i laughed for a good fifteen minutes. this, as much as anything, serves an excellent way for me to re-cap my trip to LA this weekend, where i went down to ADT to do some race/TTs
- poor instinct #1- i should never assume my wallet is in the pocket i left it in after going to the bathroom, only to find out it is gone 3 hours later, ouch....along with the $200 cash that i just withdrew from the ATM to make money transactions easier this week, double ouch.
- poor instinct #2- i will never trust officials to be my holders unless i know them.
- poor instinct #3- just because i am exhausted and tired does not mean i will actually sleep. (okay, perhaps that isn't an instinct...but i will leave it here anyway)
- poor instinct #4- that fucking awesome CD case that i made up to DJ the last road trip to LA wasn't where i thought i left it. instead, i turned over my room til 1:30am just to find nothing. now, i know it is the glove box of karla's car, from 5 months ago. stellar.
- poor instinct #5- just because i was fast friday for a pre-ride, did not mean i was fast saturday. i had an awful day.
- poor instinct #6- a faster track does not mean going faster. i was ready to have a bunch of PRs. however, instead i went slower.... lots slower.
- poor instinct #7- forgot to pedal after buffing my 500tt start, which gave me officially the slowest 125m split of everyone (even people who finished 5 seconds slower than me). that hurts. also even though gio told me to be careful about not soft pedaling in the centripetal force in the curves-- i totally did just that.
- poor instinct #8- while all the women (and people in general) are super friendly and encouraging at hellyer, i shouldn't have assumed this would be the case everywhere. some people might not think my skinsuit is funny. some people just snubbed me, even after i went out of my way to be friendly and small talked. so, i shouldn't assume all people to be welcoming of visitors.
- poor instinct #9- although people might be empirically faster than me, that doesn't necessarily mean they want to race faster than me (or will even ever pull through at a medium pace).
- poor instinct #10- coffee at 9pm will not necessarily give you a caffeine high, especially if it is weak-ass coffee. (okay, not an instinct again, but a false assumption)
- poor instinct #11- the clutch is a bit further away from my left foot than i think it is
- poor instinct #12- don't let someone fall asleep while they leave a stupid book on tape in the CD player that plays twice during the hours of 11:30pm and 1:30am. (well, not an instinct again, but poor judgment)
anyway, trip to LA was a whirlwind....my TTs pretty much sucked balls. the 45 lap scratch race was no fun at all to race. a field size of six sucks- especially when the racing is so negative. the 48 lap points race was better, but that was just cause i decided to fuck it and do whatever the hell i wanted, and treat it more like an open training session than a race. anyway, although i wasn't particularly happy with anything-- it wasn't a waste. i definitely learned some good stuff, by doing the wrong thing...and it was good practice on that track. getting used to a 250m was harder than i thought...but i have a lot of time to mull things over before i go down there again, and am confident next time will be better. anyway, that was this weekend. sorry this isn't very funny, but i am not particularly jovial at the moment.