RR: Friday Night Races

Friday nights = FAST people. And me.

There were 3 women's races.

15 lap scratch race 10 lap snowball (where the points increase every lap, so really, a 10 lap sprint) 30 lap points race, sprints every 5 laps

10 women-5 of the Proman gals, super fast Karla, super fast Julie, fast Beth W., fast Donna, fast Lisa, and me. I was going to get drilled.

Scratch race: Things start out civilized, but then someone puts the hammer down. Donna, Lisa and I get spit out the back. Try to jump back in when the group comes around again. Suffer the rest of the way.

Snowball: Donna and Lisa were out so I'd be suffering by myself. See scratch race report and instead of going civilized for a lap or so, the pace was drilled pretty much from the whistle. Some serious heavy breathing. You know when you redline and can taste blood in your mouth? Yes, that was the snowball.

I'd thought about bailing on the points race (it was going to be A LOT of suffering), but Ben, Larry and Beth all said to do it. Race til you puke or drink free beer?? Yea, I succumbed to peer pressure. Well, I thought that by the end my eyeballs would pop out. I hung in until the first sprint but couldn't match the acceleration so I went up to the rail and jumped back in when they came through again and held on as long as I could. Repeat. Towards the end, my legs and lungs were screaming at me. But, I finished.

And, surprised myself (and Ben).

Changed clothes, drank a beer, watched the rest of the racing and afterwards, the boys and I went to the taco truck. Got back to SF and found a parking place 1 block from my house at midnight. Perfect night!