This morning I rode the first time trial race since before deployment. The French call this race contre la montre, against the watch. It is my least favorite kind of racing--alone, curled up into the smallest space possible and suffering at the highest speed you can maintain.
This time trial was short, just 11 miles. It was very windy. The course was South-North out and back along a road that parallels the beach on the Chesapeake Bay near Delaware City. The wind was above 20mph with gusts out of the west. It was a side wind in both directions sometimes turning into a brief head or tail wind when the road twisted.
It was very cold and I got up late so I did not warm up very much--about 10 minutes. I should warm up for a half hour and some of my best results came with an hour warm up. I don't know where I finished, but I feel bad enough at 9pm tonight that I know I tried very hard.
No racing next weekend, I have to play Army. It will be a whole weekend of change of command ceremonies and awards, so I will be taking pictures for the entire weekend.
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