Six miles into the rain soaked race course, near the Menonite town of Kalona, two riders went down to the right of me as we hit an unforseen mud covered section of the road. It was a miserable day to race a bicycle, but aren't they all in the spring here in Iowa. Thirty-nine miles of open road covered with rain, mud patches, and horse poop. I survived the first thirteen miles only to miss the break. I sprinted like a mad man and caught the breakaway group only to find I'd redlined my heart rate right before a nice climb. I fell back, joined another dropped group and outsprinted them at the finish line. It was a "character" building day at the Iowa City Road Race.
The next day I raced the Old Capitol Criterium in Iowa City. It was, again, wet and rainy. I had a bad start beacause I couldn't get my shoe clipped in the pedal, so I played catch up for two or three laps. Just when things were looking good and I was deep in the pack again, a group of riders went down to the right of me on the "wet", 30mph, down hill right turn. They all came skidding right at me. I had to take the curb to miss them and found myself out of the lead pack draft..aaaaarrrgh! I ended up hanging on with a couple of the other riders and ended up with seventeenth place. But hey, the beer was sure good while I watched the rest of the categories race! Jodi was great, she and others cheered for me the whole time. She took a ton of pics and even got in a little shopping.
Here's some more pics for ya.
This last pic is what happens to you when not enough oxygen gets to your brain!
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