So, this past weekend was intended to be my first double of the season...the Murad Road Race on Saturday and the Bunny Hop Crit on Sunday. I was looking forward to a weekend with the team and a weekend of great racing. I ended up with a race and a half of good racing. Allow me to explain.The Murad Road Race was on Saturday. This had the potential to be a great race for me...nice rolling course with a strong field that WANTED to get a break going.
Plan A - Get In The Break
I was super attentive to what was going on at the front and what was happening around me in the field. It was a strong field and I spent a lot of time at the front, setting tempo and covering attacks. I launched a few attacks as well in the desperate attempt to get something going. There were some drawbacks to the race - the yellow line rule (though necessary) kept it tightly packed and made moving around in the pack very difficult. If you found yourself at the back, you needed to be REALLY aggressive to get back up to the front. So, I tried to make sure that I was never more than halfway back in the pack. The yellow line rule also made it so that people were really squeezed together. This, of course, causes people to get a bit sketchy on occasion and twitchy. There were more than a few moments when things looked like they might get nasty.
Still, there were moments. Like this one...
Where it looked like there was a CHANCE of getting away from the field - notice the gap between us and the group behind (that's me on the front at the right). But, it just never happened.So, I turned to Plan B. Get the pack strung out on the final lap, make sure no one attacks, and get Mitch to the finish line. Alaina and I came to the front for most of the final lap. We tried to keep the pace high and keep the group together in the hopes of getting our sprinter to the finish straight in good position. Again, with the narrow roads, we had no idea that Mitch was boxed in at the back. We came through the final turn in good position with me at the front and Alaina behind me. I was cooked and the field started to come around - that's when I realized that Mitch wasn't there! I tried to punch it as much as I could to the finish, but ended in a disappointing 17th place. :( I worked hard, raced well for my team, but I hate that my finish was poor. Alas, we had another day to work it out.
Bunny Hop was destined to be a fun race. A fun race that was made brutally fast by the arrival of the Kenda Team (in force), Leslie Jennings, and the fierce ladies of Fruit 66 (Amanda and Erin). The course was a three corner crit that should have been smooth and fast. Unfortunately, we had some riders in the field that seem to still be getting their pack legs and it took its toll. About 15 minutes into the 60 minute crit, there was a pile up in the final corner. I managed to eek my way past by doing a track stand as riders fell to my right and then sneaking through on the inside of the corner. Alaina touched tarmac on that one, but hopped right back up and chased back onto the field.
Not more than two laps later, there was a touch of wheels coming through the start/finish line. I saw it all go down and had enough time to think the following:
1. She's going down. And she's right in front of me.
2. I know I can't go left - the peloton is there.
3. Looking over my right shoulder, I now know that I can't go right - rider there, too.
4. Oh, CRAP, I'm going down!
I hit the brakes...hard. I turned the bike to the right and fell to my left, landing directly on top of Wendy and Amanda. It took me a moment or two to realize that no one was going to land on me, so I jumped up. One look at Wendy and I knew that things were not good. I also knew that I was bleeding from a few spots and wasn't really looking to get back into the race. I got my bike to the side, got Wendy's bike to the side and then went back for her. We got her off the road, but she was not in good shape. We later discovered that she has fractured her pelvic bone in three places and has a fracture to her sacrum. Definitely NOT good.
I cheered my team on from the sidelines for the remaining 30 minutes...Alaina ended up the top finisher at 9th - a nice finish for her weekend, for sure!
Sonja taped me up afterward to help minimize the bruising on my scraped up hip. Let me tell you, it WORKED. Here's the hip that night.

It's a bit more black and blue than that now, but only in between the taped areas...thanks to Sonja, it didn't balloon outward or spread across my entire bod! YAY!
I guess I should be pretty happy that my first crash occurred about 4 YEARS after I first started racing and ended in only a few cuts and bruises. I just wish it hadn't coincided with what looks like the end of Wendy's 2010 season.
I've already been back out there training...so, I'm looking forward to a tough month of training and racing. After all, in a few weeks, the local NRC races begin and...
CAWES got in to the LIBERTY CLASSIC! Looks like I'll be hitting the Wall again this year! HOORAY!















