Jeff and I made it down to catch the end of the C-race, did a few laps, saw the B-race, did a few laps, warmed up during the masters race, and then prepared for 60 min of suffering.
Last year I didn't head down to this race simply because it was a bit too much to do after the Cinci UCI's and the mad rush of the early 'cx season. This year, without a good excuse to miss it, I decided to head down to the race for the first time since I was a junior. Interesting note about that one...back then Robert started the race over across the river and the bridge included two-way traffic to the crazy run-up, which was different than the one this year but similar in angle and magnitude. I was in the B's for that race (this must have been in 1998...) and in this particular day I was leading the race with about two laps to go. I remember coming around one of the corners by a tree near the finish line and coming upon a crazy guy on a road bike standing in the middle of the course. I nearly missed drilling "that guy" and yelled something so he would move from the course. I don't remember exactly how I finished the race, but what I do remember very clearly is "that guy" was in fact Frankie Andreau, who stopped by while on a ride. Whoops!
Well today didn't go much better, but at least I didn't try and run over anyone. I feel like I have a four cylinder and everyone else is running on 8 or 12. I didn't get last, but that was really only because Mark P blew a major gasket towards the end and not because of any super-human effort by me. I think I remember my lap times being relatively consistent, which is nice, but it would be nicer to take 10-20 seconds off each lap. I guess I have a long time to get better, but it would be nice to have a bit of that right now...
Next weekend is OFF and I plan on resting up for the Vet's Park / Iceman / USGP???