No one ever wants to follow Jack’s eloquently stated race reports, but here it goes: firstly, my wife is incredibly curious as to how Jack has any recollection of the pain of childbirth. Secondly, the lost 12 lbs. are not lost: I found them!
The race itself was as expected. Rough and tough due to a lack of riding over the winter months. The uphills were horrid but I pedaled through it, keeping in mind the words of Dory from Nemo “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming…”
My race time was 2:31, and I did not even check to see what place I was in. I was a winner for finishing, right? At one particular corner I was greeted enthusiatically with a duck call (that was a first in my racing expriences) and later got to meet and find out the identity of the mystery duck caller. Apparently he can only be a good luck charm for one person at a time and today wasn’t my day.
There was a great Team Active/WSI showing. And a big thanks to Jack for bringing the rehydration beverages for post race.
Charles