...for those of you who don't know about the copperopolis road race, it is hilly and the road hasn't been repaved since the probably the new deal.
there were some doubters that i was actually going to do the copperopolis road race. in fact, nice guy, team captain brian peterson sent me the following email in january when i said i was going to do this race:
you are really going to do copperopolis? don't you know there is a hill on that course?yes, i knew there was a hill on the course! thus began my peterson training, which i discussed in an earlier blog post. i couldn’t wait to cross the finish line and bellow out peterson’s name: PEEEEETEEEERSOOOOOON!!!!
the next one, locked.
the 3rd one.
open.
i started going down the line of porta potties grabbing the handles and yanking them... and 6 were OPEN! there was a bit of commotion in the porta potty line at that point in time.
jesus, people! check the doors!
this happened yet again about 30 minutes later. i went back to the rest room while some of the men’s fields were started and there were 8 people in line. this time i just walk right up and start opening doors, and i demonstrated that 4 doors in a row were open.
at this point, i decide it was going to be a pretty good day. next, i did a very important thing:
thank you, boyfriend, for taking a picture of this. dipshit.
start line... that is probably the happiest you will have seen me all day.
we go through the feedzone and this was probably the highlight of the race. i was a bit loopy at this point…probably should have been eating more (or riding slower, one of the two!) i had my water bottle to throw off, and I think I chucked it a bit too hard and nailed some lady in the gut in the feedzone! OOPS! my friend rainer was on the sidelines and said: “i think she threw that overhand”.the climb up the last lap was hard for me. when the pavement smoothed out,
check out the sweet pictures from velodramatic. this is our 2nd time up this hill. as you can see here we are all suffering pretty good behind tyler... so you can just imagine the last lap!
marian and i crested the hill and thought for a second we could catch her, so we went as hard as we could (which was probably pretty pathetic at that point), and instead of catching anyway, long story short is that was hard!
i ate 4 burritos when I got home!
(homemade burrittos... not serious restaurant burritos.)
5 comments:
Three things I like about this post.
#1 You mentioned the new deal.
Bring back the WPA I say.
#2 porta potty tips. Here is another tip. porta potties are not dressing rooms.
#3 You still have the "Team Beth" decal on your bike. A sign of things to come?
Maybe you can wear this shirt for Peterson. It has a cog with text "You just pwn3d by a girl" http://www.cafepress.com/+gow_cog_womens_plus_size_scoop_neck_dark_tsh,200735796
-rubi
Hills are mean creatures. They act all nice until you are just beginning to tire then BAM!, they smack you upside the head. I have yet to find a decent retort to these fickle beasts but if you have one I'd love to know.
Your posts are always good for a morning laugh. Now if you could just move them to Monday...
Hills???? No! I continue to shun them. But then again, I guess I am shunning all races this year, so maybe it's ok that you're kicking as* in hilly races!
Congrats.
Yay! Beth's blog is back!!! I missed you!
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