Jumped back on the bike last night after nearly a week off to race the Seward Park Crit Series. I’ve been rolling up for the 5:30 race, which is directed at beginners, because it fits so well with my schedule and because I think I can compete quite well with the 5:30 guys. In other words I think that I can actually place, if not win, a race or two. I ended up with a sixth or seventh place finish last night, but it was a rough ride.
I suppose as my experience level has increased I’ve become less and less tolerant of insane, inattentive and downright dangerous riding. Of the thirty or so guys and gals who lined up at 5:30 there were three who I trusted.
Standing up and throwing your bike backwards on a short hill in a tight pack, riding with your hands on the top bars during a crit or wondering all over the road while taking pulls on a water bottle during a 30 minute race that’s all nuts. I guess I’m becoming a bit of a snob, but I guess a bit of snobbery is justified when your health is contingent upon the skills and awareness of those around you. From now on it’s the 6:00 race for me.
On the other hand, I actually raced yesterday to win. I doubt that anyone has ever won a bike race by accident (unless there was a huge accident). If you are going to win, you have to go out with the goal of winning. You have to roll up to the starting line, look around and say to yourself, “I’m as good as or better than anyone here.” If you want results you have to believe in yourself.
Tomorrow I head across Puget Sound to race the Stottlemeyer 30 mile mountain bike event. This will be my first endurance event since the 2008 Ironman.