It doesn't always work, the whole "looking fast" thing, but I am definitely working on it.
Anyway, I went out and raced my bike for the first time 2011 and I did okay. I met some goals, I lost some others. A few good things happened.
The sun came out. That was seriously rad.
I motored past a fair amount of chicks on most of the hills until...I didn't. Running out of gas is not recommended in a bike race.
I remembered that I love to road race.
I hung out with great teammates.
This shit never gets easier.
That was the extent of my thoughts until I inhaled a hamburger and sat in the soaking pool at the nearby McMenamin's.
Cherry Blossom Stage Race, here I come. Ready or well, I will just be ready.
