Well that was an interesting experience. Where to begin. A couple of weeks ago, I hooked up with a cat 4/5 rider for one of the local teams. We rode about 30 miles together and he strongly urged me to come out to the local crit series near my house. A couple of Wed's ago I cruised down on my bike to check out the scene. It didn't look that bad. So today I decided to ride back and give it a whirl. I actucally saw the guy I had met a few weeks earlier and he give me a few pointers. Right before the start he got moved up to another flight.
Anyway we took our neutral lap, and things got under way. My plan was to head towards the back to try and avoid any carnage (Nice plan, right) Anyway about 4 laps in, I'm starting to pick a few guys off here and there. I had no expecation of hanging on the front. I was at 87-90% MHR. Just when I'm starting to feel comfortable, I come around one of the sharper corners and get way too wide. I take a little spill in the grass that's there. Instantly, I'm off the back. I get back on my bike and make another lap and I'm starting to catch another guy that's off the back. About that time the "C" flight catches me (they had a 2 min head start) so I ease up and let them go by (I was way to slow to hang with that group). A few corners later, there was a tight R/L chicane. I make it around the chicane and I'm just about headed straight when WHAM!!!! I'm on the deck. I jump up as quick as I can, and scoot out of the way. My arm and hip are throbbing. The course offical comes over and asks if I'm ok and urges me to have the paramedic check me out. Nice case of road rash. A minute or two later and some alcohol swabs to clean out the dirt and grime and I'm good, but out of the race. The owner of the shop where I work came over and we were talking and he gave me some words of encouragement. We shared a laugh. I'm not really sure what happened, but he guessed I caught a pedal. About that time WHAM!, another rider hits the deck in almost the exact same spot as me. (that made me feel slightly better about my bike handling skills..) I think 3 folks wrecked there tonight. Two in the C/D flight and one in the A/B flight.
About that time my buddy I had ridden with comes coasting in. I asked him what was up and he had flatted. After I asked him what he was running and when he said 10 speed I said take my wheel. He was racing for something, and I wasn't He popped it on and took off, I don't know how he finished, but he was really grateful. We were talking afterwards and he and his buddies invited me to join their racing club. That was a plus, and made me feel better. He really like my wheel too. It's an american classic CR420 and he said he could really feel the difference with it. I was just glad to be able to help him. I rode home after the race (about 10 miles generally up hill and into a stiff wind, to add insult to injury.)
To make this post fit in the training session. I made it just under 10 mins (it was a 30 min crit) before I wrecked out. Avg speed over that time was 21.35. I didn't look at my max speed, but would guess it was near 30. I felt I was able to handle the speed and surges OK. I didn't thin I was going to the front, but I didn't feel like I was going to get droped either (well, until I wrecked 😉 ). There was a stiff wind up the middle part of the course that I pulled myself on every lap I was closing the gap to the guys in front of me, but never got close enough to really get the benefit. My biggest problem, fitness wise, was I felt dehydrated right off the get go. I had quite the cottonmouth. I might have been nerves. I didn't feel comfortable at those speeds and proximity to the other riders to take a drink either.
I'm guessing I should take the bike in for a tune up? The shop guy glanced it over and said it wasn't hurt too bad. The shifters and grip tape and the read skewer got a bit scuffed, but other than that it seems the bike came out better than me.
So I guess you folks want to see the damage I did to myself, huh. Well if you're not grossed out by blood, click the following
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Well, that was my baptism by fire. I was surprised how nice everyone was to me as a noobie racer. Before I went out I called a buddy of mine back east who has done lots of racing and he said, "Remeber, keep the rubber side down." I should have done a better job listening to him 😉 All in all, I had fun and that what it is all about. I hope you enjoyed the story.