For the next two months I'm staying pretty close to home before the winter fat bike season. But I still managed to put together a pretty full fall race schedule for my coach. Lots of short, hard workouts that I am fully prepared to do with tired legs.
This past Sunday was the first Kisscross cyclocross race of the season. I woke up, ate breakfast and rode over to the course. My legs were tired. I was tired. It was a little worrisome to feel that way riding slowly since I knew that cyclocross racing is all-out-non-stop-intensity. I just reminded myself that I was going for a good workout and started mentally prepping for pain...and puke...and possibly bleeding from the eyeballs.
I don't have a cross bike so I raced it on my mountain bike...
I considered practicing my dismounts and mounts the day before but I never got around to it. I figured that it would "all come back to me." I was wrong about that and I have lots of people who witnessed me repeatedly tripping over the barriers to back me up!
The course was freaking hard. There was a double hill that kicked my butt. I could climb and descend the first hill with no problem, but then there was a barrier half-way up the second hill that forced us all off of our bikes.
I hated that barrier!!!! I love this picture because it captures just how mad I was at that barrier placement! Ha ha, I look like I'm having a angry stare down with it! Also, great form right???? So much for a dismount...I might have just as well walked my bike up :-)
I'm not sure what my overall placing was but I did finish as the first female. I plan to do as many of the kisscross races as possible, because cyclocross hurts so good! It's a whole different type of racing then what I am used to. I never feel like I'm going to make it to the finish line, but once I'm over all I can think about is when the next one is.
Afterwards my coach had me scheduled for more riding but first I headed over to Rowster's for a coffee soda. I needed to be revitalized after the race.