So, I came around the corner and thought… that’s an odd place to regroup? Then I noticed the yardsale in the middle of the highway was a gaggle o’ roadies moaning in pain! Aiyeee!!!
A couple of weeks ago I did my first Swami’s ride in San Diego. It was a good hammer fest, and I held on for 10 miles. When I made it the church where people regroup I had to keep rolling as noone was there.
My goal for this week’s ride was to try to hang on longer… and I did! The pace was about the same, but I held on for 13 miles. Then when I did get dropped, I could always see someone not too far ahead and continued my chase. And, when I got to the church, I actually had a minute to recover and refill on water before it started up again. I held on for a little while again, but then found a new talent of mine – getting dropped on a downhill… on the road!
I didn’t think it took talent to hang on a road downhill, evidently it does. I got a little nervous in the tight pack once we hit high speeds, this being my second group ride in over 2 years, and ended up in the wind instead of the draft. After that, the pace picked up more and there was no catching them. The group leveled off, did a small climb, then leveled off again. I was having a hard time catching up and lost sight of them around a corner.
When they came into sight, everyone was stopped and congregated on both sides of the road. There were 6 or 7 riders rolling on the ground (in now swiss cheese spandex) and bikes and bottles laid out in yard-sale fashion. The first thing I could think was… wow, I’m glad I suck at descending in a pack. I hope that my mountain bike skills would help me get out of that mess if I were confronted with it, but you never know what can happen.
A few of the riders were all from one team – the wheels on wheels guys from a shop in SD – and other various riders (I don’t know who any of them are as I’m new to the group.) They all seemed to be allright, but there was an ambulance called. Most of got rolling, as there was no reason for 40 riders to hang out and stare.
I hope the guys are all o.k. – I’m sure we’ll get a report next time.