I forgot to blog. I guess when I don't take pictures, I don't feel I can post. Who wants to just read??? But it's better than not blogging, right? Nothing too terribly exciting, but here is my update.
Since I am back in the saddle training a bit, trying to regain my fitness, it was time to try out my post PT self doing some harder efforts. What better place to do your first threshold efforts than Mt. Tabor, aka Wednesday Night Worlds. It was a very successful first race back. I LOVE THAT RACE! I almost think my brain could win that race, b/c something happens to me when I'm up there. I go into auto pilot. No matter how bad it hurts, I just go. And somehow it has worked again and again. I had to work hard for it. On the beginning of the 3rd lap after the prime, I went and Amy Campbell came with me. I was almost shocked that we were away and clear. We rode together for 4 laps and nervous about my sprint and fitness, I didn't want to sprint, so I tried to go with 2 to go. It worked. I rode solo for 2 laps for the win. A nice come back.
Sunday's TT was a whole other story. Reluctantly I went to the OBRA TT Championships with Tim. Kendra thought it would be good. So I got my borrowed TT bike out, figured out a saddle to put on it and what wheels I could use, made it feel as o.k. as a TT bike can and off we went. I knew it was going to hurt no matter what, but a good solid one hour effort to try to get back to race shape. Little did I know the person following me was a serious TT-er. When she rolled up in a (borrowed) USA speed suit and compression socks on and all the lastest TT stuff, disc wheel and all, I knew I was in trouble. Granted, I had no expectations, but I got whooped. By almost 5 minutes. Yes, I took 2nd, but I have determined that TT is an art that needs to be practiced. And 40K is a long way to go on a very uncomfortable bike. However, my husband is the new OBRA TT Champion in the Masters Men 45-49! Yahoo!!!
|TT Champion Timmy!|
Then Monday, I made my debut on the dirt. I helped with the women's clinic at 4, did the kiddy race, then sat around for the 30 minutes of pain. I love short track and on my new 29-er, it was pretty fun. Granted, I don't really know how to ride it yet and that was quite obvious with my 2 sort of crashes. I didn't start well and girl in front of me braked hard on one of the sharp corners and I turned to sharp and went down, and the girl behind me went into me. Oops. Not to panic. Off the back, I worked my way forward. And then battled it out with Bridgette. It was not easy. I have a long way to go. OUCH!
I love being back on the bike. Baby steps. Eventually I will be there. And hopefully at the right time!