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Didn't Puke

Sunday, November 10, 2013

I raced some cx today. Friday night, a couple buds harassed me into signing up for the 4/5 race at Cap City's Smith Farms race. God, it hurt.

My cardio conditioning since August has consisted of 1) 1 fifteen minute lap at Lionhearts CX in early September, and 2) the Little Miami Triathlon in early October. Strength training has consisted of 100 pushups per day since November 1. So, of course it made sense to go race some cross.

I had a 90 minute drive to the race. The whole way there, I was so nervous my stomach was in knots. I got there and got checked in and didn't see my buds. I started to think I had got punked. I kept wondering just exactly what the hell I was doing up there. It was chilly and windy. A half hour before the race, I got on the bike and started riding around the starting area. It was here that I met up with my buds. I still had no idea why I was there.

I warmed up and made my way to the starting grid. Still, no idea. After call ups and some last minute instructions from the official, I heard the magic words, "30 seconds" and then the whistle. We were off.

The start was along a paved stretch with a left hand turn onto the grass. We were well onto the grass before I was in last place. This pleased me. Not being in last, but making it onto the grass before so was a good sign. At one point on the first lap I was very close to two guys in front of me. If I wasn't dying, I probably could have caught them. Well into the second lap, I was close to catching one of those guys. Then, the leaders started lapping me.

When the lapping begins, I pull off to the side and let the groups go by. I have no desire to get in the way of the leaders. Today, it gave me an excuse to take a breather. The course was mostly flat. There were a couple of short, steep hills that I have ridden in the past. Not today. I didn't care. I was in a race. My heart rate was pegged. My lungs were on fire. It was great.

I got three laps in. The winner got 5. He lapped me for the second time just a few yards shy of the finish. Only one of my buds, (teammate) lapped me. My other bud was the only person who didn't lap me.

I had three goals for the race today. 1) Finish. 2) Don't get lapped by my bud. 3) Don't puke. The only one that was in doubt was the last. In fact, it wasn't until I got home and had a bowl of Grape Nuts and the post race nausea went away. Damn, that was fun. Can't wait to do it again.
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    There's a lot to be said for not puking! Sounds like fun though. Glad you got out there.
    2815 days ago
  • BILL60
    We are masochists and love it. Isn't that weird?
    2815 days ago
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