Our race, the Masters Men Category 4, 35+, took off at 8:45am, and needless to say, it was nippy at the start. And in the middle of the race. And at the end. It was c-c-c-old.
The race started with a "parade lap" around the running track. I hate parades. After the parade loop, we took a hard hairpin left turn up a few stairs, then the racing began.
I even got past by some delinquent singlespeeder. Stupid hippie, ever heard of a razor?
Anyway, after four laps of fun and frolic, it was over.
29th out of 51. I got to race with Rob and Mike. I got to get yelled at by Jamie, Glen and Renee. I got to have a hot chocolate. I looked good. All in all, a good day.
|Mike is the creamy middle to an X sandwich.|