Andrew Brock, Justin Mace and Brad Cobb all have serious day jobs the same way Clark Kent worked the 9 to 5. But after work, they change into brightly colored spandex, and although they don’t don a cape as a rule, they are indeed supermen.
All part of the Motor Mile Racing team, these guys bike. That is not to say they toodle around town, coasting down hills and stopping for ice cream. They are on a mission to win races, and not just any races. They compete in ultra-distance and cross country mountain bike races and cyclocross, a combination of road and mountain biking over grass, mud, pavement and obstacles that at times forced riders to use their feet to carry their bike during the race. No toodling with this bunch.
Brad Cobb founded the club after he became addicted to biking after a knee injury. There are several sponsors, including: Pointe General, Henderson Hutcherson and McCullough, UBS Financial Services, Smart Wool, Chattem and Rock Creek.
They compete all over the country, if not all over the world. The NUE series (National Ultra Endurance), 13 races all over the country, certainly elevates the sport of ultra-endurance mountain biking to the national stage. Bikers, from pro to amateur, finish four of the sanctioned races to achieve a national ranking. The Leadville Trail, known as the race of all races, is 100 miles across the extreme terrain of the Colorado Rockies in a high-altitude. The SERC (Southeastern Regional Championship) series is in Georgia and the El Reto de Los Volcanes is in Costa Rica. As hinted by the name, this race traverses several protected forest areas, and races up and over five different volcanoes.
Volcanoes! Try that, Clark Kent.
All of the members don’t do all the races, but most of this hard core group has a bucket list of dream races. These races have names like WinterBlast, Race Across the Sky, 12 Hours of Santos, White Lightening and Dirt, Sweat and Gears, which all hint at the difficulty involved. And members of the Motor Mile Racing team are on a mission to conquer the challenges each race presents. To do so, they train. And train. They train in the cold. In the rain. In the heat. And if forced, they train on the exercise bike in front of the TV. They race with sprains, with aches and with bloody noses. These guys are animals, and give Super Man a run for his money.
It’s highly doubtful they would consider stopping for ice cream.