infinitely sustainable pace

finishing

So anyway, I rolled into the finish area. I had my pizza and a beer and happily scored a snazzy Twin 6 jersey for my efforts that day. We were just getting into a fierce game of boules when Deejay called for the Decider. At SSUSA the winner is not the fastest, but the one that trumps all the other riders in some feat of strength or skill or silliness or something.

The call was for foot-down derby, on any bike but your own. I’d never played this before, so I grabbed the first bike that caught my eye,  Nick’s beautiful brown Karate Monkey,  and joined in. Now Nick’s bike is awesome, but brakes it did not have nor could I actually utilize the saddle. We rode around in circles, or “practiced”, for a little while and then it was all hands on bars and go. Frankly it was a blur, I just kept myself going and was barely aware that folks were stepping out left and right. Then – all of the sudden the other last remaining woman must have stepped down cause they told me I won! Super cool. And super cool was watching the last remaining boys duke it out, Jon Bailey has got some moves.

winning

Wow. Pretty cool. The gi-nourmous SSUSA belt was stuck in Robb’s luggage with Delta, but I did get my SSUSA champion belt buckle on the spot. The rest of the night was a happy blur of campfire, discovering old friends from college, beer, and making new friends.

the belt

I don’t really win all that often, but I can see why people make a habit of it. It feels really good. I’m pretty stoked to add my name to this thing with these other women who are totally awesome riders.