RB Winter Park. I heard words like “old school mountain biking, rocky, not designed for riding, rocky…rocky…”
The start went up a dirt road. I settled into my own pace, not super good but not bad either. My goal was to enjoy the day. Andrea ended up catching me about 1/3 of the way through and we kept going back and forth. Since I was well into 6th and she at the time was well into 5th, we decided to ride together for the day. We weren’t hammering our brains out, but the pace wasn’t easy either. As we got closer to the finish, I felt a little conflicted as to what I was going to do. I felt lame attacking after the enjoyable ride we had. There were times she waited up for me and times I had waited up for her. I’m not sure what would have happened if we tried to crush each other. It probably would have been a sprint, so we weren’t going to spring for 5th and 6th place when our GC positions seemed to be locked in barring any crazy circumstance.
So we crossed the line together, side by side. We had a super fun day. I enjoyed the RB Winter trails the best out of any day. It was probably 5-10 minutes later we realized something. We didn’t see any women. I thought they must have schooled us. We also got interviews which I thought was strange for our placing. Apparently, the lead group took a wrong term (SUCKS) and we had come in 1st and 2nd and had no clue. I have to say that I didn’t want to “win” a stage that way. The media also put Andrea first in the reports although we crossed together – she was bummed they didn’t report it properly as was I but oh well!
It was kind of funny to realize what had happened. People wereprobably wondering why we weren’t riding and racing more aggressively as we were winning the stage! haha!
And then there was the lake. It was freezing, and there were lots of white boys.
and lots of pizza too. That’s my buddy Brian demonstrating his enjoyment. In fact, both guys in this picture rode back and forth with me all week!
Later, to survive the heat, we enjoyed our ice pop recovery lounge on our porch of Upper Eagle Lodge, courtesy of Craig hobbit feet Lebair. The pink ones were the best. We had at least 5 each…almost every day! Yes!
We only had 2 more stages of racing left!