I've been having a hard time this mountain bike season, because the move up in category has doubled the length of my races. I have had trouble with getting my fueling right to where I am not either bonking or getting sloshy stomach. I also haven't adjusted to having the whole men's pro/cat 1 field lap me, causing me to have to stop many times to let them pass. Ugh. I have gotten discouraged.
To pick up my spirits, I thought that I might do a time trial (road) today. I went to the GA Cup TT #3 in Gillsville, GA, near Gainesville. Baron, my eleven year old German Shepherd couldn't make up his mind this morning about pottying, which added to my late departure. After a rediculously fast drive, I got to the race at 7:30, fifteen minutes before registration closed. It was freezing. There was some sort of mix up with the women's start times, and several of them started early. I was started on time. The course was fantastic. It was on a low travel country road. The hills were neither long nor steep, which made me happy. As I rode along, I noticed that my heart rate wasn't going up into the 170s like it normally does during a race. My legs were tired from riding more than usual in the past week. I guess my legs were so tired that they couldn't go fast enough to get my heart rate up and get me breathing hard. Hmmm. I was third, which was last, but I had fun, and at least I was competetive. If I had pushed harder, I know I could have been faster, so I am going to show up with rested legs and let it all out at the next GA Cup TT in Juliette, GA.
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