G-ster day one

Holy crap i'm physically wrecked. Everything hurts, it is tough to move. Less pain and most just can't move so well.

It is a struggle to find muscle strength and coordination to unpin my skinsuit so i can wash it tonight.

The 63 mile opener ride with Goldberg yesterday must have worked. it was so fun, so good. I had a very conservative (translate = slow) start, but saved lots of matches and was able to light them until the final climb up the hill when i torched the whole book blowing past a fading Tim Young who tried to sprint but kind of got gassed and then passed by another one of us middle age race cat dudes. Also happy that this year only the first three 55+ guys passed me and two were on the final lap. So, not so bad. I didn't blow up (slower middle lap but last two were as fast as 2nd and 3rd (we did 6). I had plenty of power for the brief climbs and generally rode around thinking GODDAMN I LOVE A TOM STEVENS COURSE. SO PERFECT. Which probably means I wasn't going as fast as I could mostly it meant i found that magical rhythm. Blast yourself to bits, recover in the turns and use as little brake as possible and blast yourself again. Racing with friends was awesome. I feel bad that Carl decided to collected a mile of course tape in his rear wheel but secretly delighted in the fact that I beat him today. I spent time in the Paul Boudreau zone, so many cheers for him, but they faded a bit.

I had fun racing. I probably should have warmed up more but I also slept for absolute shit last night. Not too late to bed but awake at 2:30 and dozed back to sleep at 3 but then awake again from 3:30-4 and at that point i was thinking just get up, it is only an hour, but I kind of forced myself to stay there in bed until the alarm went off, so i added a few more minutes of sleep but i was there and was TIRED today. But legs decided they were here to play and i beat the race predictor by 8 places, saw tons of friends, raced with more of them.

It was good.

Also worked for Natasha, Derek and Michael. Also fun. Cut into the socializing and cut out the drinking, okay i did have a Tall boy post race, and i had a couple of Kurt Maw's session beers, but 12oz session beers don't count.

Traffic was FUCKED from about halfway to 95 and then until 93. Car is almost out of gas but at home and I am tired. Was painful getting out of the car when I got home. Arms hurt, legs hurt, hands hurt, back REALLY hurts. That was a proper CX beat down.

Oh and 30 min into a 60 min race when you're pitting for two guys nearly a half a lap apart is the WORST time to have to pee really badly. Did the dance for the last half of the men's race. But survived.

Tomorrow is the same thing one more time. I should have probably ridden way more today? I did cool down for 20 min on the trainer. Pedal'd out the kuck, but then stood around on the legs until 5:30-6pm.

5am alarm, gonna see if i can get my leaving down to less than I did this morning. But tent's already set up so i have a wee bit more buffer today. Other end of the day's gonna suck more though. BECAUSE BREAK DOWN.

Oh well. maybe the drive won't be so sucky (yeah right).

I'm okay with being as fast as I am if i can race like I did today.

I may not quite crack the top half ever, but there's some great racing going on where I am with some really great dudes, and really, what more could i ask for? Not like I'm gonna stop drinking beer, and ignore all the responsibilities that don't pertain to me living like an athlete. Still it was good, it was fun, and tomorrow's another day.

Holy fuck i'm tired....

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