Cross season has long been over for me, but what has been over for even longer is writing race reports. It seems sort of pointless now, but the slightly OCD side of me wants to have every race accounted for.
Schooly Mill: A crash took out the leaders shortly after the start, so I found myself in 4th for a while, but everyone was ok and it wasn’t long before Cheryl Sornson made her way back to the front and they were off. The first lap or two were pretty fun since I had some people to go back and forth with, usually I am just riding alone. Eventually we spread out and I spent the rest of the race trying to chase down the woman ahead of me. I would make up serious time on the big hill on each lap, but then lose it all over the barriers. I finished in the money at my first Super 8 race, but I was only 10 seconds off 6th place. 10 seconds that could easily be made up with more practice. I’ll try and remember that for next year.
Rockburn: I planned on racing both Saturday and Sunday of this weekend, but as my motivation declined, I scaled it back to just Rockburn. After making a few wrong turns on the drive, having a terrible time finding parking, and have the worst port-a-potty experience I’ve had since a Dave Matthews concert in high school, I made it to the start as a bigger ball of nerves than usual. I had a decent start, but I was soon last. Kind of my usual thing. The group stayed together for the entire prologue, and I had several people to go back and forth with for the first lap until it spread out more on the second. I passed two people on the first lap and spent the last few laps trying to chase down 8th place but it didn’t happen. I finished about as close to the leaders as I have all season, but still in about the same place.
Capital ‘Cross Classic: I was pretty much mentally checked out of racing by the time Capital ‘Cross arrived. Too bad, as it is one of my favorite races and put on by my team. By the time my race was about to start, the snow was coating the ground and the mud was starting to thaw. People like to tell me that races like this will be good for me because I am a mountain biker. What they fail to realize however is that everyone else is a better mountain biker.