After a non racing weekend and a little mini rest, it was back to racing. I decided to challenge myself the first race back and go to Boulder to suffer. And I'm glad I did. It was a great weekend of suffering. Saturday was the Colorado Cross Classic at the Boulder Reservoir. I have not gone back to this weekend of racing since 2007, because frankly, I stunk it up back then and couldn't 'race'. But Ft. Collins gave me a little hope that I can survive and do o.k. at altitude with all the peeps that live there. The reservoir course was much different, and although difficult in it's own right, much easier than I had remembered. I guess the miles of sand that was not rideable taken out made it a tad bit more manageable for me at 5000ft. It had snowed, so at least the course was not bone dry and there were some tricky spots. Lot's of barriers, off and on, but I just raced my race and although you always want to do better, I finished a respectable 5th.
Sunday I felt even better. I paced myself in the beginning and was riding the sand and mud well. The stair run up just about killed me, but I held on. Rode smart. And then apparently the lack of oxygen made me dumb. Real dumb. I was in 4th. With 2 to go, I had Georgia and Caroline in my sights on the climb. I told myself, 'screw altitude. I am going to go for it and do this thing'. It was game on. And then I went to grab gears and nothing moved. I should pit, I thought. Yep, and there went the entry to the pit. I struggled with it but got in a gear and got through the back side, and then I really didn't know where the second entrance to the pit was. MY BAD. But by then, I had one lap to go, Meredith, Julie & Caitlyn bearing down. I didn't pit. The worse mistake I could have made. Brook was there with my bike. I brought the bike in order to use it, and I failed. That last lap was a struggle to shift. At least I had the front working. But it wasn't enough. It screwed me. Meredith and Julie got by. I was still 6th, but by the time the sprint came, I was spinning like a gerbil and there was nothing I could do. Except kick myself for being so dumb, know that I raced well, I just have to learn to be comfortable pitting. And ride through them on warm up. You would think I haven't ever raced cx before. Rookie mistake. But not to worry. There are more races. And that is cyclocross, my friends. I still had a great time on that course and was happy how varied it was with the mud on the bottom half. Made it a lot more fun.
Back at it. Next up, OHIO!
But my blog can't always be all about me, can it??? While I was in 'boring Bolder', Tim was in Bend for the epic halloween weekend. Sorry Boulder, but there were 20 ppl at the race on Saturday. Sunday was better, but still... Although I am glad I was not racing in the dust bowl. Can you imagine the nationals course from the last 2 years looking like this???