I survived and did not crash!!! But again, one lap down. And somehow this week I am happy with that. I knew it was going to be a rough race, b/c my body was pretty beat up from the crashes the prior two days. I was hurting. I did a job on my neck, ribs and knee the day prior. Plus I was sore pretty much everywhere, including my butt, which I fell on. 2 crashes in 2 days = sore body. But again, I had nothing to lose and everything to gain. Starting with no one behind you in the very last row, there really is only one way to go, and according to cycling news, " ...by the first singletrack an endless line of riders fired through something that typified the course – anyone with a poor start would be queuing and making the best of minimal overtaking opportunities." I made the best of minimal overtaking opportunities and overtook at every opportunity I had. I pushed when I didn't want to push and had to sit behind a slower rider every once in a while. It was hard. There is no doubt about it. And I was with the same group a lot of the race. On the second or third lap, I passed Heather Irmiger and figured as bad as I was hurting, she must be hurting more, so I was motivated to keep going. Norm was yelling at me from the pits that I had to keep making up spots. I was hoping for a top 60. But I fell short. 74th.Wendy and I rode back to the hotel, showered and hurried back for the excitement of the mens race. It was fun to watch, but definitely not as fun as cyclocross. And people paid to get in at this race, and still the crowds were amazing. The feedzone/pit was a flurry of action. I hung out there and wandered to other sights to watch the men fly up and down sections. It was pretty amazing. Another world cup down and soon off to Spain and then home!
I don't really ever see this. I am one of the girls at the back who you can't see!
A smile b/c I survived the dual speed again. And Dave was cheering! But don't be fooled, I am suffering!!!
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