|10/23/11 - 6/7 C female...|
I missed out on a cheesecake
-- that went to the DFL woman!
Since returning from Death Valley and Las Vegas Derek and I have spent a couple of gorgeous Saturday afternoons bombing-around on our muddy backroads. I have also "raced" in 2 cyclocross events (in addition to the 2 I participated in prior to the DV ride) and really enjoyed myself. I am by no means good at the sport. I mean, I'm probably worse at cyclocross than I am at running, at least relative to the entire field. In running I generally finish right smack dab in the middle of any field. And in shorter events, like 5ks, I might even finish in the top third, overall and in my age group. In cyclocross I am happy to not be last in the C race (ie the slowest of the A/B/C fields).
To be fair, running races attract a wider range of abilities. Cycling races are limited to those who are serious enough about the sport to have invested in relatively pricey and specialized gear. Running shoes enable pretty much anyone to toe-the-line.
But I've yet to fall (*knocks on wood*), which says something, as last week's race photos demonstrated that even faster, more skilled riders were struggling with a section of the course that I managed to make it down 3x without so much as unclipping a single foot.
|10/30/11 - 6/9 C female|
As much as I've come to love these races, I find myself already dreading the end of the season...I was scared shitless for the first few races, but now I'm having such fun gutting it out for 30ish minutes a couple of Sundays each month in the Fall. Our last race is Thanksgiving Day weekend. I am thankful for cowbells, hecklers, and good beer at the finish. There's a good chance that my hubby will be moving up to the B field, so I'll even have him to heckle me in future races. I respond better to snark than I do to gracious support, heh.
I'm also looking forward to a couple of Winter 'cross races that are offered in the area. Those should be a fun change of pace. I think studded tires will be on my Christmas list (is that weird...ya'know, being a girl who wants utilitarian tires, instead of perfume or some designer wardrobe item, or something...?).
|Looks kinda like a hedgehog, doesn't it?|
The big bruise is still sorta hard 5 days out. And my legs are littered with bruises from that ride and other random, minor pedal whacks and moments of me lacking grace (at least 75% of the time I can't actually determine the cause of any bruise...I'm just covered with them and some of the larger ones can be painful for days). We attended Derek's cousin's wedding on Saturday and I was feeling a little self conscious about the abundance of multi-colored splotches on my lower legs. I'm actually overdue for a physical and I think I'm going to ask about the possibility of a clotting disorder (on paper I have nearly all of the symptoms for von Willenbrand Disease, including anemia, and actually had a surgeon very concerned years ago, as I bled heavily in the OR. I've always avoided aspirin, just to be safe, but it has me wondering if my diagnosed stage 2 endometriosis isn't just endometriosis, since the heavy and prolonged menstrual bleeding could have just as easily been from a clotting disorder). I've always bruised easily, but it seems to have worsened in the past decade. It's my ease of bruising and bleeding that has always made me apprehensive to try mountain biking.
Now that I've tried it and like it I don't want to have reason to avoid it, especially if there is some treatable condition at play. I don't really mind falling. What I DO mind is the painful after-effect of a big-ass hematoma on my big ass!