Didn't stay for the fire woks and went to bed at 11pm to get up at 5am and be at Mohican ready to ride at 7:30. What a pain when the alrm went off, I almost stayed home thinking I could go later. But I couldn't pass off a beating from Ken and Ray. We took off and luckily Ken always sets a good warm-up pace for a few miles instead of taking off like a maniac like "others" we ride with do. Once they felt warm enough the pace started to pick up but not me, I needed the whole damm trail to warm-up. I would have been happy to ride at the warm-up pace the entire 25 miles. Very little sleep and food you are not used to eating the night before will do that for you. I was in pain, my back was killing me but there'was no way I was going to let them know I was suffering. If I did, they probably would have picked up the pace to make me suffer more, they are real nice guys I swear. Once at the top of the mountain I found some relief and was able to recover some on the way down. Every little climb was starting to bother me now and they pu a little gap on me on the last rock garden strech and I thought about bagging it there and just ride at my own place but I refused to quit or slow down, I chased hard for half a mile until I caught up and rode together the last few miles. Good hard ride with good company. At times it was like a freight train going through the woods, each one of us glued to each others wheels at race pace.
Today I just went out for an easy 1.5 hrs at Reagan park to strech the legs and recover from yesterday. I was able to just enjoy the ride at an easy pace. And I'm glad it was arecovery day, it was 91 when I rode today.
A couple more semi-hard days this week and then slow it down until race day on Sunday in Damascus, Virginia.
Have a great week.
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