Thursday, February 22, 2007
Race Diary: The Season is Here
Okay, so the Tour of California has me in full on bike racing fever, epecially watching the pros grimace up Patterson Pass, which crushed me last summer.
And it's good I've got the fever. Because after several months of training in the dark and on trainers and, thankfully, only a few times in the rain, my season is about to begin. Snelling Road Race. Mmmmm... yummy.
It's unfortunate that I spent last weekend in Mexico drinking vast quantities of tequila, apparently wiping out the form I had been building. (Two days ago, I got my heart up to 150 just pumping up my tires and getting on the trainer.)
It's unfortunate that I was hit by a car descending into Sausalito last weekend.
And it's unfortunate that our team has been decimated by bad luck over the last two months. The toll is as follows: Two broken collar bones. One broken hand. A broken thumb. Hernia surgery. A blown out knee and broken tibia (ski accident). Restaurant opening. Two down for this weekend by the flu.
I'm not kidding. That's the truff, Roof.
So, Nick and I head off to Snelling to race with the old duffers in the Masters, less than half our expected numbers (and strength). Brian and Mac will each race solo in their categories.
But you know, its cool. The season is here and I can't wait to get back in the peleton. I put on my race wheels last night and thru on the 23. I hope its pouring rain, freezing and fast as hell.
Let the suffering begin.
And it's good I've got the fever. Because after several months of training in the dark and on trainers and, thankfully, only a few times in the rain, my season is about to begin. Snelling Road Race. Mmmmm... yummy.
It's unfortunate that I spent last weekend in Mexico drinking vast quantities of tequila, apparently wiping out the form I had been building. (Two days ago, I got my heart up to 150 just pumping up my tires and getting on the trainer.)
It's unfortunate that I was hit by a car descending into Sausalito last weekend.
And it's unfortunate that our team has been decimated by bad luck over the last two months. The toll is as follows: Two broken collar bones. One broken hand. A broken thumb. Hernia surgery. A blown out knee and broken tibia (ski accident). Restaurant opening. Two down for this weekend by the flu.
I'm not kidding. That's the truff, Roof.
So, Nick and I head off to Snelling to race with the old duffers in the Masters, less than half our expected numbers (and strength). Brian and Mac will each race solo in their categories.
But you know, its cool. The season is here and I can't wait to get back in the peleton. I put on my race wheels last night and thru on the 23. I hope its pouring rain, freezing and fast as hell.
Let the suffering begin.
Labels: bike racing, cycling bay area, dolce vita cycling, snelling road race
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