That's poor Harriet hanging around, feeling sad and neglected.
I've had the itch to do a road race since training camp, so off to Boulevard we went. I choose to go the stealth route, dressing as much like a fred as possible (although these days that is the only way I am capable of dressing!). I was very nervous at the start, and spent the first lap acting like a fred, breaking in the pack, moving all around as sketchy as possible, and trying to get a feel for which of these roadies I needed to watch out for. When we got to the climb I quickly found out because a girl from the Spy/liv giant team threw down the gauntlet and off we went. At the top there were only 4 of us and then the real suffering began as we worked to establish the break. 2 laps later we were on the final climb, the two girls who were on the same team pulled some nasty roadie tactics on me, and i crossed the line in 3rd. I guess i am pretty happy with this result considering I dont road race anymore, but I have to be honest, I did have a few day dreams of out climbing everyone and winning. Those girls were wicked strong though, and had the tactics to boot!
Proof that I can still hold my own in a road race!
More about my love affair with Harriet coming tomorrow, but for now I need to hit the sac!
A preview of the love ride Harriet and I pulled off today. It was dreamy.