On the second lap my chain came off the front chain ring and got caught between the chain ring and bottom bracket. Twice. Each time I had to wrestle the chain back out. In the meantime, all kinds of riders passed me by. I reeled a few of them back in, including my friend Brian who rocked the fat bike on the course. He was hoping I'd have one more mechanical on the third lap so he'd have a chance at finishing ahead of me. Sorry to let you down, Brian.
The third lap went better and I finished strong. After getting my beer I checked my bike over. The front derailleur is out of adjustment so I'll be taking care of that. My scraped up leg was complaining. It got a good scrubbing at home and a light coat of neosporin. Fun times.
I'm a wimp.
In 24 Hour Race news, the course is going to be marked this coming Friday. On Sunday I'm going out there for an eight hour ride.