Oh boy it's been a while, but I'm back racing. Even though just for a day it brings back the feelings of joy, anxiety, and nerves. A bit more nerves because of the fact it's on a mountain bike, all of which I've ridden twice since last year and those times were on snowy roads.
Anyways there's more then the race itself. It's the company of traveling to the race with my father and brother, it's the enjoyment of the pre-ride, the expo Friday night, running into so many people you haven't seen in months, then watching my dad race and thousands others, racing myself, and finally the parties afterwards. Going to be a good weekend.
This year I'm going to add to the excitement and pain by doing the cross race the next day with my brother. I don't know why, other then there isn't much to do and why not. I haven't done a cross race since last year on my birthday where things like, "Your to fast to be riding this slow!" were shouted out. To my defense it was icy and I didn't want to crash.
From there I'll be staring into 4 months of winter misery. Cold, wind, snow, and the very exciting rollers. Luckily for myself, not so much for them, teammates Chad and Rob are all about being my training parter for the the winter. It makes those long cold days go by faster when you're in good company. Chad does have the next two weekends to recover from the past few weekends of awesome rides, as I'll be gone this weekend, and he will be gone next weekend,
Ok I have to pack and get ready. As long as I remeber my mountain bike shoes and not my road shoes I should be ok.