If you know me, you know that my experience of off road riding consists of this:
-Attempting to mountain bike 2 years ago. Getting terrified, shaking uncontrollably. Staying clear of anything off road.
-Coaxing myself into 2 dirt road races this spring. Before that, I wouldn't set a tire on dirt.
-Successfully mountain biking in September for about 35 minutes.
It's taken me a long time to come that far, and cyclocross is really throwing me through the off-road gauntlet. As I did a warmup lap, I convinced myself that the single track was too much and that I couldn't race. I didn't even know you could take a road bike on this stuff.
Erin wouldn't let me do that. I reluctantly went to the start line. I did not do well in this race. In fact, I got 2nd to last. I'm not used to being bad at bike related things, but this is good for me. It's teaching me that I don't always have to win, and I don't have to do well for it to be fun. It was still a challenge for me, and I did finish! I even made it through the single track section on the last lap without getting off at all.
So for now, I will crawl through this cyclocross business. I'm not even at a point where I can do these races hard because my technical skills are so behind. How is it that I'm so bad at this? I've been racing for a long time, and everyone else seems to pick it faster than me. I guess this is my weakness.
At least it's not the engine that's the problem.
I'll tell ya one thing. Cyclocross out here is a lot different than in the Midwest.
Otherwise, things are going well. I'm having trouble finding fenders that will fit on my Litespeed, my appointed rain bike. I rode a hilly 35 miles today feeling pretty good. Work is boring.
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