I think I just threw up a little
I got a sunburn on my new road rash skin
My level of fitness is directly proportional to the ridiculous overgrowth and weeds in our yard
My KONA road bike rocks the downhills. Be careful my ass, I did all this work to get up here, I am enjoying the carpet ride down. Yee fuckin haw.
After all the fun, excitement, drama, suffering that was Kern, we spent an anticlimactic afternoon packing up camp. I bent over to pick up some stuff, and suddenly found myself puking in the bushes. Cantaloupe and Heineken (maybe or maybe not in that order) Ah, so this is how it ends.
A long time ago (pre bella even), when Laura and I were beginner racers types, we dreamed of going to Kern. One year, we decided to go for it, to train for it. It was soooo intimidating....3 days of racing, 4 stages. How could we ever complete such a thing? So, we trained and trained. We met at night in East Garrison, and did intervals, and got hypothermic and scared by mountain lions. But we trained and pushed each other because we had to get tough if we were going to do a race like Kern.
And I don't remember exactly what happened, but it was probably life getting in the way like it does. And we didnt get to do Kern that year.
And life got so complicated. Work, bella, illness, injuries, houses, family....stuff. So complicated that suddenly we found ourselves unable to race at all.
And finally, six years later, and some changes, we both finally...FINALLY made it to Kern together.
It is no wonder that this year's Kern was magical.
It was a long time coming.
As quiet as I have been about winning the last stage, I am thrilled deep down inside where no one can see. In over 6 years of racing, I can count my road race wins on my one broken hand. I know that in the gigantic perspective of life, its such a silly thing...what with wars and poverty and illness....whats a damn bike race of old ladies in the middle of the cadillac desert? but still, its a small moment of satisfaction that I am selfishly grateful for. Thanks guys for this little memory trinket.
Kern race report is here
the race report is long and ho hum, but the replies are golden and well worth a click over there.
In slow, out fast.
Just like sex.