My brief moment of glory.

For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Micah; I am Tri’ing for weight loss (15 so far). I’m kinda slow, and I am mostly just riding, but have recently started to ad the swimming in. I’ll start running after like 20 more lbs.

On to the story. So I was on one of my regular “REI” rides, it’s a good 34mi ride. I made it all the way to the store, in record time for me, and turned around and was heading home. I was still riding strong, feeling good and noticed I was catching up to someone. As I got closer I noticed she seemed to be in shape, or at least far better than I.

In all fairness she could have been on mile 90 of her warm-up for all I know, but that wouldn’t help my ego to think too much about that. All I knew was for once I was going to pass someone, instead of always being passed.

As I moved in for the kill…. I mean pass, she looked back to see where I was. I pulled up behind her, and took a minute to “primp” myself before passing. I straightened my jersey and made sure I wasn’t sucking wind, because I wanted to look cool on the pass.

I pressed harder on the pedal and started my pass. I called out, “On your left.” It was looking good I was coming around with authority and was maintaining my cool. I was just about even with her when it happened.

It felt like someone hit me right in the side, A CRAMP! “Oh no,” I said to my self, “I have to keep going.” I pressed on, kept up the speed, and now that I was past her I could make all the funny faces that help with the cramps. Just then it hit me. I had to keep going till I was far enough ahead to be out of her sight before I could relax. Thank god the trail is windy and heavy with trees.

I pedaled on for a good 5min at that pace; I had to be far enough ahead now. I was really sucking wind and had to sit up and stretch. I still kinda wobbly with no hands, but I can do it in the straight areas. The pain started to subside, and I finally felt like I wasn’t going to fall over and die right there.

“On your left.” I hear and manage to squeak out a feeble “Ok.” I dropped back down onto the handle bars, just as she passed me.

Well maybe next time…