Monday, May 8, 2006


5:59am
I sit in the on deck chairs. I feel like ass. I have vomited, which isn’t unusual for me in these events, and I feel pretty much like death warmed over. Joel (Gwadzilla), comments, “how’s the race going? You look pretty good except for you know the bags under your eyes, and your pale skin.”

A magical thing happens at 6:00, it’s called dawn. And with the dawn comes a rebirth in these races. Although I felt horrible sitting there, and I really struggled for the next quarter of a lap, my stomach, my body, hell my bike really woke up. Everything came together. I put in my next two laps, the later of the two my best lap of the race thus far.

We open up a 17 minute gap. Lauri goes out and does what she does best. Dominate and seal the deal She throws down and the gap is up to 22 minutes. .

1 comment:

JB said...

Lauri passed me that lap. I lost traction on an uphill root, dabbed and she was by me and gone before I even knew she was there. You all rode a great race. Well done.
I love Lodi. You should check out 18 hours of Scouts Honor in August. "Only" another 1.5 hours down the road. Same vibe, better facilities. C U at da races.