***Speaking of Conquer Castlewood, I was interviewed by a local newspaper about my hopes for the race. You can read all about my grand ambitions in the Ballwin-Ellisville Patch.***
I woke up to a very overcast sky, but weather.com put the chances of precipitation at 10%. I liked those odds. After getting J to school, reading a few blogs, and doing some fighting with the new bike rack (first time putting it on my car...it'll get easier, right?), I headed towards Castlewood State Park. It's about an hour away, and forty minutes into the drive raindrops started hitting my windshield. Really?? I stayed positive since it was just sprinkling and kept driving.
More rain. I started to turn around a couple of times, but I was practically there. And the roads weren't that wet. At the upper trails at Castlewood are a nice rocky mix. With all the tree cover, surely it would be ok to ride there. By the time I was closing in on the park, the rain was falling steadily. I went back and forth about turning around. Maybe it'll stop. Maybe it'll be ok. I'm practically there. I decided to stop at Qdoba for lunch and re-evaluate the situation after eating.
After eating, it was pouring, so I headed back home, where
I said it was hard to really get going because of the mud, but it was also hard to get going because I'm such a wimp. It's frustrating. OK, I haven't been riding very long, but I feel like I should be better--braver--than what I am. Add to that the fact that my brakes were noisy (squealy...does that mean I need new pads?), so I constantly had the sound of chickensh*t ringing in my ears.
On the other hand, I took a dip too slowly and then didn't pedal through it, so I lost momentum before I climbed all the way out. My bike stopped, I didn't, and I think I've established now that my bike is male, because I have a nasty bruise that only my husband is going to see.
|Dirt, not bruise|
I rode for about an hour and a half, didn't crash, got a little dirty, and made it out of the woods just as it started to sprinkle. Not bad for a day's "work".
P.S. Good luck to my friends Patrick and Jim, who are doing the Berryman 50 mile. Have "fun", boys! :)