The first race is done. Months of training. Months of worrying. Months of wondering. Done in just 1:59:58.
I finished like I thought I would, in last place. But I did finish. Within the first half-mile, before the race really started, I threw a chain. And there went, everyone. The wheel truck tried to get me back in it for a little bit, but it was too late. I happen warmed up enough either so I didn’t have the legs to chase the pack down.
But I stuck it out. Didn’t get lapped. And I finished before the Cat 1,2, and 3 guys got started. So it was the most successful failure I’ve had in a while.