LoriKTM
Super Power AssClown
Those were the first words out of Dave's mouth after last Sunday's harescrambles. Prior to that, he just sat on his bike with his head resting on the bars for five minutes. I was sitting in the trailer sipping on water, and feeling like I wanted to throw up.
I stink. I can't ride this junk. I did 2 laps, (acutally, only 1.5), of the dumbest HS ever entered. There were A & B riders all over some of these hills, and it was a mess from the start, with bottlenecks everywhere. Many riders did not even finish one lap, including two women. Nice.
If it weren't for spectator and club member help, I wouldn't have finished the first lap. I don't know why I tried to go around again, I was whipped and probably near heat exauhstion from struggling with the bike. I tried an alternate for one of the hills, got messed up walking the stuck bike over a small log, slipped back, and my right elbow/forearm landed on the still-spinning rear wheel.
Didn't tear the jersey, but my forearm is still swollen and now turning nice shades of purple and black.
What do I do? I keep riding. Then, I finally was so beat I couldn't make it up part of one hill. I was literally panting at the side of the trail, and wanted nothing more than to go home. The sweeps came around, and pointed me and a couple other guys stuck there back down the hill, towards the finish. So, I got credited for 2 laps, even though I didn't finish the second. It didn't matter in the overall score, as I still ended up 5th out of 7th. (The last two women did not complete 1 lap). Evidently, it is just my crappy riding, as the top woman did 4 laps. (She's been winning every race so far)
I did not have fun, and I bet the club guys who put on the race didn't have fun, as they had to put 4 people on every hill to clear the bottlenecks. Dave fared somewhat better, completing 5 laps and getting 13th in his class. We both felt physically ill, and napped for an hour when we got home.
I've always assumed that things would get easier the longer I'd been riding, but it doesn't seem to be happening for me right now.
I hate weekends like that. :think
Again, I ask, why do we do this?
I stink. I can't ride this junk. I did 2 laps, (acutally, only 1.5), of the dumbest HS ever entered. There were A & B riders all over some of these hills, and it was a mess from the start, with bottlenecks everywhere. Many riders did not even finish one lap, including two women. Nice.
If it weren't for spectator and club member help, I wouldn't have finished the first lap. I don't know why I tried to go around again, I was whipped and probably near heat exauhstion from struggling with the bike. I tried an alternate for one of the hills, got messed up walking the stuck bike over a small log, slipped back, and my right elbow/forearm landed on the still-spinning rear wheel.
Didn't tear the jersey, but my forearm is still swollen and now turning nice shades of purple and black.
What do I do? I keep riding. Then, I finally was so beat I couldn't make it up part of one hill. I was literally panting at the side of the trail, and wanted nothing more than to go home. The sweeps came around, and pointed me and a couple other guys stuck there back down the hill, towards the finish. So, I got credited for 2 laps, even though I didn't finish the second. It didn't matter in the overall score, as I still ended up 5th out of 7th. (The last two women did not complete 1 lap). Evidently, it is just my crappy riding, as the top woman did 4 laps. (She's been winning every race so far)
I did not have fun, and I bet the club guys who put on the race didn't have fun, as they had to put 4 people on every hill to clear the bottlenecks. Dave fared somewhat better, completing 5 laps and getting 13th in his class. We both felt physically ill, and napped for an hour when we got home.
I've always assumed that things would get easier the longer I'd been riding, but it doesn't seem to be happening for me right now.
I hate weekends like that. :think
Again, I ask, why do we do this?