It was a perfect day for riding. We (a colleague and I) didn't think we were going to make it, and a part of me was hoping it would be gusterly as predicted, so I could sleep in on my Sunday. But a perfect day dawned, and I was up at 7am, in anticipation of my first cycle race.
It's been ages since I've been on a bike, so I kept joking about how it would be a successful ride as long as I didn't fall off my bike. Well, it wasn't my bike technically - I'd borrowed one from another colleague who is a serious rider, and it was his old bike, but it was a good light weight bike (meaning, it was FAST!). And so on a good day like yesterday when the course was flat (relatively) and there were no winds, I managed to complete the 20km in 33mins 23 seconds, and the second female to finish in my group. Not bad for a first timer! Of course, all the serious riders were doing the longer courses. So it's really not that BIG an achievement. But it's good experience for the 42km ride (or 84km if I'm really brave and decide to do that) we're planning in November.
And I did manage to fall off my bike,... at the finish chute. It was a relatively small race, so being as inexperienced as I was, I didn't know that the "finish chute" was merely a line of orange cones on the side of the road. (I would have thought there would be "FINISH" signs at the finish line!) So I went flying past it when the marshalls yelled out to me to slow down and get into the chute. I braked hard and almost skidded, but managed not to fall off, it was only as I u-turned into the damn chute, that I fell right off. I don't know how it happened, really. One minute I was on my bike and the next I was looking at the world horizontally from the side of the road. I skinned my elbow and knee, but was mostly just embarrassed.
Now that I've got that out of my system, let's hope I don't fall off on my next road race!