Not only did the MC screw up the order, by calling up "all singlespeeders", he made Jay chase me down and stop me in my tracks. So, adreneline gushing through my rookie viens, I had to pull over the Pony and wait for the ladies to come by. Supposedly he only meant male singlespeeders. Whatev.
I waited for the women to come by and merged into the field. I was one of 4 single speeders in the group, but kept pace well. To quickly summarize, the WORS chix were Beotches like none I've ever seen. I know I was out of my league, but I didn't need the constant shouting and insults - that's not what it's about. At one point I finally got so sick of the Beotches behind me that I just pulled over and let the entire field go by me. With 14 miles to go, and I was solo. I've been razzed enough by a few people for racing Citizen (even though I am a total beginner) and this race turned out to be reason enough not to do Sport again, maybe ever. Not only were the chicks being WORS whores about me "not being fast enough" but the course was so far above my ability level. Sure, I can endure 18 miles on a SS, but I'll be the first to admit that my handling skills are nowhere near where people somehow think I am.
Needless to say, I fell a lot and I learned to ride with tears in my eyes. However, I did get better at going over logs. Being a Single Speeder, too, I wound up with a 4th place medal in the end. Nothing like standing on the podeum for last place. Don't get me wrong, I love the Pony, I completely get a rush out of mountain biking, but this one just wasn't for me. Maybe next time people will actually listen, and realize that I have no reason to brag about NOT being a Sport racer.
Jay, on the other hand, was rockin and rolling. He rolled out the super-Rita to take on the Comp Single Speed crowd. He was riding amazing! My sweet, rockin, WC finished 3rd place in his race! (there were much more than 4 riders in his class, so that was definitely a great finish). I am so proud of him! Way to go, Champ!