Bike Weekend

Saturday was a session at the track. I've decided that I'll get down there once a month this fall/winter just to keep a feel for the fixed gear. Plus, I love it down there. It was a perfect day--sunny, not to hot early, light wind. Great for just riding around. I did the beginner session and helped out with that. There were probably 20 people, so we did a lot of paceline work, focusing on transitions--pulling off the front of the line and using the banking to get on to the end of the line. We did a few efforts, including one 200m effort, but not timed. Afterwards, Ruggie swapped out my cog for me so I'll be running a 47x17 for the off-season. That's pretty small, but I need to pick up a 46 chain ring to go even smaller. I guess I'm going to learn how to spin. And yes Matt, I will get a whip tool thing and learn how to swap out my own cogs.

Since I was racing the CCCX cross race on Sunday in Monterey, I just stayed down in San Jose to lessen the amount of driving. Katy asked if I could babysit Allie Saturday night, so she came and stayed with me and we went swimming and then out to dinner. Allie was also racing cross on Sunday, so she and I drove down to Ft. Ord this morning and met up with the rest of the Mice contingent (Ryan, Hank, Julie, Paulie, Brooke, Bev and the Chaney boys, Ren and Katy).

Well, I know my schedule for getting ready. I mis-scheduled adding a 9 year old into the mix and she and I got there a little late and I didn't get a good warm up in. This was the second week in a row at Ft. Ord, though today's race was more on the interior of the old base which meant lots of hills and lots of sand. Sand -- I really don't deal with sand too well and add downhill to the sand and most of the course was pretty much terror for me. There was lots of stopping and waiting for the fast people to go by me (shoot-even the not fast people lapped me), lots of foot down and going real slow on the downhills.

Take the lack of warm-up, a lack of sleep, lots of dust and an uphill start and add in an asthma attack which my inhaler didn't work on, meant only two laps for me (versus 4 laps for the other gals in my category). I got to visit the nice EMT lady for the second week in a row, this time with teammate Julie who slid out in the sand and wiped out her ankle. The next two weekends I'm swimming and running and drinking beer in Hawaii and taking a little time off the bike.

At least the post-race Mexican food and beer and company was good! And I'm still the coolest Auntie Cathy.

Comments

[Renee]

Glad to have provided service to you! And I am very glad you are feeling better. :-)

See you at the next CCCX maybe?