I went out for a local crit this evening after work. It is held on a flat, 1.8km loop with nice easy corners and very good traffic control. Signed up for the “C” category, and figured I’d do well to finish in the pack - while at the back of my mind hoping not to get blown out during the first lap.
I rode my bike to work today, and, not knowing how long it would take me to get there, I left really early. Dropped off my bag on the way so as not to have to worry about my laptop, and arrived at the race site @ 17:00 - 1/2 an hour before sign-in, and a full 1:15 before gun time. Well, lots of time to warm up and pre-ride the course…
Rode the course a bunch of times, signed in and got my number, and warmed up. Finally rolled up to the line. Okay - let’s take it out as easy as I can get away with, and not do anything (too) stupid. Horn. Clip & roll. 1st 20m or so were REALLY easy. Then some dude went off in a flash, and about 8 riders went on his wheel. A gap - not on my watch! Somehow my brain turned off as soon as the horn went off. I jumped on, closed the gap and hung on for dear life as I was pulled 'round the course a LOT faster than I would have liked. If you’ve ever wondered what it must feel like to inhale hot coals, try racing a crit.
Of course I had completely missed the fact that there were far more riders than 10, and that the pack had splintered into three groups. Rounding the back stretch (tailwind) the leaders wound it up (what? I thought this was wound up - we’re in the fucking C race for christs’s sake!) and I was alone. Wasted. Still moving pretty fast, but losing the pack even faster. The second pack went by. I tried to jump on, but the lungs and legs were having none of it. The third pack rolled by - slow enough that I should have been able to sit in EASILY. Not after an effort like that, though.
All alone. WAY off the back. Riding scared now. There are 15 laps to this race. How long can I hold on before I get lapped? Do I have any chance of catching up with the 3rd pack? Drop the hammer and ride my brains out. I’m hyperventilating to the point where my stomach aches, and the only reason I’m not throwing up is because my throat is too dry.
1 lap
2…
3…
4…
They must be closing fast now…
5…
Still no group in sight.
6…
What the hell? Sure they’d have slowed up - but this much?
Sev… caught. Dropped. Out of the race.
Sat up and coasted in to the start area. The commisaire tells me “this is a training race - soft pedal a lap and then hop back in it when they come 'round again”. I sit up and take an easy lap, struggling to breathe and spitting out a lot pf phlegm. The first pack goes by and I try to respond, but they’re gone almost as fast as the first time 'round. The second pack roars by and I jump on a wheel. I last a good 1/2 lap before succumbing to lung failure. The third pack comes round. “Are you in?” “Out” “Dammit!” They surge on but I manage to sit in until just before the bell lap, where I pull off. Don’t want to mess up anyone’s finish.
Goddammit I’d forgotten how hard crit racing is. I’l be back next week though… Maybe with a brain. Maybe.