1. I didn't want to take the race too seriously and I knew that if I raced A I it would be impossible for me not to.
2. The A women are fast. They scare me right now:)
I definitely succeeded in not taking the race too seriously. I missed the start. I have never done that before and it is kind of embarrassing. I take full responsibility, but here is how it went down. Three categories were to go off with 1-minute staggered starts. The order was posted to be Men B at 11:15, Singlespeed Men at 11:16, and Singlespeed women at 11:17. I figured there was a possibility that the Singlespeed men and women would go off together because the women's category is so small, so I was socializing not far from the start line at the Revolution tent, keeping an eye on the start, and waiting for the Men B to take off before I rode over. Next thing I know the Singlespeeders were off and the other lone woman was with them. Duh! Apparently Bob (my friend) talked the official into starting the singlespeeders before the Men B category to help with course congestion. Thanks Bob:) I rode over to the start and it took a minute before I figured out exactly what happened....and then I was off, with 50 Men Bs not far behind. I felt kind of stupid riding alone, but was giggling to myself, and enjoying the new excitement I created for the race. It wasn't long before I realized I had made stupid mistake #2 when I hit the first rough singletrack section. Since I hadn't done a hot lap on the course, I didn't realize that I had way too little air in my rear tire. I was bottoming out on everything and was relieved that I made it safely to the Revolution tent for some air at the end of the lap. (Thanks Theresa for holding my bike while I put more air in my rear tire). The rest of the race went much better and I was able to catch the other woman and take the win. More importantly, I felt really good and had a blast.
(Photo credit: Cycling Utah)
Today, I definitely paid for yesterday's gear mashing effort. My whole body is tired, but that didn't stop me from riding the Crest trail with friends for what may be the last big mountain ride before the snow flies. I brought Flat Stanley along for the ride. I'm not sure exactly what Flat Stanley is, but my niece asked me to take him cool places and take photos. Today he posed for pictures at the top of Puke Hill.
I hope Stan had fun. I know I did!