I have raced over 100 events of all types over the last eight or so years. I have even broken a frame and walked the MF over the finish line (after a nasty crash in a crit) so I could say I did not DNF. But today, I did.
It was frikkin' cold, 36 F and rainy/sleeting. I was on the last 9 mile loop of an 18 mile bike ride. I picked the wrong equipment (deep front, disc rear- it did not appear to be windy when I was getting the bike ready), as evidenced by my front wheel starting to drift when I got into the tuck. It was raining so much that my rain jacket was soaked. But where I lost it was when I could feel water going into my cycle shoe. My toes were already close to being numb, but I started to feel the uber cold going up my ankle and into my leg. The course volunteers saw I was struggling (as I looked fatigued) and motioned me into the car.
I did not feel quite as bad, as the local hero whom had raced four (forgot to say "Hawaii") Hawaii Ironmans was warming up in the car. I still felt like a schmuck.
Who has war stories to tell?
It was frikkin' cold, 36 F and rainy/sleeting. I was on the last 9 mile loop of an 18 mile bike ride. I picked the wrong equipment (deep front, disc rear- it did not appear to be windy when I was getting the bike ready), as evidenced by my front wheel starting to drift when I got into the tuck. It was raining so much that my rain jacket was soaked. But where I lost it was when I could feel water going into my cycle shoe. My toes were already close to being numb, but I started to feel the uber cold going up my ankle and into my leg. The course volunteers saw I was struggling (as I looked fatigued) and motioned me into the car.
I did not feel quite as bad, as the local hero whom had raced four (forgot to say "Hawaii") Hawaii Ironmans was warming up in the car. I still felt like a schmuck.
Who has war stories to tell?