I arrived home from Houston Friday just after 2:30pm and immediately bonded with my
Winning a meat raffle has been on my bucket list for quite some time now, so winning some
The race didn't' start on Saturday until 12:30pm which meant that we got to enjoy an awesome pre-race breakfast at the Heartland Café. We got to the race with plenty of time to warm up and I somehow managed to fill-up all that time with a bunch of chaos...which included a trip to the porta potty, Kurt adding pressure to my tires, and then deciding to ride back to the car put on another layer (which was absolutely the WRONG choice!). In the end I only got about 10ish legit minutes to warm up and then of course again missed my chance at a front row starting spot!!
|Photo Credit: The amazing Todd Bauer|
As you can see I'm lined up right in front of that neon green beauty that I call a husband. While I was dorkin' around he actually took my advice and got in a proper warm-up. Folks...never give up your race secrets :)
Finally the gun went off. Actually it probably wasn't a gun, but you know what I mean. I was very pleased with my jump off the line and managed to work my way into a pretty solid starting position as we exploded up the first straightaway section of trail. My legs felt pretty darn good for having not ridden all week & I was pleased to be nearly hanging on to the front pace group. The studded Dillinger5s that I mounted on my Sarma Naran's were the perfect choice as I was able to corner on the ice with ease. Things were going fantastic.
Well, at least until I took the first left hand turn and was quickly passed by a neon green blaze that didn't even say "good job honey." What???He didn't' even say anything? Punk. I'm not supposed to be behind him. I quickly mashed my feet into the pedals to grab his wheel. Tom seemed to be riding with wings and I remember feeling happy and excited for him as he smoothly worked his way through all of Sagamore's twisty turns. But of course I was also wondering What the heck is wrong with me? At first I was content to just sit in in his draft for a bit, but then it became harder and harder for me to hold on. I fell back about 10 yards due to some poor cornering on my part and realized that I needed to make a move in order to get back on his group at which point I took a corner real tight and then SMASH!!
|Yea...that's me on the chase!!|
Photo Credit: The Amazing Todd Bauer
I smoked my left handlebar on the tree trunk and it pretty much catapulted me off my bike to the right. Rats!!! As CJ Smith put it....it was a nice "45NRTH yard sale!" I quickly got back on my bike and was pleased that it didn't hurt much and also to realize that I hadn't really lost all that much time. However now I was in no man's land and could not make up the gap for the life of me.
I rode a strong last couple of laps and was happy to maintain my position as first female, smashing my previous result on this same course in 2013. It was a great race for me and an obviously even better race for Tom. He's been hitting the training hard lately so he definitely deserved this result. As I was mashing my way to the finish line I remember thinking how proud I was of him and how I couldn't wait to hug him and congratulate him at the finish. However, as I rolled through the finish chute and made eye contact with him I realized that he was pumping his fist in joy for having beat me.
Can you freaking believe that???? NEVER AGAIN!
|I am being gracious in defeat....but really...you are going down!|
|Jill is so fast she is invisible on the youthful age group podium!!|
|Post race with Jill Martindale, 45NRTH Scott Patterson & The Yeti!|
Photo Credit: The Amazing Todd Bauer
Huge thanks to my sponsors 45NRTH, Sarma, Lazer, Bicycle Fit Guru and Compex. You each make this sport both possible and exciting. I am humbled by your support and even more honored to represent your greatness.
|Photo Credit: The Amazing Todd Bauer|