First off, there was this thing:
This is "The Orange Crush" and it's a bitch. If there was ever something that made you realize that you take too long to clip in, this is it. You've got roughly 6 feet up there before plummeting down the ramp...
Here are some of my thoughts, recollections and observations from the clinic:
- Water is good, drink lots of it.
- the sun is hot.
- When you are being lapped by a really fast, elite level rider, they make very little noise.
- I'm damn glad my bike has an aluminum steerer. There were a couple of my transitions coming off the ramp of "The Orange Crush" where, if my steerer had been carbon, I think it would have snapped and my face would have gotten intimate with the grassy substrate.
- I love to hit myself in the head with my saddle when shouldering the bike. In fact, it's my favorite thing to do.
- For those of us who are less than stellar bike-handlers, some sections are just easier to run
- I hate running.
- Barriers are fun.
- I jump WAAYY too high on my remount - if not remedied, this may, one day, give me what I like to refer to as "the poor-man's vasectomy".
- When I'm truly suffering (as I was during the last 3-4 laps of the 40 minute practice race), well wishes and words of encouragement only serve to further demoralize me.
- Tuberculosis originated at a cyclocross race during the 1600's.
- I love Challenge Fango tires.
- I want a new bike.
- I have what's know as "Monkey Arms".
- PB&J is not a good pre-race food.
- Fig Newtons are amazing.
- After a long day of riding, I crave sweets and baked goods like a son-of-a-bitch (such as chocolate chip cookies and carrot cake).
- I hate cyclocross.
- I like things that make me suffer.
- I love cyclocross.