My first podium and I placed 1st…. yeahhhhh!!! This was at the Velocause Palmyra Road Race in Wisconsin on 5/23.
I do not know where to start…
For the past month I have been brainwashing myself watching or listening this “Inspirational Video” (click link) found on YouTube, even though I believe in faith and religion, inspirational lectures, famous quotes, luck or destiny are just bullshit meant to control the general population but in this case all those methods of mass/mind control that I believe are wrong, really helped me to fight my own fears.
I have been training hard, I know what I am capable to do, but that fear of failing/fading away during races freezes me once in a while.
New faces in Wisconsin; there were only two guys from xXx that I know from my little time with that team. We discussed that we were in a disadvantage because those roads are the Wisconsin racers training backyard… I was relaxed.
I did not have any idea of how the road in front of me was going to be, I did not care either; some people before the race said that this course was tough because the many hills and the increasing wind… I was relaxed.
In a 7.5 miles course this race was indeed tough from mile one; starting with a 3-5% hill for a mile, then truly rolling hills for other 2-3 miles (interval training as I see it), to close with 2-3 miles of fast open fields to the finish line... I was relaxed even there.
The whole field was together (28 people) for almost 3 laps as many unsuccessful attacks were carried by the only team with three or more riders; we were able to bring back every single one of those escapees thanks to the experience of us, the 4-5 guys at front.
I tried several times on the hills to break the field unsuccessfully pulling hard uphill, but on Saturday, the 10 or so remaining riders were really strong; with one lap to go I know that a solo win wouldn’t be possible when everyone wanted to be as close to the front looking fresh.
With ½ lap to the finish, I positioned myself at 5th, we were rolling at 28-30 miles per hour before the long downhill finish… I pushed as hard as I could without looking back just to realize that I won the race by a stretch of 2-3 bikes rolling at 43.18 miles per hour.
I still cannot believe what happened, I am not a sprinter at all… it feels rewarding to know that my own training program at my own pace, losing all that extra weight that I was carrying around helped me to achieve a win… and the inspirational bullshit.
1st to 5th places went to the 4-5 who pulled the field the whole race.
Next week is the Lapt/Trek Road Race (formerly the Kettle Moraine RR) and I am looking forward to place well there as well.