Been bitten by the cyclocrossing bug! I owe my bug to my friends at Airborne, specifically Eric, my Ninja! Last year, I tried really hard to race but had nothing but bad luck and callups so far back I was in a different zipcode. It's not racing, it's more like expensive training. This year though, after selling my house (the market was CRAZIZZLE, when I sold it! In fact, Karen and Keb-moe and I were in Prescott, AZ for the Whiskey Off-road when my former student aka my real estate agent told me after 5 hours on the market we got an offer for $5k over!) and moving in with Karen to start our new life, coparenting with the 14 and under wrecking crew, starting my Master's, having my octogenarian Mom visit for 2.5 months, racing mountain bike marathon events and being a HS teacher brought about results on the CX endeavor. It all started with Kickit Cross. Amazing what a decent call up can do and an upgrade in the steed department, how that translates to an extension of the body as a machine that rolls with proficiency, no matter what the terrain or the weather throws at you (I say that now, I'm a fair weather kind of racer). Advice is helpful too. Wednesday's there is a weekly race and that race course is so loose and sketchy and anti-flowey, it makes me question my tires and my confidence in leaning. There is a wee contact patch on a 700x34 cm tire as its velocity is always changing and the mass above said machine has to dynamically counter steer the center of balance while trying to put the evil smack down on the guy right in front of you! I have no flow at the Wednesday nighters and it followed me to Kickit. Jeff, my teammate said don't blow it on the first lap, there's enough places to pass on this course. Sho' nuff, I was in the second row after callups and I can accelerate fairly decently so after they counted us down (Holy Crap my mind is racing when the referee says, "30 seconds!") and he blew the whistle.
|Sand pit at Kickit, the guy on the far left eventually won it!|
My best position is third with a kilometer left and there is this fast, downhill, super patchy grass and hard pack soil bouncing me around (I put waay too much air in my tires) and my chain pops off! I don't get off the bike but I try to finagle the chain back onto the chainring by playing with the derailleur as I coast downhill. Two people pass me, but eventually, in the most untimely manner, the chain snicks back on the chainring. I sprint like the dickens but the course is designed in such a way I can't get a power flow on for a pass without taking myself out as I chase (just in case I do). I finish 5th and my teammate Jeff, 6th. Dat's okay because I get decent callup points for my next two races!
3rd in Valmont and a DNF due to a flat at the Green Mtn CX. This leads to redemption race this Sunday.
I'm going to go to bed soon, so in a nutshell
-I crashed Wednesday and road rashed my left elbow pretty good.
-I crashed at Cyclo-X re-abrading my abrasions. Went to the EMT tent and they cleaned out the wounds good as I winced in pain!
-Karen was there so I raced as if I had a second set of legs and lungs.
-I finished sixth! Probably because my teammate let me race on his tubulars. My god those wheels are evil!