Just my luck, I drew Alan Jacob for my race. My cyclocross and Midnight Century friend, Brian, drew Mike Gaertner. Alan and Mike are animals on the bike so Brian and I knew we were both going to be one and done.
This is what Alan looks like when he's kicking my ass.
I surprised myself and traveled .45 miles to Alan's .47 so I was pretty happy with the race. Although, to be honest, I think Alan was holding back. Probably conserving his energy, which would be the smart thing to do. In the meantime, the top guys were doing .51 and .53 miles. In the second round, one of the guys left because he wasn't feeling good. The first round results were checked and the next longest distance was me and another guy tied at .45. We did rock-paper-scissors and I won the right to race again. This time against Andy Anderson.
"Don't slow down, Hank! He's a triathlete and he's better looking than you!"
Alan would make an awesome coach.
This was fun. Kathy says she'll go to the next race and try it out.
The new champion. An exhausted David Holden.