whiteface hill climb
decided to throw caution to the wind and chase a group instead of a power number. Rode with the lead group for a little less than a mile, and then wisely sat up out of it. Looked at the guy next to me and said 'too rich fro my blood.' Rode with the next group on the road which helped. Caught my perceived age group winner around mile 5 and we dropped him right away. I though I was a shoe in for a win or at least a podium at that point. Hung with the group until a flat section 1.5 from the top and couldn't do it any longer. Rode in solo. I shaved a minute or more off my
PR. Unfortunately there was a guy in my group in the lead group, and one of the guys in my age group was in my group (doh). I ended up third, which for a sprinter is kinda cool. Can I be a rouleur now?
