zero my hero.

wow, what a weekend. the race was really fun, and we managed to take a solid second in the duo open. we both gave it everything and that's all you can really do. i really enjoy this type of racing more than the wors type racing. it takes up a whole weekend (and some) but there are so many stories you accumulate between racing and killing time before the race.

high(low?)lights:
finding the secret camping spot.
ron running over some guy's bike with his van.
listening to a marriage ending conversation while we were poaching air conditioning.
preriding the course.
watching the storms blow in friday night at 12:00am (and hunkering down in the tent).
sprinting past 50 people in the lemond start.
riding.
crossing the line at 10:20 with almost 80 miles of racing in.
cold shower.
sam's pizza and a black bavarian while talking about the race with our wives (thanks robin).
watching the storms blow in at 4:30am.
packing up wet camping gear at 8am.
podium.

now i feel like i've been hit by a car or something. shoulders, back, hands, feet. legs feel fine. i wonder how i managed to do this event with a hardtail until this year?

anyway, ron was already trying to talk me into a run at the 30+ masters 4-man 24 hour event next year. there is a stars and bars jersey on the line for that cat, and i think we could almost win it with the right team...how many chances do you get to truly compete for a national championship? i'll have to consider it...once i forget how sore i am right now.

since i'm not going to race at all in august, i may just take a few days off. maybe get back on at time trials...if i can get my bike cleaned up by then...it's a wreck right now though.

weekend rating: A (would have been an A+ without sunday morning's storm)