|Brendan and Tom post race beers!|
|Pre-race coffee stop - all 5 of us + dog Jack packed into this small space in Jeff and Ann's Sprinter|
Friday night I had one of those very rare pre-rides where it was as if everything felt effortless. I was so incredibly excited to race on Saturday and I was absolutely convinced it was going to be "my day."
Okay... so it totally wasn't.
Well, it started out great. I had my best start ever and had managed to latch onto a really strong group of dudes. I was barely able to hang and that was how I knew I was finally executing a nearly perfect race. The course was super sandy and dusty and I was having an absolute blast. Well... that was until about an hour in when we all missed a bright yellow sign with a big black arrow. Kind of important :) I was sitting about 4th wheel at this point and when I heard the rider up front say the dreaded "I don't see any fresh tracks" I knew we were in trouble. I think this is probably the worst feeling ever in a race. Well, maybe a close second to the whole "I just had a mechanical" feeling. By the time we realized we had missed a turn there were nearly 20-30 people that had also followed us off course.
Being lost sucks. But looking back it was actually kind of funny. In most races you never really make eye contact with anyone. Even if you see a friend or fellow competitor on the course you usually just pass one other and exchange a few words of support "keep it up yo!". Since this race was super dusty everyones faces were covered in dirt, hair was disheveled and we all had that super bummed depressed and sad look on our face. It looked like we had all just came out of a coal mine!!! I may have even laughed at this point, ha!
7 minutes later we were finally back on course. I only know this thanks to Garmin. Looking back it really didn't feel like 7 minutes. SEVEN MINUTES???? I could shower, eat breakfast and be out the door for work in 7 minutes!!! Almost immediately after getting back on course I awkwardly ate shit on a sandy downhill (more comedy) leaving me with this lovely work accessory and the obligation to explain my weekend shenanigans all week long.
|Starbucks drive-thru selfie|
Now I am sitting in lovely Manitou Springs, CO eating cinnamon rolls and getting ready for my next adventure. Tomorrow morning I will climb to the top of Pikes Peak....without my bike :) Stay tuned...and in the meantime, pray for me!!!