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:
|On Saturday, Frank and I built this awesome cat tree instead of doing openers. |
I think it was time well spent.
|Riding in the mud.|
|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.
|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.