My first crit was similar to my first triathlon... unstellar.
This year I decided I wanted to get into bike racing. It was a combination of being sort of burnt out from triathlon and the cycling scene a lot bigger in Northern California than the tri scene. The only problem was, or is, that it's hard to find women teammates. I was originally on a bike team earlier this year because I wanted to become a better cyclist. Turned out that that team was not a place to be learning to ride and race, so I quit (though I still wear the tri kit in triathlons). The people I ended up riding with in this area for the majority of this year so far have been guys from work, and some of them are also in their first season of bike racing on a master's team out of the Body Concepts studio here in Folsom. Sometimes the coach comes on our Sunday group rides, and so per suggestion of my friends I asked to join their team. The coach said no because he would want to form a women's team instead. I tossed the idea around in my head, and ended up taking the leadership position. So, I am currently sort of a member of the Body Concepts women's team, and I raced my first crit on Saturday representing BC.
The primary reason for signing up for this race was because it is in Folsom, just over 3 miles from where I live. That meant I could bike to the start and then home afterwards, and that's what I did. Rode around the area during the race before me trying to spin my legs. There was a big crash in the master's race before mine that required an ambulance and fire truck to take the guy away. That ended up delaying and shortening the women's Cat 4 race.
We do a loop around the course. Right-hand turn, okay that favors me more than a left-hand turn. We line up at the start... I have no idea what I'm doing and no teammates so I start in the back. I think in total we did 13 laps. I spend the first few laps at the back, not really sure what to do. Somewhere along the way I get bored and realize maybe this isn't for me. The pace isn't fast, I'm starting to zone out. That's not good, especially not in a crit. Eventually I find myself in the front, not really sure how. I end up pulling a few laps. Once I'm in the front, I am still not sure what to do. Attack? Try to ease back in the pack? But I feel good, it's not that hard.
Third to last lap, I'm moved slightly back in the pack. Not having teammates or even a strategy was not good. Going around the big second corner of the course. It's a trick corner, the course winds a bit before you turn, and the turn is only marked by one cone. I'm on the far outside, thinking that it's safe and no one would want to be that far out and lose extra time by taking a longer path. That is a wrong assumption, since some girl apparently is right next to me, and neither of hold our lines (or she is trying to pass me ON A CORNER) and apparently we locked handlebars and headed into the curb and crashed. I'm still honestly not sure what happened, I don't know where she came from, and the recap is what I got from another rider in the race. BUT I was in my drops the entire time so not sure how we locked handlebars. All I know is that I was pissed because I felt strong and figured I could at least finish top half. I scramble up, my chain is off and one of the marshalls help me fix it. Unfortunately since it was the 3rd to last lap, there was no free lap and I just did 1 or 2 laps on my own. Luckily, all I got from the crash was a bruised knee, rear end, and slight bruise on my shin. Oh and a skinned finger.
We'll chalk this up to a learning experience. I need to learn strategy and better handling skills.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Go Time!
Lots to blog about... or not. Tour of California came through... I did a fast ride yesterday and was able to hang aside from the going up Salmon Falls Rd which I never get any better at... But that can wait!
Starting this Saturday through the 18th of July (aside from Fourth of July weekend in which I'll be in Austin so it doesn't count as downtime), I will be racing or riding every weekend!
May 29 - Folsom crit (put on by my former team) - going to try a crit, hope to stay upright and not do anything stupid
June 6 - Tri for Real olympic distance - testing myself, can I go all out
June 12 - Auburn Century 110 miles - I really liked this ride last year, well organized, ride director was actually driving around the course to oversee, excellent aid stations (including one with pie!), involves the Iowa Hill time trial which I will do on my road bike this year
June 13 - 5k at work - lead out by Team Will, the group of guys I ride with, going to try to go all out here too
June 19 - either Pescadero road race or will try to go to the Rivera ride in Sonoma County since I haven't seen my Sonoma County friends in awhile!
June 27 - Buffalo Springs Lake 70.3 - A-RACE - hoping it doesn't rain this time, another test, try to bike and run hard, swimming is a lost cause right now
July 3/4 - in Austin, chilling or something
July 10 - Death Ride!!! - 129 miles, 15000 feet climbing
July 18 - Vineman 70.3 - finally just got off the waitlist, another test, it's flatter than BSLT I think so this might give me a faster time
Then rest. The next 8 weeks will be a test of how well I can train, race, and recover. Oh, and does anyone have a place for me to stay near Windsor?
Starting this Saturday through the 18th of July (aside from Fourth of July weekend in which I'll be in Austin so it doesn't count as downtime), I will be racing or riding every weekend!
May 29 - Folsom crit (put on by my former team) - going to try a crit, hope to stay upright and not do anything stupid
June 6 - Tri for Real olympic distance - testing myself, can I go all out
June 12 - Auburn Century 110 miles - I really liked this ride last year, well organized, ride director was actually driving around the course to oversee, excellent aid stations (including one with pie!), involves the Iowa Hill time trial which I will do on my road bike this year
June 13 - 5k at work - lead out by Team Will, the group of guys I ride with, going to try to go all out here too
June 19 - either Pescadero road race or will try to go to the Rivera ride in Sonoma County since I haven't seen my Sonoma County friends in awhile!
June 27 - Buffalo Springs Lake 70.3 - A-RACE - hoping it doesn't rain this time, another test, try to bike and run hard, swimming is a lost cause right now
July 3/4 - in Austin, chilling or something
July 10 - Death Ride!!! - 129 miles, 15000 feet climbing
July 18 - Vineman 70.3 - finally just got off the waitlist, another test, it's flatter than BSLT I think so this might give me a faster time
Then rest. The next 8 weeks will be a test of how well I can train, race, and recover. Oh, and does anyone have a place for me to stay near Windsor?
Monday, May 17, 2010
Davis Double Century
The weekend of May 15-16, and even the first half of the 17th, was super busy. It rivals two weekends ago, with the Wildflower Long Course and Urban Assault Ride back-to-back. This time it was a weekend full of cycling with the Davis Double Century on Saturday and then watching the Tour of California on both Sunday and Monday.
To recap the Davis Double in numbers:
Miles ridden = 201.41 miles
Riding time = 12:10:53
Total time = 14:47:45
Elevation gain = 8578 feet
Moving speed = 16.8 mph
It's ironic that the moving speed was the same as my speed in the bike portion of Wildflower. Anyways, so I somehow convinced Dan to do the double, and we were joined by Leonard, my former manager's neighbor who also rode Solvang Double with us and is in the hunt for the Triple Crown this year too.
Miles 0-94, 17.1 mph average speed
The first 94 miles were mostly flat with a climb up to Lake Berryessa at 1000 ft. From then on there were many rollers that varied between 500 and 1000 feet.
The year the weather was a lot more manageable than in the past - average was somewhere in the 80s. We rolled at 5:38 am and it was already light enough to almost not need light. This also made me almost forget not to spray sunscreen on, luckily I remembered just before I went to meet Dan and Leonard. I still managed to miss the back part of my shoulders and the sunburn is proof. However, since 6am is about the coolest time of day, it was chilly enough to require arm warmers and knee warmers. And my toes were still frozen for the first 50 or so miles, if not more.
Headed out and within the first mile or so managed to form a huge paceline being pulled by a tandem. That continued almost all the way to the first rest stop. Somewhere between this stop and the next stop after the climb around Lake Berryessa, Dan managed to ride into a ditch. He survived unscratched (right?) and we continued on. In this period of riding we also came across two Davis Double veterans, who had been doing the ride since before I was born in the early 80s. Crazy!
I was a bit worried at this point as my legs weren't responding. I was going forward but it felt like it was taking way too much energy. And my right knee and IT band were starting to bother me. I spent the rest stop at mile 76 trying to knead my IT band and loosen it up. I guess it worked, after this it felt okay.
Miles 94-137, 13.9 mph average speed
This was where all the climbing and big descending happened. For the record, I remembered to get into the drops for all the descents.
Cobb Mountain (yes there's a sign that says "Mountain")
Mile 100 (or thereabouts) was Cobb Mountain. An approximately 6 mile long climb that went from 1300 ft to just over 3000 ft. This climb turned out to not be as bad as I expected, I am certain the mild temperatures helped a lot. On the way up a man in a jersey from a club that is based around here started talking to me. Surprisingly he recognized me from work... that was a bit strange. He was also laughing at me (I think) since I only have a standard crank on my bike. For Cobb, it probably would have helped to have a compact since at times it was getting tough to spin up the hill.
Looking down at Resurrection
Lunch was 114, before Resurrection. In between Cobb and Resurrection there a bunch of rollers such that I was confused on which hill was actually "the" hill. Resurrection Hill was the second (and last) notable climb of the ride. It went from about 1000 feet to almost 2000 feet over 7 miles or so. Definitely not as bad as Cobb, but I think around this time I was starting to become unmotivated so I was moving slower and not putting in much effort. On the ground as we approached the hill though someone had written "And the dead shall arise." If I hadn't been going uphill, I would have stopped and gotten a picture of it. The descent out of Resurrection sort of freaked me out a bit, there was one point where you could pick up a lot of speed and then there was a turn.
Looking towards the top of Resurrection
Miles 137-201, 17.9 mph average speed
At this point the climbing part was over. It was a downhill/flat ride back into Davis. This did bring some wind though.
We regrouped at the rest stop at Resurrection, but as usual I was dropped on the descent. This meant a lot of riding solo during the mentally hard part of the ride, around mile 150. This is when I start asking myself why I am out here. I am riding along, passing most people I come across. Eventually, the father who is riding with his 13-year old son who at the Resurrection rest stop recognized me from riding around Lake Natoma, caught up to me. Although I was doing the pulling, it was nice to have some company. Somewhere in the 150s, a trio of 2 men and the woman I had talked to at the lunch rest stop caught up to me. I sprinted and was able to hop on the back and the 2 guys pulled us to the next rest stop. That probably saved me, since around mile 150 I was wondering if I would make it to 200.
I found Dan and Leonard at the rest stop, and we took off ourselves passing pretty much everyone on the road. We began a rotating paceline and eventually at one point Dan looked back and realized we were pulling quite a bunch of riders. Assisted by the slight downhill, we were able to average something like 18-20 mph. We stopped at the second to last rest stop where they had Cup Noodles, which I am beginning to realize is a standard at doubles. The last rest stop actually had grilled cheese.
Almost 15 hours after we started, we pulled back into the Veteran's Memorial Center in Davis, all in one piece. Compared to the first double I rode, this was quite an uneventful ride. One left to go in the hunt for the Triple Crown!
Next up... watching the Tour of California and how I now want to be a cyclist.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Un-Recovered
Luckily Dan took care of the Urban Assault Ride report... since all I can remember from the ride is me telling him I was just going to follow him, my shoe disappearing, and being tipsy by noontime. That, and hanging out with Dan, Shang, and Steven after the ride. It reminded me of what life used to be like, when I had friends and didn't live in Folsom. And this is because I had gotten 1.5 hours of sleep and driven 3.5 hours between this race and Wildflower Long Course the previous day. BUT, this day combined with the day before made up what is the funnest and most ridiculously awesome weekend I've had in California at least this year so far, if not the entire time I've lived in the state. Second and third top weekends would be Tahoe back in February and Solvang in March. (Note: none of these fun weekends took place in Folsom.)
So now on to the ride today. I had a feeling it wasn't going to go so well, seeing as I hadn't felt truly recovered from Wildflower and lack of sleep until yesterday. And then of course since I finally felt energetic, I had to go to Crossfit and do the Friday WOD which tends to be crazy more often than not. And indeed it was, involving 10 flips of a 150 lb tire (for me, others went heavier), 4 rounds of 10 kettlebell swings, 10 toe-to-bars (I only can get knees), 10 24" high box jumps, and 10 dumbbell thrusters, concluding with a steep, short hill run. So after that, I spent the rest of the day feeling rather hungry and tired. Which meant I woke up sore.
Get on the bike, legs are moving. Meet the guys in the parking lot of one of the grocery stores less than 2 miles from me (there are at least 4 grocery stores within 5 miles of my apartment). We start, and immediately the pace picks up. Oh it's going to be a painful day. Lots of rolling hills out to Lotus (first time I've been here), through Coloma, over to Prospector's Hill. This is a steep 2 mile long climb that tops out with a 15% grade or so. More rolling hills and into Georgetown for a brief stop at the gas station. My stomach isn't cooperating. Nothing seems to be digesting. Head out of Georgetown on 193 with a nice descent and more rollers. My legs are no longer responding on the uphills...I'm beginning to fear the climb, known as Chili Bar, out of the river and actually looking forward to the upcoming descent. Keep following 193 down into the confluence of the American River with the typical twisty, switchback turns. I remember to get into my drops, hurray! At the bottom, time to climb up. Chili Bar is a slightly longer climb than Prospector's, though usually not as steep, though the grade can get up to the mid-teens here too. But my legs are dead and I honestly start considering stopping and laying on the ground. Finally, finally at the top. And the group is waiting for me, thank goodness. Although I suppose if they had taken off, I could have hung around until Soda came to visit her boyfriend who lives along that road.
More rollers through Placerville. Actually I think this route can be summed up by many rollers with 2 big climbs. Continue through Cameron Park, Shingle Springs, and finally back onto Green Valley for the mostly downhill. My legs are complete toast at this point.
80 miles later I'm back at my apartment and shaking. For the first time ever, all I can do is make a recovery drink and sit. This is a ride like Lee describes, where you simply have to curl up into a fetal position. Lessons learned - Crossfit on Fridays is probably not a wise idea and doing a hard ride a week after a hard race is just plain stupid.
So now on to the ride today. I had a feeling it wasn't going to go so well, seeing as I hadn't felt truly recovered from Wildflower and lack of sleep until yesterday. And then of course since I finally felt energetic, I had to go to Crossfit and do the Friday WOD which tends to be crazy more often than not. And indeed it was, involving 10 flips of a 150 lb tire (for me, others went heavier), 4 rounds of 10 kettlebell swings, 10 toe-to-bars (I only can get knees), 10 24" high box jumps, and 10 dumbbell thrusters, concluding with a steep, short hill run. So after that, I spent the rest of the day feeling rather hungry and tired. Which meant I woke up sore.
Get on the bike, legs are moving. Meet the guys in the parking lot of one of the grocery stores less than 2 miles from me (there are at least 4 grocery stores within 5 miles of my apartment). We start, and immediately the pace picks up. Oh it's going to be a painful day. Lots of rolling hills out to Lotus (first time I've been here), through Coloma, over to Prospector's Hill. This is a steep 2 mile long climb that tops out with a 15% grade or so. More rolling hills and into Georgetown for a brief stop at the gas station. My stomach isn't cooperating. Nothing seems to be digesting. Head out of Georgetown on 193 with a nice descent and more rollers. My legs are no longer responding on the uphills...I'm beginning to fear the climb, known as Chili Bar, out of the river and actually looking forward to the upcoming descent. Keep following 193 down into the confluence of the American River with the typical twisty, switchback turns. I remember to get into my drops, hurray! At the bottom, time to climb up. Chili Bar is a slightly longer climb than Prospector's, though usually not as steep, though the grade can get up to the mid-teens here too. But my legs are dead and I honestly start considering stopping and laying on the ground. Finally, finally at the top. And the group is waiting for me, thank goodness. Although I suppose if they had taken off, I could have hung around until Soda came to visit her boyfriend who lives along that road.
More rollers through Placerville. Actually I think this route can be summed up by many rollers with 2 big climbs. Continue through Cameron Park, Shingle Springs, and finally back onto Green Valley for the mostly downhill. My legs are complete toast at this point.
80 miles later I'm back at my apartment and shaking. For the first time ever, all I can do is make a recovery drink and sit. This is a ride like Lee describes, where you simply have to curl up into a fetal position. Lessons learned - Crossfit on Fridays is probably not a wise idea and doing a hard ride a week after a hard race is just plain stupid.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Wildflower Long Course Triathlon 2010
Lake San Antonio, CA
Overall Time - 5:58:05 (3rd age group, 51st woman, 473rd overall)
Swim - 39:56 (941 overall)
T1 - 5:24
Bike - 3:19:47 (792 overall)
T2 - 2:05
Run - 1:50:53 (fastest run split in age group, 257 overall)
I had almost no expectations going into this race. Only saw the Olympic course before so had no idea what the bike and run courses would actually be like. I knew it would be hilly, but just how hilly I couldn't say.
Left Folsom on Thursday afternoon to head down to King City. Stopped at the bike shop en route and spent a couple hours getting refitted. I also finally paid for my AR4 and got a new skewer for my trainer so the bike doesn't keep tipping and cause me to fall over on the trainer every time I use it. And since I was retarded and left my CO2/air pump in the rental car in Austin, I had to pick up a new one and the Joe, the bike shop owner, even tested it out for me beforehand. Davis Wheelworks is the shit.
Once I was all dialed in, continued the drive to King City where the motel I was staying in is located. Luckily traffic wasn't too terrible for evening rush hour, so I was there by 7pm. Got to "tour" the town while trying to find the entrance to the Safeway parking lot. Let's just say, I made sure to double-check my locks and move really quickly between the car and the store.
The next day I got up early to drive to the campgrounds/race site to meet Brad so we could go swim. His family is super awesome and welcomed me into their nice RV/camp setup for the weekend. We went for a short swim, bike, and run to get the legs moving the day before the race. We checked out the expo, saw a few pros (got to shake Rasmus Henning's hand!), then got our stuff ready for the next day.
Race day. Up bright and early at 4:30am to eat and make sure I had enough time to drive into the race site and not get stuck in traffic. Turned out I was actually ahead of the game and got to Brad's campsite by 6:30am. It was chilly, but sunny and not as windy as it had been in days prior. Brad's wave was the 3rd wave to start, so he went down to transition early to get prepped. Brad's friend, Gary, myself, and Brad's stepdad Steven who was doing the mountain bike tri kept warm in the RV until heading down at the last moment. My wave started 1 hour and 10 minutes after the pros started. Got my stuff set up in transition and went down to watch Brad start. Made sure to Body Glide myself up before putting my wetsuit on.
Wave goes off. Swim sucked, period. Hadn't looked at the swim course at all, was mostly swimming blind and following everyone else. Note to self, check out swim course beforehand so you know what buoys you're swimming towards. I knew I wasn't swimming fast, kept getting hit by people, thought my goggles were going to get knocked off. I can finally swim in a straight line, but others can't and they would zigzag back and forth in front of me. It was an out and back swim and on the heading-back-to-shore part I was getting frustrated. Hips kept sinking and people were still whacking me. My pool swim times are getting faster, but it's still not correlating over to open water.
Spent an eternity in T1 getting my wetsuit off and everything on and into the pockets. Out on the bike you have to go through the park and then up this hill before getting out. Legs felt okay, was mostly passing people up the hill. Decided not to push the bike in fear of not being able to run, so took it relatively easy. Was frustrated in the first half of the bike as a woman passed me and got in front, then slowed down so I would have to pass her, and then she got pissed and sped up to repass me. That went on for awhile. At one point as I was creeping up on her I saw a motorcycle official go past and was like shit, I'm going to get a penalty so I had to back off. Around mile 40 the climbing and real winds began. Passed almost everyone up Nasty Grade, then got passed a few times on the descent down. I have to say, this was probably the first long course race where I didn't get passed by everyone and their mom, so yay for that. For the first time ever, I had digestion issues for probably the first 2/3 of the bike course, until we got to the hills. The EFS grape drink didn't seem to be sitting too well. Will need to look into that.
T2 went quicker. Glad I put the no-tie laces on my Zoots so they were easy to slip on. Also, non-white shoelaces make the foot look smaller. Out onto the run, began to pass people. This run course is probably the toughest I've ever encountered, including the Lake Placid run. Around miles 3 to 5 the hills became nearly vertical so I had to walk for the first time in a tri ever, I think. Flattened out, only 1 woman on a relay team passed me, and it wasn't too bad until mile 9. At mile 9 you had to run downhill to mile 10, then turn around and run uphill to mile 11. I walked at this point too, though since I am really impatient, I couldn't walk too long before getting anxious. Around this time my hips started to hurt. Down Lynch Hill and into the finish.
That was a tough race. Probably could have gone harder on the bike, but not sure how it would have affected my run. Swim was awful, probably worse one thus far. So goals for the next race are to swim better, and learn to bike hard and run hard afterwards.
Finished up my Wildflower experience hanging out with Brad's family and some of the neighboring campsites. A lot of beer was consumed. Went to sleep at 2:30 am and got up at 4am to drive to Berkeley.
Overall Time - 5:58:05 (3rd age group, 51st woman, 473rd overall)
Swim - 39:56 (941 overall)
T1 - 5:24
Bike - 3:19:47 (792 overall)
T2 - 2:05
Run - 1:50:53 (fastest run split in age group, 257 overall)
I had almost no expectations going into this race. Only saw the Olympic course before so had no idea what the bike and run courses would actually be like. I knew it would be hilly, but just how hilly I couldn't say.
Left Folsom on Thursday afternoon to head down to King City. Stopped at the bike shop en route and spent a couple hours getting refitted. I also finally paid for my AR4 and got a new skewer for my trainer so the bike doesn't keep tipping and cause me to fall over on the trainer every time I use it. And since I was retarded and left my CO2/air pump in the rental car in Austin, I had to pick up a new one and the Joe, the bike shop owner, even tested it out for me beforehand. Davis Wheelworks is the shit.
Once I was all dialed in, continued the drive to King City where the motel I was staying in is located. Luckily traffic wasn't too terrible for evening rush hour, so I was there by 7pm. Got to "tour" the town while trying to find the entrance to the Safeway parking lot. Let's just say, I made sure to double-check my locks and move really quickly between the car and the store.
The next day I got up early to drive to the campgrounds/race site to meet Brad so we could go swim. His family is super awesome and welcomed me into their nice RV/camp setup for the weekend. We went for a short swim, bike, and run to get the legs moving the day before the race. We checked out the expo, saw a few pros (got to shake Rasmus Henning's hand!), then got our stuff ready for the next day.
Race day. Up bright and early at 4:30am to eat and make sure I had enough time to drive into the race site and not get stuck in traffic. Turned out I was actually ahead of the game and got to Brad's campsite by 6:30am. It was chilly, but sunny and not as windy as it had been in days prior. Brad's wave was the 3rd wave to start, so he went down to transition early to get prepped. Brad's friend, Gary, myself, and Brad's stepdad Steven who was doing the mountain bike tri kept warm in the RV until heading down at the last moment. My wave started 1 hour and 10 minutes after the pros started. Got my stuff set up in transition and went down to watch Brad start. Made sure to Body Glide myself up before putting my wetsuit on.
Wave goes off. Swim sucked, period. Hadn't looked at the swim course at all, was mostly swimming blind and following everyone else. Note to self, check out swim course beforehand so you know what buoys you're swimming towards. I knew I wasn't swimming fast, kept getting hit by people, thought my goggles were going to get knocked off. I can finally swim in a straight line, but others can't and they would zigzag back and forth in front of me. It was an out and back swim and on the heading-back-to-shore part I was getting frustrated. Hips kept sinking and people were still whacking me. My pool swim times are getting faster, but it's still not correlating over to open water.
Spent an eternity in T1 getting my wetsuit off and everything on and into the pockets. Out on the bike you have to go through the park and then up this hill before getting out. Legs felt okay, was mostly passing people up the hill. Decided not to push the bike in fear of not being able to run, so took it relatively easy. Was frustrated in the first half of the bike as a woman passed me and got in front, then slowed down so I would have to pass her, and then she got pissed and sped up to repass me. That went on for awhile. At one point as I was creeping up on her I saw a motorcycle official go past and was like shit, I'm going to get a penalty so I had to back off. Around mile 40 the climbing and real winds began. Passed almost everyone up Nasty Grade, then got passed a few times on the descent down. I have to say, this was probably the first long course race where I didn't get passed by everyone and their mom, so yay for that. For the first time ever, I had digestion issues for probably the first 2/3 of the bike course, until we got to the hills. The EFS grape drink didn't seem to be sitting too well. Will need to look into that.
T2 went quicker. Glad I put the no-tie laces on my Zoots so they were easy to slip on. Also, non-white shoelaces make the foot look smaller. Out onto the run, began to pass people. This run course is probably the toughest I've ever encountered, including the Lake Placid run. Around miles 3 to 5 the hills became nearly vertical so I had to walk for the first time in a tri ever, I think. Flattened out, only 1 woman on a relay team passed me, and it wasn't too bad until mile 9. At mile 9 you had to run downhill to mile 10, then turn around and run uphill to mile 11. I walked at this point too, though since I am really impatient, I couldn't walk too long before getting anxious. Around this time my hips started to hurt. Down Lynch Hill and into the finish.
That was a tough race. Probably could have gone harder on the bike, but not sure how it would have affected my run. Swim was awful, probably worse one thus far. So goals for the next race are to swim better, and learn to bike hard and run hard afterwards.
Finished up my Wildflower experience hanging out with Brad's family and some of the neighboring campsites. A lot of beer was consumed. Went to sleep at 2:30 am and got up at 4am to drive to Berkeley.
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