Felt much better today.
It was a relief. Started out
conservatively, with a solid gap behind the large front group; they were just
going a little too fast for me. Kept it
toned down on the first road section and started picking them off on the first
big singletrack climb. It was slick, rocky and steep. I dug it. Rode alone for
about 25+ miles in the middle there. I would
have liked some company, if not only for a wheel to hold on the street sections. I kept looking back expecting someone to be
coming up, but it didn’t happen until the last aid station at mile 30-something in the middle of an eight-mile road section. I suck at going hard on the road. Felt like I was crawling. (I was).
Stephan is rad at the road. The
guy caught me going mach 10 with about 3 miles of racing left- towing
Cheryl. I held on as long as I could and
threw in the towel within a mile of the finish.
Whew! Two days down!
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