BB#1

The race this weekend: BB#1

I went for a ride with will on Saturday. My legs were wasted. I had to turn it into a recovery spin. Sunday morning came around and I was nervous for some reason. I got up before the alarm. I slept well do to the fact I had a melatonin before I went to bed. But didn't feel rested. I wondered around the house in a fog and tried to get my things together. 5am comes early. Will and I left my house about 6am in hunt for coffee. I didn't realize that we were looking for a place where Jesus himself served coffee. Man that dude is a coffee snob! I don't get it but ok dude let's wait out in the cold for 20 min and wait for the coffee shop to open. With coffee and muffin in hand we finally head toward the race. We arrived early about 7ish and they are still setting everything up. Our launch time... 9:10. I step out of the car and there is a smell in the air that I had forgotten about the odor of porta-potty's percolating in the air that is so common at these and all races. I have brewed up a lil concoction and I've got to hit the porta potty.

My plan was to stay put the whole day and not go up the road. I did and it was difficult for sure. I was able to save my legs for the finish and get a fourth place. That was enough points to put into the threes. Stoked.