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Racin' fool

"(S)he's turning and burning and driving the course...(S)he's going the distance.  (S)he's going for Speeeeeed." - Cake

After a ridiculously long hiatus, I'm finally back to racing (and blogging).  Wednesday night coach gave me the go-ahead to race the final Bethel Criterium with the Pro-1,2,3 ("A" Race) boys.  The weather was hot (96 degrees) with humidity and an air-quality alert thrown in.  I did not care, I was RACING!

The B race went off first and the A race started later - this allowed me time to get in a nice warm up, watch my fellow Stage-1 teammates crushing it and even get in a visit with James from Adina- one of my awesome new sponsors that came out to support me and rehydrate weary racers on the final night!

The race was fast from the get-go.  I was excited to race, but thought my legs might fall off - or maybe my wheels, if I was lucky.  Oof, I wanted to say to Sam "Racing is hard" - but I think it came out as "halhljwerlkjwerlhewe... uggg, uggg, uggg". 

At some point 30 minutes in, Rick (the RD) said "8 laps to go"

"THANK GAWD" I thought... I can hold on for 8 more laps.... I THINK?!

4 laps later, Rick said "11 laps to go!!"

WHAT THE??!!  Grrrrrrrr... Ok, I can do this.  Pull through.... diatribe to come later on unorganized men... c'mon boys, let's do a rotating paceling...nope!  Everyone is going nicely, pulling through, then we have a guy that just shoots off the front.  AHEM - that is not how we do things, Mister man.  Pull him back.  Try again.  Ok, another guys shoots off.  Whatever, I'm not doing work for these boys. 

I looked over and there was miss Andrea Myers - a super strong female racer - she gave me a wink and then accelerated away from the group with 2 laps to go.  I made a jump at the hill and passed her, then laughed when I saw that gap on the men's field.  I sat up, not wanting to get stuck in the sprinting mayhem.  My favorite part of the night?  (Aside from being done) - the guy that threw his wheel at the line to pass Andrea and me.  Classic. 

Ahhh, racing - the fitness, the fun, the fury and the hilarious scenarios. 

 

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