Before getting into the nitty gritty of today's events, let me first talk about the chill part of my weekend...
THE KING AND I
I wasn't feeling very well on Friday, which scared me because I didn't want to ruin today's race. On Saturday, my wife took off to the Renaissance Fair, so I decided it would be a good, light, pedal day to keep the legs primed and to take Kingston out. We ended up doing a pretty long ride (about 20 miles) and we went on dirt trails, asphalt, stopped at a park and Kingston unsuccessfully went for a swim for about 5 seconds.
I love these types of neighborhood rides and hopefully one day, if I get to move back to Santa Cruz, I will be able to get in these types of rides more often. San Jose drivers absolutely, positively have no bicycle awareness in their brains.




MY 1ST CYCLOCROSS RACE, CCCX1 FORT ORD, CA.
So take tubby ol' me. Been riding off-road with some true dedication for about 2 years, got to a decent fitness level, lost 30lbs... and let's do the stupidest thing ever and throw yourself in one of the most grueling forms of bicycle racing imaginable - CYCLOCROSS.
I've been listening to my brother for a good amount of time, "Just try it, D... you ought to try it... people go out there with old mountain bikes and tennis shoes... you outta do it..." And being the sucker I am with a false sense of confidence, I said... "Can't be that bad, right? I'm in decent shape, can climb okay and pretty good at mashing... I can probably do okay..."
Today was a humbling experience, to put it lightly. First, the start was at the bottom of a hill, immediately facing my biggest weakness (hills). Second, my bike has been shifting like crap and I dropped my chain off the rear twice (of course, while riders passed me) and I did crash but managed to stay upright. Without going into too much detail, I probably can't have children after that one, if you catch my drift. I got to rub shoulders and elbows with the other racers.
In the end, I finished 2nd to last place. Ugh. I think I would've finished a lot better if I didn't have that dumb mechanical.
Some changes need to be done to my bike. After today, I realized that a drop handlebar, for me, may not be the way to go in 'cross - I thought I could handle myself well since I've been riding the drop bar for awhile on very technical stuff, but at those speeds, the last thing I need is to second guess myself. Also, the width is just very difficult to use for me. I think I'm going back to a low rise bar with a 120mm stem. Also, I really need to dial in that derailleur - but my switch to the ever-so-familiar and non-failing friction shifting will do the trick. Also, 8 speed with a 11T small cog will help, especially in flat straights like what we had today.
I mounted up my carbon riser bar in my garage tonight and see if I can manage a shoulder-to-hill run. It's possible!
After today's race, I was absolutely dizzy from exhaustion. Plain and simple - out of all the athletic things I've found myself doing, cyclocross was by far the most difficult thing I've ever done in MY LIFE! But! I'm ready for more - just more room for improvement, hopefully drop more poundage to help me get up those hills a little quicker and get better at technique. Here are some photos from today.
Beautiful day for a race! It did get kinda hot, though...
The start! Not bad position for me - then the drop'page began.
In the drops, going through the loose stuff.
Ugh, this was exhausting!
Are we done yet?
Mouth open, gasping for air.
More barriers!
Aren't we supposed to RIDE these things?
My brother (Deric) with killer position!
Go dude! Drop this guy!
I think after this shot, he ate it in an off-camber turn.
Killer smooth dismount and re-mount.
Heart rate is UP.
Finished!
Now it's time for the kids. There goes my nephew, Nathan!
My other nephew, Jay-Jay.
"I do it myself!"
Me with my nephew. As you can guess, I'm the big one.
Nathan still jammin!
Up and over!
Jacob won!

Nathan with his medal.