wasn’t about the bag or the race or the prize money. It was about my body, only my body.

I sat down by a road nearby and after talking to the guys I sent them off. I had my cell phone for emergency and called for a ride.They waited until someone came to get me before heading deeper into the desert night. When you’re an athlete and you have a team it’s hard to not keep going. Your head wants to but sometimes you have to take a decision: a smart one.

I slept from 4am to 7am in the back of the UHAUL truck. When I woke up the sun was so bright I couldn’t open my eyes. I was still cold, covered in sunscreen and sweat and stuck there with a shitty, locked back. I shared gear from my stash into Joosep’s bin with extra batteries for their headlamps and more food. A women from the shorter course team gave was a nurse and gave me some hot pads and ibuprofen. I eventually made it back to Laughlin, NV. Took a shower and tried to sleep by the pool; the only place besides my room that had no cigarette smoke…

The next day I made it all easy for the guys when they would finish to get to the room, shower and sleep. I sent an email to the organizer and texts to make sure the guys were ok, even left them a wine bottle and a long note. I felt weak and guilty for not being able to finish with them.

I then headed to Vegas to get back home on the plane. I had to stop every half and hour to get out of the car to walk – and on the plane, well I’ll spare you the details.

2 days later the guys finished in a winning time of 4 days 9hrs.

They conquered the Mojave Desert.

-Lyne

Mojave Desert part deux.

TA #1: Kayak to Bike…

After finally getting our stuff we did a quick turn around: Changed, put food and water in our bags for the next 60 miles mt bike leg.

We left TA at 720am, almost one hour after arriving in the kayak du to the late truck. In Adventure race day light is key so that was a bummer. We headed out on a old paved road that would eventually take us on a pipeline work road for some long miles. The road was rough and very hilly: hills so steep we had to walked some of them.

The sun was already very strong and feeling the heat felt so good. I felt comfortable  following my friends that we’re navigating and taking us to the next check point.The mt bike was always on marked ATV or dirt and very sandy roads. In that area there is a lot of protected land and staying on roads was one of the rules. Still some navigating challenges because sometimes is you don’t take the right one you end up in a wash or a dead end. Just before TA#2 we took a wrong turn, the guys knew where we were going but HWY 95 was not an option so we had to find a wash and ride it to TA#2.

TA#2: Bike to trek.

At this point in the race you already have a night of no sleep (race started at midnight) and its now 1pm fatigue started to kick in but we decided to get as much daylight as possible for the next long trek ahead of us and sleep on our way back. We left at 120pm for a 60km trek in the desert Mountains. Sunscreen was a must with a hat and lots of water. We walked the first 15 min to help us get some food down. Then Timmo said “lets jog the next 4 hrs so we can go as far in day light then if we have to slowdown we will”.  We didn’t have to agree on that we just started to jog. 5hrs later I still felt good trotting but we were only half way there. The motivation was still good among the group. The sunset was beautiful.

The guys were on euro time and around 6pm they started to trip on things…At first I wasn’t so worried because it was rocky terrain. We kept alternating between jogging and walking getting all the check points on the map. At one point, we had maybe another 15km to go, and we lost the road. Or the road disappeared …

Now things started to get a little bit more difficult. I tripped pretty hard, face planting on a downhill chin on the ground and legs up. Didn’t feel great but kept going. Timmo was no longer reading the maps. Rain took over the navigation at this point. The guys knew where we were going but struggle a little with the terrain. We just couldn’t see the end of it. It felt farther than what we expected. Everytime we got to the top of something we hopped to see a light but no it was only dark with more hills and mountain to cross. Timmo was sleep walking, Rain was sleep navigating and Joosep just in a dark spot. I keep following their lead asking them if there felt ok .My head was still awake, my body weaker but still moving along. When we finally arrived at TA #3 We had transformed into zombies. We needed hot food and sleep. I changed, ate and when to sleep….

More to come.

Lyne