Groundhog Day; another race.
Have I mentioned how much I love cycling? I love it and racing feeds my need to test the limits of the human heart. If you’ve done any bike racing you know what I’m talking about; your heart will be tested over and over, numerous times throughout a race. It just plain makes me happy to race bikes, I feel cheated that my first bikes race wasn’t until a couple years ago…that’s OK, I’ll just race into my 70’s still putting the hurt on the young guys.
A couple years ago, I needed a Chicken Dinner in the race to avoid one of the better bonks I’ve experienced. Alas, I did not pack a chicken dinner into my race day nutrition plan and paid the price; Race Report from 2008 Chicken Dinner; a glorious BONK. This bonk foreshadowed my next race in St. Anthony’s that landed me in the St. Anthony’s Hospital. Yikes…!
Learning the hard way makes you pay attention. This year, my nutrition plan included the ‘chicken dinner’.
The race organizers shortened the race from 4 to 3 laps making it a 42 mile course on rolling terrain with some nasty climbs. Our race started and the guys got after it right away. My favorite, let’s keep the pace honest the whole way. The entire first lap had a string of mild attacks that had a cumulative effect on the peloton. When Jeremy Ward aggressively crested the hill finishing the first lap, there were only 3 of us left in the party.
We cooperated for most of the next two laps as team SCOTT…both Jeremy and Josh were on SCOTT Addicts; it can’t hurt to be riding on the best bikes. Josh played his cards on the first of two stair stepper hills on the final lap. Jeremy and I stuck together knowing if we worked together we’d catch him fairly easily. But we both admired the bold riding by the young guy. When we caught Josh we didn’t do it forcefully enough and he hung around with only a couple miles to go. We jockeyed away from the front, not wanting to be the first to attack. With the 200m sign approaching I went for it with best impersonation of how a sprinter might look. But it amounted to a nice lead up for Jeremy to blow by me at the line. I’ll take it, 2nd place and a three-man break away was an honest effort. And no BONK! It’s all about recovery and building up now. I think I’ve come full circle.