Pedal, unclip, flip leg across/behind bike, nearly eat shit hopping a barrier, fling yourself back on the bike, pedal, clip, repeat.
I forgot how much fun cyclocross is!
And it only gets better racing. Let me describe a typical race for you:
First fifteen minutes - Contemplate hurking as you push yourself WAAAYYY beyond your limits.
Next fifteen minutes - Remember that it's perfectly normal to want to ralph. You felt like this in every other race.
Rest of the race - I have no idea. Everyone is too hypoxic at this point to do those unimportant things like record what's going on to their memory banks.
And then.....finish! YAY! Now we can greet our adoring fans with dried spittle plastered to our chins, and an outline of a burst snot bubble across our faces like the gigantic impact of a phlegmatic meteor upon the planet You. Just kidding, the fans don't care about you, cause you garnered the dubious podium spot of third from last.
All facetiousness aside, I do love cross. It's absolutely ridiculous, and therefore fun.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
'Cross Practice
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I've got my first race of the season this sunday... on the nationals course!
Nats in KC baby... it's going to be sweet.
Yo, I just had an awesome wine from Traverse City, MI. It was really really good, and only $14 a bottle. The best part was the name...."Naughty Red Wine" - Alicia picked it out.....that's what I call good shopping. It's only for sale in MI I should mail you some.
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