i made some dumb moves and it cost us in the end. thanks to my team for not grilling me on my stupid racing.
so to punish myself (cause that's what crazy "type A" bike racers do) i rode home to boulder.
sparky was nice enough to join me for the beginning of the ride until we hit loveland.
when sparky turned around it was just me and the open road...
well... me, the open road, and my melted snickers.
i finally turned the corner to my house running on fumes, when i saw sara with vin, hayden, and a large dump truck walking down the street.
it was nice to see smiling faces after my epic ride. i feel much better now after the ride. i'm glad i did it.
the men's vc team did well in their race, alan mccormack won, my jon 4th, and "captain t" 9th. jon rode to ft. collins with jon baker, raced, and then rode home. now that is straight up crazy.
3 comments:
Was it a King Size Snickers?
Jon looks like he lost 10 lbs today.j
Oh man, Beth, I did that last year!! It was so fun. I think that was my favorite ride of the summer.
Post a Comment