blue mounds.
perfect weather for a bike race. in the start line, the guy in front of me (a big..err...time trial specialist) dropped a bomb that was essentially in my face. the guy behind me thought that should be good motivation to beat him and it was.
i started off tentative, and held myself back at times because i'm still trying to relearn these racing sensations. i got past by my 30 second man but that was it through the race. the climb really made me feel my 11-23 i've always had and have been meaning to replace. 32:25...a full minute slower than 2 years ago. still work to be done.
then we stripped the deck. holy shit that sucks.
happy sunday.
i started off tentative, and held myself back at times because i'm still trying to relearn these racing sensations. i got past by my 30 second man but that was it through the race. the climb really made me feel my 11-23 i've always had and have been meaning to replace. 32:25...a full minute slower than 2 years ago. still work to be done.
then we stripped the deck. holy shit that sucks.
happy sunday.
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