In order to honor the limited text thesis of this blog, I opted to only include the last paragraph of my race report.
…”As I neared the end of my third lap, I was hoping that I would get lapped and not have to do another. I hopped over the 3 barrier setup and tried to impress the crowd with my high-flying mount (they cheered loudly before), but I dropped my chain once more. After manually putting it back on, I stumbled back onto the bike and got moving again. I heard the bell, and accepted the punishment of one more lap. I finally got lapped on the top of the climb, by 3 women in the front chase group and saw another on the return side trying to catch them. I decided I would stay ahead enough to make her have to fight for that accomplishment and picked up my pace until the finish. She never did pass me again, but I did thank her afterwards. I have a feeling that happens more often in women’s racing. I caught my breath after the finish line, but felt the pain in my back from all the climbing start to get worse as the cold air got into my sweaty clothes. I headed home to shower and ready myself for birthday festivities, after only one beer. I also decided that this course was more challenging that I’d prepared for, so either I get to training or I pick an easier course next time. In either case, I still enjoy it and am not ready to retire from the sport.”
2008 Bay Area Super Prestige
