I was having a really good race tonight at Fifth Street tonight, sitting second wheel behind Jasen and rolling away from the rest of the race when I blew a flat and had to retire form the race. Boy was that disappointing. At least I feel like I'm getting the hang of piloting a bike around a 'cross course. I made up for the sad end to the race with ample drink following the race, undoing any good work that I'd done on the bike tonight.
I'll give it another go on Saturday, when I face off against Yozell at the first day of Bear Creek 'Cross. I wonder who'll win...
As I mentioned the other day, Travis accompanied me to HPCX last weekend, and took a few photos. Here were the best of the bunch:
The key advantage to nearly getting lapped:
I was the first to the power washer.