Well, today I went out with a fizzle on an already mediocre season. dropped, sweet. Thanks to the kids on the side who cheered on 'go biker go', i mustered enough to finish. I accomplished none of my goals this year. And didn't get my hands on too much money.
Maybe one more season to see if I'm an average cat3 for lifer, or something a little more.
Thanks to the jumper for messing up our psyche during the race. And to the police officer who almost killed me and the other 25 guys.
I'm gonna turn my frown upside down with cross coming, and can only hope that things go better next year.