Josh, that is. Not me. Josh killed it and brought the 'W.'
I had what I'm pretty sure was the worst bike race I've ever had.
I made mistake after mistake. Sure it was sub 20* and slick due to ice turning to mud (it snowed 2-3" last night), but everyone was riding the same course, so that's no excuse. I just rode like sh!t. I was having all kinds of trouble finding my pedals on re-mounts (true, my feet felt like blocks of ice w/ little to no feeling, but I'm sure everyones did) and my technical riding was for crap.
Plus I crashed. Huge. On pavement. We were transitioning from pavement to grass (mud) via a left hander. I had the inside and a dude rolled up on my right (outside). I think, 'no biggy, I have the inside, I'll be in the turn first.' Well, homeboy had a different plan for himself and cut inside taking out my bars/front wheel w/ his hip/rear wheel. I hit pavement as hard as I ever have and felt hurt. After getting up (and making any spectating sailors blush [I was super mad]) I sucked it up and got back in it. Nothing too severe, just big patch of road rash were the sun only shines on the French Riviera.
Whatever, can't win em all; it wasn't my day. I ended up 14th, which is much better than I tought I did, though not as good as I would have liked to have done.
I'm taking next week off of training to recover and heal up.
P.S. I hate it when people go into too much detail about a crash they had, so sorry. And big thanks to all who stood out in the tundra and cheered (Toby H, Messer, Knapp, Issac, Fred [the ultimate motivator], Lindsay, etc)
Curtains on OVCX 2008. Thanks.
Oh, and I may be short on posts w/no training this week. Watch porn on youtube or something, I''ll be back.
Sunday, December 07, 2008
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