Probably the best race on the calendar is the Turkey Trot. The course is well laid out, it is not far from home, it is in a city park, as opposed to the middle of nowhere, the turnout is usually great. The bummer is that it comes after the holiday where I have eaten and drank far too much. At this point I have zero fitness, fatherhood is taking its toll on me. But I still love cross so I will make it out, plus my buddy Bernard Georges is in town from Seattle so we get to race together. He decides to sign up for the big race...which means we will be racing alongside the pros and cat 1s. Oh well.
To say I am a bit sleep deprived is an understatement. Bernard and I did several warm-up laps. I think I crashed about 5 times. Cross is all about maximum effort and total concentration. If you are not paying attention you will surely hit the ground. Focus is the first thing to go when you are short of sleep!
Nothing really exciting to tell other then it was fast and hard for one hour. I only crashed in the race once but my brake was stuck on my front wheel so it was like resistance training. I can't complain about my results so it was fun.
This is a photo of one corner where there is a fast decent with a ton of sand/dust into a rutted 180 degree turn. I crashed here...this picture is of me keeping the rubber side down.
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