Today was the first race of the season! I nearly didn't bother to go. The weather forecast was predicting 1"-3" of snow locally with more up North (the race was in Newark, NJ). When I woke up @ 4:45am and looked out the window, no snow! That was a good sign, but it was pouring rain and in the 30s. I looked at the weather map and it looked like rain in Northern NJ that would pass sometime in the morning. I suck it up and head on out.
When I arrived at the race course, all the snow had been washed away by the pouring rain with just some slush on the sides of the road. Great, no snow, but it was 34 degrees and pouring! I grab my number, take a crap, and then pretend to warm up. I didn't bring my trainer and I really didn't feel like riding around in the freezing rain until I had to.
I always liked this course. It is a 30 mile circuit race (6 laps) with a power hill that leads into a 180 turn and has a 1.5 mile slightly downhill finish. In addition to the day of race prizes, this year there is also a season long overall series. This series is held on each Saturday for the entire month of March (5 races this year).
All I can say, is that I could not feel my face for the first 20 minutes of the race. The rain and wet spray with the cold weather completely numbed up my face. When that feeling started coming back, I lost feeling in the toes and fingers. Those who know me, know I hate cold weather riding and I had problems getting the legs going. Typical Cat 3/4 race with some very fast paces then slow down and fast. I rode up to another sprinter with 1/2 a lap to go and told him I just couldn't sprint today. Someone takes off solo with about 2 miles to go (he would hold it and win by inches). ~500m from the line my sprinter auto-pilot takes over and I muscle my way up into 5th place in line. At about 400m, someone sprints to the very front and starts leading out the pack. Of course he blew big time and completely sat up coming back at us at like 10 mph slower (must have been a Cat 4). He came very close to taking out about 4 of us who where just about to ramp up our sprint. 10 people instantly surge past us. Oh, crap, there goes my chance at a good placing. I put my head down and do my best to pick my way through those who were able to surge past me. I end up getting 6th overall. Guess what? Dick spot as it paid 5 deep. At least I salvaged a decent placing, got some points for the overall, and placed when I wasn't even going to try.
Oh yeah, when I got the car packed up and was waiting for results, the sun came out...
There's a couple of races on the schedule tomorrow, but its too early to do back to back races and I think I'll just go for a ride.