This is why I didn't do the Davis race this morning.
If you're not suppose to drive in this storm, why would I want to bike.
No. I was intending to do it. I got up and did my activation ride at 7, ate, then we headed over. And it was windy and raining sideways and shitty, but I was like eh.
We got to the race and left everything in the car and went to check out like what was going on, where they were at in the schedule, etc. And it's all super super shitty being outside. But I'm figuring out all the bike in, bike out, transition stuff. And then I'm standing there in the sideways rain and one of the guys comes in from our team, shaking, scraped all the way down his stomach. He got hypothermia and then hit a pothole and flipped off his bike. Then Dwight hit the same pothole and comes running in carrying his bike.
The winds are so bad they're blowing all the tents and barriers over. People are finishing and they're just kind of in a daze and like wow, that was, wow, bad.
So Christi starts telling me I shouldn't do it; that I don't have a whole to gain by doing it, since it's just a training race for me, and it's really bad out. And I'm starting to shake I'm getting cold and there are puddles inside my rainboots. Then Dwight starts in about the same thing; he's like it awful out there, don't do it, you have more to lose than gain. You don't want to crash and be hurt for races you actually care about.
At the last minute, ok, 15 minutes before my wave, I decided not to race. Then of course the rain clears up. But the winds were so bad driving home that our car was getting like blown across the freeway.
So, yeah, maybe that was a good call.
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