Not to brag, but yes I've exchanged words with some of the best cyclocross racers in our area. I chalk it up to my natural ability and this year shouldn't be any different even though I won't have the start I was hoping for. I had plans. I was going to do a long self-supported ride at the end of the summer. I was going to run more often and for longer distances. I was going to slim down a few pounds and be ready to take the cyclocross season by the horns and own it. I had plans--and I got a little sidetracked. It happens.
Yesterday I stripped the non-essentials from my bike and threw the cross tires on. Scouting out some nearby trails I came up with a halfway decent training area. It's got most of what makes a cross course endearing: elevation gain/loss, sand, erosion ruts, and protruding branches and rocks. Might be some mud if we get enough rain today.
Like last year, my goal in every race is to get as many laps completed and as much distance covered as possible before I hear those ominous three words indicating the end of my race is at hand.
"Race leader approaching."
Yeah, they talk to me at every race.
Foggy Morning Commute
1 week ago