Well i began my official racing career this weekend. I raced my bicycle on the roads near Grand Junction Colorado in the Mesa State Collegiate race. Since so many of the pro riders have funny blogs about the goings on in their peleton i thought i would enlighten you on the over serious over zealous world of Men's C collegiate racing. We are the bottom of the bottom. No one looks up to us and yet we keep riding. We dream of one day riding at the next level and slowly we climb our way out of obscurity. I am breaking this into two different posts because there is just so much to say.
Day One(Friday): School, then work, then rush to pick up the bike and luggage, then to meet the team to drive to Grand Junction. After being delayed multiple times we finally got on the road only to hit traffic from a crash in Orem. Oh how i hate Happy Valley. We ate dinner in Provo and waited out the traffic. Finished up the drive and got to Alan's house at around 11:00 pm. Alan was our host for the weekend. Sleep finally.
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