Fast. Technical turns and streets. Second position for the last two laps and riding super strong. Made my sprint move and a rider from behind me yelled at me so loud and panic-stricken that it scared me out of my move, balance and momentum. His violent screaming turned into my bad luck. I should have just kept pedaling but it was just so scary thinking someone was going to run into me. He didn’t. We rolled across the line not even racing and I still got in the top 18?
Good cool down in between.
Masters 35+ 3/4
More comfortable pace. Smaller field. First double race day. Cool. A little tired. Raced really well. Made my move a little late? Placed 7th. Felt great sprinting. Crunching from the core with light feet and gaining momentum all the way to the line. I’ve visualized feeling that laying in bed so that it would happen in a race. And it did….