As we exited the DS that first time, a rather large front group had formed and I was just off the back of it. I worked hard to reel in the guy in front of me but even as I did, that front group strung out very quickly as it wound it's way to the far side of the course past the mostly frozen sand pit (was that a volleyball court?). I was very nearly at max effort and fully warmed up, finally.
I bolted past a coupla more guys at the barriers which were between the two long straights along the roadway and one more at the fly over then passed more pedaling up the run up (which had a diabolically placed chunk of ice/snow right at the middle at the top).
The first 1 & 1/2 laps done, I spent the next part of the race in a no man's land probably somewhere just behind mid-pack. A coupla guys visible ahead of me and when I was on certain parts of the course, I could see a coupla guys behind me. I knew this would not be good - without someone to chase or be chased by, the mental task of keeping the pressure on would be tough.
I bore down and over the next two laps caught up to the two guys ahead of me. My best moments in the race: I made artfully timed and executed an inside pass on a turn on the far side of the course to get by one of them and a short time later, passed the other guy on a straight and got maybe 10 seconds in front of them both.
Along the roadside straights, I could even see Stefan not too far ahead and made him my next goal but that lasted about 10 seconds: I crossed the start/finish with 2 to go, my dilithium crystals failed and I dropped out of warp.
- BRAIN: "Scotty, give me more power!"
LEGS: "I'm giving her all she's got, Captain!"
Two turns before the
Don't know where I finished as I had to jet home right away. Unloaded all the bike stuff and loaded up all the photo stuff for a location shoot later in the day.
So, I caught the 'cross bug and I hold you guys responsible. Thanks a lot!