After a crazy good Thanksgiving, a busy week at work, and lots of training, here it is: the final race before holiday break. And I'm sick. The plan was to use the first half of the season as "base", train like the dickens through New Year, then get back into the racing stronger than ever. I still think I can do it, and I'm still aiming for a top-half finish, but it will likely not be tomorrow.
Tomorrow will be about limiting loss, which is also good training. I may not win, but I can sure as hell sprint for 21st!!! As cruddy as I feel, I'm looking forward to it. It will be fun to try a new course, a new series, and see how the folks in Georgia do it. I went out today in Peachtree City, and rode the paved trails around there. I found a little church with a couple of railroad ties and a sandy volleyball court perched on a little hill - perfect for run-ups into sand! And perfect going the other way - sand into a downhill remount... actually I'm terrified of the downhill remount, but that's for another post.
Speaking of remounts, I've been practicing them too. Like, a lot. But I can't seem to get rid of the stutter-step. Something about jumping back on the saddle still frightens me, not that I've ever had anything go wrong. I'm good at a slow jog, but anything faster and my self-preservation "put-a-foot-down reflex" kicks in. It's another thing to work on during my mini-break.
I will race tomorrow in Dallas, Georgia, and probably get it handed to me again. But, phlegm and all, I'm still holding out hope. Maybe the course will be a twisty, muddy, slow slog, and work against the roadies. If so, I really believe I have a shot at 50%. Wish me luck!
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