Ann, Emily, Vanessa, and I raced in Cat 4 women at San Ardo last weekend (can you spot Emily and me in this photo?). It was two laps of a 24-ish mile loop starting and ending in San Ardo, California. The results haven't been posted online yet as far as I can tell, but I'm pretty sure I came in last.
I stayed with the pack for the first lap, but then fell off at the beginning of lap two. I tried too hard to get back on, which compounded my two big(gest) mistakes during lap one, which were: (1) not drinking enough, and (2) pulling for too long on the backstretch coming back in to San Ardo.
Vanessa also fell off the pack about the same time I did, so she and another woman and I all worked together to get back to the finish. Actually they both worked harder than I did, because I didn't have anything left (see above) and was a pathetic whiny mess. By the time we got near the finish line, we all told each other we probably weren't going to have anything left to sprint with. But then we all tried anyway. I could have out-sprinted the other woman, but I let her cross the line before me because she really did much more work than I did on the second loop. I guess that's not very competitive of me, but whatever. Does it really matter whether I come in dead last, or just second to dead last?
Ann and Emily fared much better -- Ann made top 10 for sure, and might have been #8 or #6, she thought. Emily stayed with the pack the whole ride so probably didn't do too badly either. Vanessa was much cheerier than at Winters, and actually seemed to be enjoying herself.
Weather was warm but not nearly as hot as Winters the weekend before. Everyone but me agreed that they liked San Ardo much better than Winters. If I hadn't felt so awful, I might have agreed with them as well. Maybe if I'm still racing next year, I'll give it another shot then.
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