Monday, April 06, 2015
Shades of last season came back quickly. No so much the legs for racing, but the flats! First flat of the year came on Thursday's ride in a thunderstorm which was nice. Bought new tires and tubes on Friday to be ready for the race on Saturday.
My first race of the season was held where I pretty much grew into a decent bike racer which was on the campus of Marian University (formerly college back when I was running the place Hahaha...).
(Racing around Marian in the blue and gold)
This season I will be racing with Texas Roadhouse. I have been racing against these guys for years! They have always been strong and I have enjoyed it. I knew there would come a time I would join up with them and this is the year. I am very excited to racing with some familiar faces including Chad Burdzilaopiufapodkjf or something like that.
(Who wouldn't want to race with this guy)
I don't know if I have ever raced with someone as fun as Chad so I am looking forward to racing with him again this year.
Back to the race. This winter has been tough for me in terms of training. I basically had 3 months off the bike and then over the last two months it feels like I get 7 - 8 days of solid training then miss a week or so. Just trying to balance work and the family with riding. It seems to be easier now that the weather is nicer and the days are longer. So I went into the race not knowing what to expect and hoping not to get dropped.
(As you can see I had my game face and the eye of the tiger)
Well I didn't get 1 minute into the race when I thought it was over. I had a puncture! Of course I stood on the start line as my wife asked if I needed wheels in the pit and I said nah. She's pretty much always right. I thought it was going to be the end of my day. Luckily I'm not as wound up as I use to be or like some pro tour riders and I didn't heave my bike in anger. I thought about it rationally. Knowing the course was slightly more then an mile and being only 500 meters from the start area I gently guided my bike to the car changed my wheel and hopped back in at the end of the first lap. Perfect!
The rest of the race went with me working my way to front, getting there and going if I was the old me I'd attack here. Or see guys off the front saying to myself that looks fun, now only if I could. I remember two distinct times going man now would be the time to go and sure enough someone would go and get a good gap for while. So I know what I am doing, I just need to do it. I did end up hanging Chad out there as he had to follow some moves in the closing laps as I sat thinking instead of reacting and trying. I did end up helping a bit in the leadout on the last lap and took a turn on the front. Our guys went 1-2 through the last corner with 300 meters to go, unfortunately didn't finish that way. Next time.
Even though we didn't win Madelyn did. She figured since I raced for Texas Roadhouse we could have dinner there and she told just about everyone at the race we were. Well she got her wish, Texas Roadhouse it was. And no I didn't get a discount. But with food that good you don't need a discount!
Next up is two training camps! First I am helping my Dad and his team right down here in Brown County. We have an awesome 4 days planned! I can't wait guide them around some sweet roads! Then in two weeks I will be back in Boulder for a FasCat athlete camp. I am really excited about this one. I can't wait to ride with a couple of my athletes around the Boulder area. I miss the big climbs.