DFL means Dead Faraway Last, referring to racers of one stripe or another who not only finish last but so far back that, for example, the winners have already gotten in their cars and driven on home.
Like a moth to flame, I feel attracted to competion, and most likey it would have the same destructive results. I've never been athletic and I'd have to work hard for several months to get into any semblance of race shape.
On the other hand I've been very fortunate in health matters. I guess I want to compete because I can. It would also be "ketching" for me: attempting a task so beyond my abilities that it could be a motivating factor for a major llifestyle change.
In ten days there will be a TT which is a 2 mile route going up a steady but not very steep grade: about 250 feet over two miles. I rode the course yesterday twice, with a consistent speed of about 11. 3 MPH. That's a lot faster than I ordinarily go up that hill, but of course pretty slow for a TT. Unfortunately the take-off intervals are every 30 seconds, which means I might get passed by a lot of people.
There's also a crit later in the day but the course is a tough one and I can guarantee someone will go down on it.
So, has anyone out there done something as ignorant as what I'm pondering doing?