Hmm, what to say about Gun Club? The traditional best race of the year was a complete rainy slop fest, and made for the new hardest conditions in which I'd ever ridden. There really isn't a lot to say otherwise. I got a not-so-great start, and did an okay job at working my way through traffic considering that I was completely unwilling to run the amount that one was required to run the first lap of the race to do well. Homegirl don't play that. Homegirl also admittedly had a "warm-up beer" before the race, if that is any indication of my motivation level. As it were, I did relatively well after I got going and finished the best of the anti-runners at the back of the pack. 23 out of 29 finishers is still one of my better elite wave finishes.
So with a couple of muddy weeks in a row, it is already time for a little break in my 'cross season while I entertain my mom next weekend and visit Frank the next. Then my next race will be wearing a costume. Yeah, so I'm not doing so great on setting myself up for success thing, but you never know what will happen.
So here's a few pictures from the weekend:
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| On Saturday, Frank and I built this awesome cat tree instead of doing openers. I think it was time well spent. |
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| Riding in the mud. |
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| A regular parking lot shower wouldn't cut it in this situation. Luckily, it got to 80 degrees or so by the end of my race, so jumping in the creek afterward wasn't so bad. |
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| My favorite part of this picture is the "I'm just checking the bike now" look on Frank's face. My teammate asked what I did with my dollar handup at the finish. |
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