cross 11, draper

what a fantastic day it was.......the temperature was fantastic, the mood was great......the race was, well hard......as a result of all the BS stress i was going through somehow i managed to get some weird ass cold the day before our last series race. knowing me i showed up and race anyway, and i needed to, had a lot of pent up anger inside.

as for the race, got in a great warm-up, did the usual wardrobe change, headed to the line...cooled down.......... i got a lousy start, i mean i was close to dead last at the top of the hill. after i finally made it to the top of the hill, i dropped the hammer and started picking people off. was easy as i think everyone was beat after that hill. before i knew it i was with yount, pratt and robby. we all tried to work together for a bit but couldn't make it happen. pratt and i left yount and robby behind, then after pratt's "recovery" through the singletrack section he took off up the hill and i couldn't stick with him.... i tried, hard..... as it shook out 2 punk ass biatches got me at the line (uphill finish), i just didn't have anything left at the top of that bastard and i knew tt was trying to egg me and the other guy on.. oh well. as it stands 23rd for me, which i think is the or close to the best finish of the season. pratt was 3 ahead, yount was 4 behind......

after the race, can you say dry heaving, and i was not alone.......i think if my lungs weren't so attached they would have come out......then things settled down quite a bit, did the usual, then came home and went to work for the rest of the day.......

think the race helped get things off my mind a bit, but i was still in a funk...and probally will be till all this BS is over.

ok back to the BS!