One final update before we head up to the mountains tomorrow in advance of the Courage Classic this weekend! First and foremost, the stats: Celeste and I are now at $1,420 raised for Children’s Hospital, thank you all so very much for your generosity! We are still reaching for that elusive goal of $2,000, so if you’re still considering making a donation on our behalf, you have another day. Once again for your convenience, here are the links:
For the rest of the day leading up to the race I was vaguely regretting my decision. I participated in another of Jeanie’s insane boot-camp workouts that morning so my legs were not fresh at all. I did not relish the thought of being dead last, I felt like I should try nonetheless. Besides, I felt a little like an ambassador from the Trail Runners to the Bike Riders. Again, it's important to go and do things outside of your comfort zone. Mission accomplished.
Jimmy Dan was there, and showed me where to pin my re-usable number (they expect me to do more races, I presume? Ok then!). As usual these days, the sky was filled with thunderous, murderous intent, with bands of rain to the north, and a particularly malevolent looking storm approaching from the south. This set me on edge as I awaited my start. The route we were to race featured by my count 4 distinct steep climbs, each over 10% grade I think, and 3 harrowing descents. One hill in particular unnerved me; the North Dam. This hill is a straight shot down the east side of the north dam of Horsetooth. I think some of the other hills actually have steeper sections, but none of them match the North Dam’s sustained difficulty and pitch. Compounding this was the very real possibility that we might get rained on, and the road might be wet during the descent of this hill.
Yeah I've got a number on and everything. It's legit.
Celeste makes fun of me for being so competitive, but it draws out the best in me. I would never push it that hard on these hills if I wasn’t participating in some sort of competition on them. I would never know what I was capable of. I managed to finish somewhere in the middle of the pack on the ride, which I was very happy about. I think I know my strengths, or strength; hills. Bring ‘em on.
Now the courage classic is not a competition, it’s a charity ride. I’ll try very hard not to treat it as a competition. Quite frankly I find it to be bad form to treat a charity ride as a competition. No one cares if you’re riding at the front of the pack on a charity ride, you kind of look like a jerk doing that, actually. But I think I’m ready for the event, and I’m really looking forward to all the climbs that this event has to offer. So once again and once and for all, thank you all for your support, and for reading along with the blog, and I’ll try to fire off an update this weekend while we’re up there riding and having fun. Thanks!
Ziggy Played Guitaaaaaaah!