
So I wasn't feeling particularly optimistic when I lined up with Dave for our 45 minute Master-40+ race. In contrast to my own attitude, Dave was totally psyched for this race. He'd been anticipating it for weeks, doing hill repeats to be ready for the sprints up the wall. He had the right attitude. If all that wasn't enough, there was a King of the Hill bonus that awarded points for the first five times up the hill. Kenny was there too. This was going to hurt.
For the first few laps I was feeling reasonably good, and in fact was no having any particular difficulty with the climb, which is to say it wasn't quite as terrible as I'd been expecting. Up ahead, Kenny and Dave were battling for the KOH points (Kenny got the $100). Nonetheless, I was only a few laps into the race when I thought to myself, "This is like a criterium course with all the fun parts removed." Once we got through the first five laps without a break going off the front, things settled down a little bit, but I was starting to struggle on the climb. My head felt like it was stuffed with cotton.
We were probably down to five or six laps when a big gap opened up on the climb. Luckily Donald Davis lit the afterburners on the downhill and pulled us back up to the lead group. That took a lot out of him ... and me. We were down the second to last time up the hill when Tracy Martin attacked hard halfway up the climb. When I saw him launch, all I could do was look down and say, "shit!" I'd really been hoping they would wait until the last time up the hill. The front of the pack responded, but I didn't have anything left and found myself off the back with Chuck and Peter. With the lead group, now down to only six including Donald who was

Sunday morning I thought I'd wake up with sore legs, but instead I woke up to pouring rain and perfectly fine legs. By noon the sun was shining, so I went out to the levee and rode all the way out to the "new" end. They recently added another mile and a half to the upriver end of the bike path, making for a nice 45 mile out and back from my house. I'm still wondering why I didn't have sore legs on Sunday. I guess my problem must not have been in my legs.

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