This morning I woke up at 0430 to drive 2 1/2 hours to a time trial race. The 20km race was the Master State Championship. It's not my favorite kind of race but I need the practice for the qualifying races for the National Senior Games. I also volunteered to help clean up after the race since it was jointly sponsored by my race team, BiKyle/Mazur Coaching, and the Quaker City Wheelmen.
My start time was 0835:30. I started warming up at eight. I felt really good after the warmup. The course was out and back beside a lake. It started gently uphill then rolled through a series of rolling up and hills and flats. I started fast and felt good, 26mph on the initial, hill 29mph on the flat. I was flying, probably too fast. But it didn't matter because 1/2 mile inI hit one of the little rocks on the edge of the road and heard--hissssssssssssssssss.
And my race was over.
