ABD Indoor TT - 2/19
3, 2, 1, and we’re off. I shift down and try to find an uncomfortable but sustainable rhythm. I look at the big screen. This feels way too hard to be only doing 21mph and stuck in fifth place. Keith Morris is whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Oh wait, I’m looking at the wrong column, I’m doing 25 and I’m in first . Second place is close but third through sixth are nowhere close to touching me. I think I’ve always enjoyed time trials? I keep my head staring down at my heart rate and cadence. These are the only things that matter until it is finished. I have found a comfortable rhythm at 103 rpm only deviating up and down to maintain 183-185 bpm.
Every once in awhile I look at the board to check second place's pace. I am a sweaty mess and drooling from the mouth, the triathlete next to me looks at me in disgust. The last minute or so, I drop down a gear, kicking, to maintain the cadence. It’s getting darker but I have some good motivation in my ears. Iggy has always sat in my corner right next to Eddy. Turning yourself inside out never felt so good and then...I’m done. I reach the end, sit up and spin easy; lungs burn. Second place finishes 40 seconds after me, the remainder in minutes. I average 24.6mph for 10k in 15 minutes 10 seconds. I come in 7th overall for the day of 83 or so riders. I apologize to the triathlete with a smile. We have now returned to our regularly scheduled broadcast of Mutually Assured Destruction.