Although I have already had a few weeks to reflect on the season, part of me remains unfulfilled. After nationals I did not have the feeling of satisfaction that should come with a race well raced. I felt like I wanted a do over or more racing. I wasn't done. I had already known that worlds was out of the question, with 5 of our amazing female athletes automatically qualifying for worlds with top 15's at World Cups. I didn't get to Europe, so I wasn't even in that pool, but I was still swimming.
Madison was better than expected for everyone there. It was muddy, mild and just all around not like Madison in January. Amazing, actually. Having grown up in the midwest (MN), I was prepared for the worst. It didn't happen and no complaining from anyone. The course was hard, the mud was slick and it turned out to be pretty awesome. My race was good. I had a good start. I felt completely in control and capable of climbing on that podium again this year. But as sometimes happens with cyclocross, it didn't work out that way. 14 seconds. I was riding well, but as the course changed a bit, I overcooked the corner before the barriers and had a nice slide on the ground on the 3rd lap (I think). My right food slid just right to dislodge the shoe buckle. Bummer. That cost me. On the 4th lap, I found myself on the ground in a straightaway, not even knowing what hit me. But that is cyclocross. I knew that anything could happen and I should keep pushing. I did. I grew a bit timid in some corners, but I just didn't have enough. My legs would not get me there. I was in 4th then 8th, then 7th. And that is where I ended up, just missing one more spot at the line. Did I meet my goals? No. But there is next year and motivation sometimes comes from disappointment. Did I do my best? Yes. And that is where it landed me. Everyone had their issues that day. Everyone found the ground probably at least once. There was no room for error. Everyone was fighting for the same thing. And new faces graced the podium. It was a great day for American cyclocross. The sport is growing, getting more competitive and it is awesome to be part of the fight!
But this blog is not all about me, as we all know. I was also support for Tim at nationals on Saturday. 9 a.m. It was an early morning. Frozen death ruts for his race. It was comical to watch from the pits as poles snapped and tape was broken as the masters ping ponged around the course. Tim had a strong race. Although initially disappointed it was not a podium finish, he finished 6th. His best nationals finish yet! I applaud him for his tenacity on that course. It was rough, but it was good practice for what was to come the following week.
Although I wanted nothing more than to go back to Portland, Tim and I headed to Louisville so he could participate in the 2012 Masters CX World Championships. I did some volunteering and played support for the week. Tim had a great qualifier, finishing 3rd and earning him a front row start for the big dance. And he made the most of his starting position. On Saturday he was like a bullet off the start line, gapping the field and taking the hole shot. It was awesome. I was so excited for him to have the race of his life. And then I ran to the pit and I couldn't find him. Where did the guy in the white kit go? I was informed that after the start on the first straight away, it appeared that Tim found one of the icy ruts and was thrown hard off his bike off course. He went from first to almost last in a flash. But he got back up, back on course and fought his way back to 9th. It was a commanding performance and on da day where everything went right, I am convinced he would have been on that podium. But it wasn't meant to be and now he is hungry for next year. Goals have been formed and now with a little bit of snow coming our way, we have some time to relax, ski, enjoy our cabin and get fired up for the upcoming year of fun on two wheels. Thank you for everyone who has cheered us on this season. We are forever grateful for the love and support of our friends, family and sponsors. Life is good.
|Tim about to get hole shot.|
|Game face. And in about 400 meters his race for a podium would be over.|