I finally did a “real” race this past weekend. The first in nearly two months, which given my general schedule of racing nearly every weekend while living in Chicago was quite a break. Being November, it was a ‘cross race, a discipline I both love and loathe. When I did my first cross race, may be four years ago, I loved it with all the passion a neophyte has. The sheer novelty of it made me excited to be racing in a way I hadn’t been in years. Of course, all that enthusiasm didn’t translate into results, and I counted it a victory that season if I didn’t get lapped after the first few laps. Fast forward four years, and well, things haven’t changed all that much. In Sunday’s race the top 9 guys lapped me, ninth place catching me in the finishing straight.
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