I had a really great ride on Tuesday. I woke up at 10 minutes before the alarm went off at 4:30 and got up to where I normally park about 15 minutes early. That gave me enough time to get in three 5 minute intervals on Kings, and climb some more before I had to turn around to get to the start of the group ride. I went well on the intervals, the first time that’s happened all year. I did ok on the big climb in the group ride. It started raining but it was a light rain that didn’t get the pavement wet. By the end of the ride on the descent down 84 the pavement was wet, and I pulled away from the riders who were left. They’re usually faster than I am down this descent but I don’t slow down as much in the wet. It still wasn’t all that wet out so even though I didn’t have the fenders on, or a rain jacket, I was fine.
I got to work and was working (on something interesting) by 10am. I did close to three hours, 40 miles and 5000′ of climbing before work. Now that’s the way to start the day.
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M45 4/5, 18th of 34
My last race a couple weekends ago was Pine Flat. 45 miles of lightly rolling to flat terrain, then a 3 mile climb, 7 mile gradual descent, and a short 1/2 mile kicker climb to the finish. The only reasonable thing to do in this race is to sit in the pack for the first part then attack on the climb. Since that is everyone else’s plan the pace was pretty easy for the first part, with only periodic speedups when someone tried to break away and the pack shut them down.
Not knowing the course I moved to the front a little early (worried about being boxed in when the climb started) and probably did too much work there. I couldn’t quite hang with the lead group over the climb. I was about 20 seconds off at the top, and couldn’t catch back up on the descent. I got swept up by a 5 rider chase group and most of them out-sprinted me at the finish. Including the guy who had pulled most of the first 45 miles because he was bored.
Race incidents- on the fast descent to the valley about 30 miles in to the race we came around a corner to find a bunch of cars stopped, race officials screaming “single file! single file!” at us and a couple ambulances. And at the crash scene, a huge puddle of blood. I found out later that someone in the 3s had hooked bars with a club mate and jerked the bars to get loose, which caused him to crash. Then he got run over by other riders. We had to slow down for the ambulances to pass us. Seeing the aftermath kind of put a damper on things for me for a while.
On the gradual descent when I got caught, I wound up in the ditch along side the road. No big deal except that a woman we’d caught had gotten in the line and was taking the spot I needed. I said a bad word and she moved over enough to let me hop out of the ditch and back on the road. I was a bit miffed because when I catch women’s fields in a race I take pains to stay out of their way.
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