I had a pretty good registration number and got pretty close to the front during the line up. The announcer called 30 seconds, and luckily I was clipped in and she blew the whislte...no ten to go, nothing, a few people were caught off gaurd. The race up the road was pretty good, had a good position going into the dirt/grass and maintained that until the first little uphill twist downhill to the barriers. I remember seeing a few people get tangled and made it through the first few sections unscathed. Lap 2, more riders were going by me on anything that was flat, but the downhills were easy and the twistys before the sand pit was fun and the tires held up well, great grip and I could carry a fair amount of speed into almost all turns.
The sand pit was my undoing though. Not only can I not run but I could not get that stuff out of my shoes. The soles of my shoes were so caked with sand that i couldn't clip in that entire back section. I would go into the ride up and down hill before the ball field backstop with out having a shoe clipped in, what a pain. I even removed some of the tread a few nights before in hopes that it would shed dirt/sand easier. I hooked up with the crazy Keltic rider (he road through the sand pit twice) and exchanged positions with another rider (Dave - he had a good support chearing section - Zoo?), for the remainder of the race. I was at the limit just about every lap, a few times I would sit on and try and control my breathing and that helped but also at the same time, I would give up positions. I had set pretty liberal goals, not to get lapped and not to DNF. So in that regard, I met the goals. The bike help up well, no mechanicals, still shifting crisp despite the whole drivetrain being beat up.
Sections that i could have improved up would have been the run up, i kept taking a wide line through and then having to regain the lost spot or two on the downhill to the back stretch by the pit. A few times I was able to sneak back a few riders on the twisty section by the ball field, only to loose those spots back on the road. It was a solid day.
GLOUCESTER DAY 2
I really have to improve upon these race reports: here it goes
Woke up early enough to get the car packed, but then the little tornado and lady decided to go, so I had to unpack the one car and pack up the Family Truckster and head out albiet a few minutes late. Registration today was a breeze. Was able to get in two warm up laps and the course layout was identical but for whatever reason, the course seemed slower if that was possible. My starting position was pretty good, 2nd row. The whistle goes off and my start today was better than the previous days. Had a great entry into the grass and even held that going into the rocky path by the water but thats when the slide backward began and I was redlined. I couldn't be cooked this early. All those minutes of training, the week and a half off the bike..lungs filled with flemmy crud...crap. The little uphill I got rear ended the then crashed on the barriers) but no mechanical damage and going downhill toward the run-up, one rider really over cooked the turn and took out 20 feet of tape. Hit the run-up with pretty good speed but bobbled the clip in and lost more spots, was able to maintain my position past the pit area but that back stretch i think another 20-30 riders got past like i was standing still. Got into the twistys before the sand pit and got passed on the inside which threw my line off and more riders got past...sand pit, would I be able to clip back in was all over my mind. Cleats / pedals were good. (I siliconed the soles of my shoes the night before...smaht thinkin'). Still sliding backwards but not as fast. 2nd and 3rd lap were pretty similar, my legs were going good but definately lacked power and my HR would sky rocket too quickly so every few sections I had to back off to keep from vomiting, I was going into survival mode. Got passed by Dave (same guy from yesterday) and others who looked to be on good form. I did my best to sit on and hold wheels but certain sections played to my strengths but other sections just killed me. It wasn't until the 3rd lap that I noticed the wife and kid cheering, it was a pretty good feeling ( i think he had fun just yelling). On the 2nd to last lap I was with pretty much the same bunch of riders for a while just fighting to hang on and follow, you could definately see where each rider had better skills, some had power on the straights but couldn't turn with speed while others would clear the barriers with easy while others smacked each barrier with their rear wheel. While riding with that group I managed to gain on the last section by the ballfield and we hit the pavement for the final time. I got by one rider and clicked to a higher gear and really pushed it up the hill inching closer to another rider, who was going all out as well, clicked over to the big ring and got him at the line, fighting for such a lowly position may not mean much on paper but it was a mental victory none the less. Crossed the line, rolled through and almost passed out as two riders were off by the boulders getting rid of breakfast. Wasn't lapped, didn't DNF and managed not to finish last!