We’re about to leave for a month-long trip back east, which means Saturday’s cyclocross race was the only one for me this year. Too bad because this race was not up my alley. A very wet and super-slick course, combined with lots of tight turns, put bike-handling at a premium. I prefer lung-busting courses. After I crashed twice, hit one tree, and skidded out on numerous corners, I decided that not getting hurt was more important than doing well. So I backed off the throttle and just tried to survive. In that respect, the race was a success. But the white-knuckle experience made me a little less sad that I will miss the rest of the series.
RESULTS – ArcticCross #1
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