I knew I hadn't posted in a while, but didn't know it was already a month.
The lack of updates is not due to lack of events, in fact it's probably de opposite. I've been quite busy for the last few weeks in all different fronts especially the non-cycling ones.
Cycling has been on the down low mostly due to lack of planning but I was starting to feel burned out a little so I kinda needed a break, so it worked out somewhat OK.
The cycling recession started with the Whiskey Off-Road. My parents were in town and I had been preparing for this race for a long time. Art had created a training plan for me that had me peaking for this event. Things were going as planned for the first hour of racing and I was sitting comfortably in 4th place when it turned bad. First it was a front flat, followed by faulty CO2 trigger, followed by a locked front brake piston, then I got rolling for less than 10 min until I got a second flat. Rear tire this time. No tubes, no CO2, decided to ride as much as I could in hopes of making it to the aid station where Norma and my parents were waiting and they sure would have tubes and CO2. Endo'd at low speed. Landed hard and cut my shorts...time to call it a day.
Koko was a little annoyed that he didn't see me going by among the top 10 at the 25 mile aid station.
No bike the rest of the weekend, and very little to no riding that week. Spent a lot of time working on the yard at home with my dad and ate too many Costa Rican tamales made by my mom and Mexican tamales made by Norma.
Drove to Payson for the next MBAA race. Flat course didn't suit me but under the no-training plan no course would have suited me. Felt OK at the beginning, even drove the pace at the front a couple of times, then the lights went out and I literally had to crawl to the finish.
Ate more tamales and became a year older! Yeayy, viva Cinco de Mayo!!!
Received 13 tons of landscaping rock as birthday present from myself, then invited my house guests (dad and my friend Roberto from Minnesota) to join in the fun.
Got really bad sun burn on my back then took my parents to the airport.
Went to Flagstaff to pre-ride course then dropped my friend at the airport too.
Someone knocked on our door near midnight to inform us he had hit our house. Turns out one of our neighbors was driving too fast and overshot the corner in front of our house. He hit the curb on the other side, lost control of the car, floored the gas pedal, slammed into our wall leaving his car parked in the middle of our backyard. Cops came. No insurance. It's going to be ugly!
Got back on the bike on Tuesday. Legs felt rusty and slow. By Wednesday I was starting to pedal full circles again and today I procrastinated getting on the bike all day. Now it's almost 10 PM...I don't think I'll ride today!
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