IROnick
New Member
This is only my third race, so I expected everything to go like my first two; well it didn't, but I still had a great time and the experience and lessons will stay with me.
I still say that everyone who entered and tried is a winner.
My day in the twilight zone began as I pulled into the lot @7am and realized I forgot my helmet. Too far to go back home, I hoped to rely on the kindness of others. PTB66 came through big time and lent me a spare(THANK YOU and CONGRATULATIONS "Sport"!).
So he, Liong, and I do a preride. I'm ordinarily superstitious about being on the race course the day of but I rationalized my way through it by acknowledging the current altered conditions warranted a new strategy. We talked about stategy and what lines to take. I'm deciding to be cautions because conditions were as slick as I've seen anywhere and that it would not be prudent to go ape shit mad dog. I experienced some erratic shifting at my front derailer but figured I would tweak it when I got back to the lot. After all I would need to do a quick cleaning and let some air out of my tires anyway.
Back to the lot and truck to do my thing and greet and chat with all my new riding buddies. OK I thought..."the race Gods are smiling"... when we were called to the staging area.
Idle banter, everbody wishing each other well while silently scoping out the competition and finalizing strategy. And we're off! A couple hundred yards in the grass I'm in fourth after passing several guys as we turn up the hill into the woods. I figure this will be a good place to hang (if I can). Then, left turn onto the singletrack rock garden. They're all slippin' as I new they would. Here I go-but, pssssstt flat tire. Pinch flat I thought; I softened my psi too much. off the trail I go to change the tube as the rest of my class passes me. New tube in as the 50+ crowd passes, then as I'm filling it with
CO2, I can't decide what bothers me more; all the women and children going by or the sight of the new tube bulging through the gash in my sidewall, then Kaboom! I'm out of the race.
Carrying the bike down the trail past the timekeepers and out of the woods I get this peaceful sensation as I come across Liong frantically pulling on his locked truck doors. It really put things in perspective for me. I feel as if he saved my day...
Sometimes you just can't do anything about the unplanned stuff that happens...but you can decide how you react to it.
I had a great day and congratulate all who showed up for life.
This is the best race report I have ever read.





