Today marked the end of my first year of racing. Last fall, 2 weeks after buying my first real bike I jumped into the Henderson TT. Pre-race meal: milk dud's and coffee, time: 52:03. This year, Jay and I attacked it as a team in the Mixed Gender category....talk about a change in life.
The weather was beautiful; fog fighting to burn off in the sunlight, temps cool on the skin, sky clear...we couldn't have asked for better. Jay and I were driving hard. He pulled for the whole race, since his mid-speed was equivalent to me red-lining in his draft. We were hauling faster than I've ever gone in a TT and making great time. At the turn around, my rear wheel slid out from under me and I high-sided, bouncing onto the road and into a field. Luckily, I was so charged with adrenaline during the race that I instinctively hopped back onto the bike and into the race. For the next 1/2 mile I fought off a throat full of tears, feeling so bad for crashing the fab HED bike. Jay was an amazing teammate, encouraging me left and right as I fought through the pain and exhaustion. Jay and I were aimed at doing the 15 mile TT in under 40 minutes, so we never let up off the gas. We blew ourselves away when we crossed the finish in 37:41.8, with a crash n all!
Sure, it wasn't until 10 minutes or so after the race that the pain really started to kick in, noticing the blood on my knee and elbow. Luckily, I went down on the turn around - at least that way I was going slow and the injuries were definitely minimal.
Jay and I had so much fun. Hopefully the couple that TT's together, stays together, right? Yeah, he's amazing at encouraging me and kept me from doubting myself. What can I say, I am the luckiest woman in the world!
TT'ing in love,