Heaven NO, hells yeah!

The weekend started off with me trying to situate a packet pickup that was unnecessary for me on Friday. Driving 2 hours to pick up something for a race the next day just seemed crazy. A $20 dollar fee was worth it, I at least saved money on gas.
The CB&I triathlon, I had about the same time as last year, with about 30% less training. I swam good, for me. And actually might've killed a guy while doing so. I biked crappy, but still got the fastest split. I had no power. My run went good, for me. Running a 6:20 pace for a 5k. Thats about my top speed with no training, but I can do that for at least 10 miles.
I ended up 8th overall....I got beat by a girl, and a 50 year old. I was 4 minutes off 1st places time. I want to win this race, and next year, if I train hard, I'll get under 1 hour, and win the overall!!! I just need a reminder of how pissed I felt after losing(I got 2nd in my AG getting passed in the last half mile).
After the TRI, I talked to Sam and Brandon a bit. Had some fun, ate some food, and drove home to go to a wedding. I love weddings. Well, I love wedding cakes. Having been in a long term relationship, and being at the church where Magan goes to church, AND being at a wedding. It's a clear cut recipe for people to ask me the question. When will you get married? Have you set a date? Is there talk? I simply say "later". When they inquire more, I quickly change the subject to something I know I can carry a conversation with, but most people find it boring. I switch it to 1)dumb and dumber quotes 2)cycling or 3)some random topic like Peter Griffen off of Family Guy.
Later that night, {yes I was up at 4, and was doing stuff all day. } I went to Magan's house for a Ka-Bab. I told her she was the most beautiful girl in the room, and depending on the street, she was definitly in the top 3. And that she could be a part time model. I couldn't believe that I was sharing a Ka-Bab with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen with a Ka-Bab. Then we played badmitten.
We played to 12 points, and my team(Scooter and I) made a comeback from 10-2 to take a win. Don't forget, I already lost today, and was very motivated to right that wrong.

Sunday was the SS race. I HTFU, by using a rigid fork. I also wore an all black CW-X kit. Ah, I felt cool, while being so damn hott!

It was a great course for SS, and Dave and Justin toed the line with me. We started fast, and I was in the 5th spot going in the whole shot. Soon passed for 4th, with Alex 10 seconds up, Dave ahead, and Hill Country guy ahead. Dave slips up, and I get in 3rd. The last hill before the last road crossing, Hill Country guy is gunning it, and this being a place to pass, I'm unable to pass. He lets up at the top, an unpassable zone. I try for a road crossing pass, and I'm unsuccessful. I sit and wait the last curvy section and finally get around on the road(thanks Justin/Dave). Alex is 40seconds up, per Jurgens stopwatch.

I take off solo, and about 10-15minutes of smooth/solid riding, I catch Alex. I must've started sweating some, as my monkey butt hit hard, and I was soon pedaling like Fawley(legs out).

Alex must've had a bad day as, he just didn't seem to have his normal go. He let me pass on the last hill before the last road. I rode. He stuck with me the first little bit, but I'd open a gap on the rises(not climbs really, just rises).

The Last lap, was crazy. I had a 30 second gap(estimating here) and soon started to catch straglers. One lady crashes and I ran over her. I could see Alex behind me coming strong. I get back in the groove, and get out of site. Then I hit a tree. Hard. I'm laying awkwardly on the ground, and get up to have my handlebars turned 70 degrees off center. I adjust and ride them in around 5 degrees off center with a messed up front brake lever. Alex was quick to catch and ask if I was ok. I was a little sketched out, but managed to open a gap again. I finished first, but I couldn't walk afterwards.