for my bike. After today, I realize I'm not worthy of such equipment.
First road race ever today, it was the Spring Fling in Deland, FL. I was a category 5 newbie, so didn't know really what to expect. I have been doing group rides in the Orlando area for the past couple of months, and am usually found pulling or near the front of the pack on these rides. I just assumed it would be similar. WRONG!
7 mile loop, four laps - we were quarter or the way through lap 2. I was thinking after lap one that I might have a chance to take a win, the group was going slower than I'm used to. I was getting anxious, but I didn't want to blow my legs and was good hanging out in the middle for the first couple of laps. We came out of a turn with a small incline, and the group really started to bring it. I let up for literally 2-3 seconds and before I knew it, a 5 foot gap turned into a 25 foot gap. I looked behind, and it was me and only 3-4 others! I was shocked as I didn't even realize I was in the back to begin with.
I feel somewhat responsible for the riders behind me as well, since I'm the one who caused the gap. So, I felt it was my responsibility to pull us back to the group - which was really starting to move at this point. Before I knew it, the gap had widened, and I was continuously looking under me to make sure there were still followers.
We hit a small ascent, and I stood out of the saddle, 5-6 feet ahead of my small group. As I came up over the hill, I was really moving and suddenly I looked behind me and there was no one! I peered into the distance ahead of me - and you guessed it, no one. It hit me, I had missed the turn about 20 feet ago. I felt sick, ashamed, embarrassed, everything under the sun.
I turned around and by the time I got back to the turn, my small group was well ahead. I spent the last 14 miles trying to chase them down, but was too weak.
Now back to the beer.