Whew! What a week. Life has been a bit of a roller coaster of late in many areas. One sad note is the passing of my black lab Corky. He'd been having a lot of trouble with his back legs over the last 6 months and intermittent problems with bowel control. My mom and dad were trying to keep him comfortable. But, alas, he started bleeding out last Wednesday, so they had to escort him to the big beach in the sky. :( But, he had a good, long life of 15 years and got to spend his golden years on the Central Coast being loved and pampered to the greatest extent possible. So, no regrets there.
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So, Saturday marked my first foray into the world of MTB racing. I dragged myself down to Ft. Ord for the 9 am beginner race. Well, I'll just say that the race they put on there is a class act, and a total blast. I had a ton of fun.
I got really good position at the start and was 3rd into the single track. I was able to hold position for a while. But, inevitably, my lack of skills slowed me down, and I got swarmed when the trail widened out at the first point. But, I circled for the remainder of the 3 laps, getting a bit more skilled each time. I'd never ridden sand or burms before, so I got to try a lot of newness. I was the last finisher in our field - down 24 minutes. But, that's not really what it's all about. After I learn to ride the bike, then I can think about strategy and tactics and placing and stuff.
Good times. I'll try to get some photos from Velogirl, who showed up a little extra-early for her race so she could cheer me on.