Flats are for suckers (and I am apparently a sucker)
Ahhhhhhhhhh! This was my race, sort of. Today at Barton I felt soooooooooooo good. I felt so good that I tore a hole in my beautiful rear tubular tire on lap 5 of the Men’s A race, just as I was making my big move. I had to run run run, then decided to get a pit wheel and finish. The pit wheel didn’t fit, my brakes were pinned against the rim, it wouldn’t shift, but I still rode the last two laps as hard as I could, and ran up the hills even harder. After the race I realized that I also put a hole in my front tubular, so now I have two very fancy and very flat tires. Ugh.
This was my first “mechanical” of the season. It happens, oh well. But damn, I was going fast, and the race was so fun! Thanks to everyone for sticking around and cheering for me, you all make me smile a big muddy grin. Even though the result does not reflect it properly, I was happy with the portion of my race when I was really racing.
Good job everyone!
